Dong Youliang and several others were quite happy without hearing the knock in the village chief's words.

Although the yard is small and the house is small, there is not enough room for a few people, but after walking for so long, they are finally welcomed by someone. They are invited into the village, and they are a little bit flattered.

Dalang went back to call for help, but the people in the village didn't even eat. They all came out to watch the fun.

I saw a group of people winding down from the mountain: the most eye-catching ones were not the young adults, but the old people, women and children.

Although they did not leave the village, they also knew from the village chief that most of the people who escaped from the famine and could persist here were strong laborers. The elderly, children and women either died or were sold.

Now seeing that there are so many old people, children, and women in their group, the villagers feel inexplicably moved and respected.

On behalf of everyone, Dong Chunlei stepped forward to negotiate with the village chief, "Thank you very much, village chief, for not looking down on us."

The village chief looked at the little baby he was holding and carrying on his back and said, "It's not easy for you."

Dong Chunlei said: "It's a shame to leave your hometown, alas!"

All the heartache and pain are in that sigh.

After a few pleasantries, the village chief invited Dong Chunlei to his home for dinner, and the rest of the group set up tents at his old house.

In this year of disaster, it is really generous and genuine to be able to treat me to a meal.

Dong Chunlei didn't go empty-handed either, bringing a few pieces of good leather as gifts.

The villagers were also very enthusiastic, telling them where the well in the village was, where the creek was, and where the mountains were convenient for cutting firewood...

Dongming Ziyu asked: "You must have picked up almost all the dry firewood around here. Can we exchange the wet firewood for your dry firewood?"

"Okay, okay!" The villagers agreed happily without caring about whether they suffered a loss. There is plenty of firewood on the volcano, and it can be used after a few days of exposure.

Dongming Ziyu gave an order, "Everyone, let's work."

Those who cut firewood, those who carried water, those who dug holes to prepare stakes for setting up tents, those who set up stoves, those who cleared the site...

Methodical, as if well-trained.

The villagers looked at it, marveled at it, and admired this group of people even more. They all gathered around them, watching them with great interest as if they were watching exotic animals.

Mrs. Qian muttered while cleaning up the ground: "These people are really, I don't know what to look at."

Mr. Dong put down the stone in his hand and said to the villagers: "Which of you has food to sell? Go back and pack it up before sending it over. As for the price, your village chief will discuss with our village chief."

When the villagers heard about making money, they became energetic, chattering and discussing what they should sell, and then they all went back.

Old Mrs. Qian looked at Mr. Dong with starry eyes, "Old man, you are still so powerful. If you don't speak, you won't speak. Once you speak, it will be effective."

Mr. Dong coughed slightly, drooped his eyelids, and went to work in silence, but the slightly raised corners of his lips showed his good mood.

This damn old woman, how many people are around her, just talking nonsense like this, makes her feel so embarrassed.

Shangguan Ruoli was snickering on the side, and the other three daughters-in-law also blushed and lowered their heads. Oh, my mother-in-law and father-in-law have always been so bored, it's so embarrassing.

Dong Chunlei didn't want to stay at the village chief's house for too long, so he came back after dinner. By this time, some sheds had been set up and looked good.

The villagers selling grain and eating food have already arrived, and they are gathered there chatting with each other.

The silver and copper plates are all kept here by Dong Chunlei. As soon as he comes back, the transaction can begin.

The price has been discussed with the village chief, and it is 30% higher than the usual price. But they know that given the current situation outside the mountain, it is already very cheap.

Dongming Ziyu knows how to settle accounts and is responsible for settling accounts. Dong Chunlei is responsible for paying, Dong Youliang and Shuanzhu are responsible for weighing, and Dongshi and a few half-grown men are responsible for moving it into the yard.

The things were exchanged for silver and copper plates, and the villagers became happy.

An aunt asked: "How many days do you want to stay here? My parents' side has a lot of land and a big village. Maybe there are things to sell, but it's a bit far. It will take a long time to come back. If you are willing,

If you stay one more day, I will ask my son to send a letter to my parents’ family.”

Dong Youliang said: "Our plan is to rest one night and leave tomorrow morning, but..."

Asked Dongming Ziyu: "Fourth brother, there are fewer people in their village than us. I'm afraid they won't be able to eat for a few days. Do you think?"

Dongming Ziyu asked the aunt: "Which direction is the village you mentioned?"

The aunt pointed in a direction, which was southwest, which was not the way to go with them.

This village is also quite poor. They probably don't have enough to eat themselves. They only dare to sell some food if they can find some wild animals in the mountains. What they harvest is really not much.

Buying food outside is several times more expensive. After passing this village, other villages may not welcome them.

Finally, everyone decided to spend a day in this village doing some repair work.

Even though they lived in the village, they did not relax their vigilance. They still lit fires and some kept watch at night.

The people in the village were not stupid enough to be vigilant. The village chief asked his grandson to deliver letters to every household to wake everyone up. He also sent people to take turns keeping an eye on the group, and if there was any unusual movement, they would sound the gong to call the police.

In every village there are one or two gangsters who are not doing their job properly, and this mountain village is no exception. When two gangsters saw that they had money, they had the wrong idea and wanted to steal it in the dead of night.

Of course, the two of them did not work together like Shuan Zhu and Gou Zi. Instead, they arrived near the village elder's house in the middle of the night, one after the other.

However, they unexpectedly found that these people had lit a fire, lighting up the area around the old house, and there were still people wandering around at night. Not to mention stealing things, they couldn't even get close, so they all went back in despair.

Of course Dongming Ziyu and the night watchers noticed someone peeping, but as long as they didn't come forward to cause trouble, they pretended not to know.

Early the next morning, before dawn, someone went to deliver a message to her parents' village. The nearest one had to climb two hills, so they had to go early, otherwise the victims would spend all their money and suffer in vain.

The aunt's son came back soon, carrying a man covered in blood on his back.

Cries soon came from the village. Mrs. Qian and several old sisters hurried to inquire about the situation. The injured person was a hunter. They went hunting in the mountains with another hunter and met a tiger on the mountain.

The two of them fought with the tiger, and another hunter was chased into the forest by the tiger. He was seriously injured and climbed back. He met a neighbor who was going to deliver a message to his uncle's house, and was rescued.

After Mrs. Qian finished speaking, she looked at Dongming Ziyu and said: "Si'er, that man has blood holes on his legs and chest. There is no doctor in the village. I'm afraid it's too late to go over the mountain to the neighboring village. Look..."

Dongming Ziyu understood what my mother meant, "Li'er and I are going to have a look. You are interested in Wulang and Ling Yue."

Mrs. Qian was surprised, "What's Li'er, Tao'er? You mean Wu Lang's mother's name is Li'er? Did she remember her life experience?"

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