She took another bite, and for some reason, she felt a rare quietness, and this quietness was depressing.

The dishes cooked by Xiao Dongniang couldn't taste the salty smell, which means that she never let the salt go.

The peach blossoms in the village are still the same, but the villagers start to speak less, and everyone is doing their jobs. Even the good farm tools they got a few days ago did not make them laugh anymore.

Not to mention the people in the village, even Shen Qingci herself was inexplicably a little angry. She even leaned her head against the wall and couldn't help but hit the wall with her head.

Until outside for some reason, there was a rapid sound of gongs and drums.

Shen Qingci stood up straight and walked outside the door. He saw that the villagers all walked out of the house and were all walking in one direction.

What's wrong with this?

Shen Qingci completely did not explain to the people of Dongling. She had only been here for half a month, no, it must have been several months. After all, she was so seriously injured at that time, but when she woke up, her injuries were healed.

And she doesn't like to peek at people who are hiding others. After all, she is just an outsider, so in Dongling, she never regarded herself as a villager, and she never thought of getting anything in the village.

And the sound now hits very high, so big that it almost creates a shackle on the heart, and then deeply confines everything.

She didn't want to go, but even Xiaodong has gone there, and it seems that it is not very suitable for her to stay here.

When she picked up her skirt, she followed her. She just wanted to know what happened. Although she was not from the village, she still lives here and eats here. If there is something wrong, then if she can help her, she will definitely help her and will never be stingy.

There are more and more villagers, and everyone is with their families, and even the children in their arms are brought over.

Shen Qingci has been here for so long and has never seen so many people in the village. In fact, she doesn’t know how many people there are in the village, and many of them have never seen before.

At this time, just in front of a mountain, there was a table in front of it, and there was a large incense burner on the table, and the incense inside the incense burner was also lit.

Shen Qingci looked up at the mountain in front of him.

What does this mountain look like? Maybe even these people from Dongling are unknown?

The village chief stepped forward and his gray beard gently raised with the wind. He faced the mountains in front of him, no one knew about the tears that were pressed down by him at this moment.

The people of Dongling are not that perfect. God is always fair, so that they will avoid war and disputes, but in the end, they will inevitably be separated from their wives and children and separated from their husbands.

The village chief stretched out his hand and gently stroked the stones on the mountain. It felt like he was caressing his children. In his hazy vision, he could only have longing when it was late at night.

He turned around, picked up three incense sticks, then lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Dear villagers, we are going to select people again this year."

"It's still the same as in previous years, above fifteen or below fifty."

The elderly, women and children in the village all started to cry secretly. Although those men were speechless, they were not unbearable. Although they might not be able to draw them, but the rabbits and dogs would inevitably have a hint of unsolvable sadness.

The village chief held a bamboo tube and placed it in front of these adult men. They each pulled one. The people of Dongling have followed the people of more than ten generations. There are as many as a thousand people in the villages now, and there are more than a hundred young men, and two people will be drawn from these hundreds.

Shen Qingci stood aside and watched, but she didn't understand at all, what were these people doing?

After she took the time, she had to ask Xiaodong.

The final draw was a middle-aged man in his forties and a young boy of sixteen years old.

"Everyone go back."

The village chief waved his hand, then turned his back to everyone, and placed his hand on the stone mountain again. In his ear, the villagers' crying sounds were still there, and the two families who were beaten to separate.

Whether it is death or life is determined by heaven.

Shen Qingci turned around and wanted to leave, but in the end he couldn't help but look back at the village chief. The village chief was still standing with his back to the crowd, so so far, she didn't know what the village chief was feeling?

But Shen Qingci showed up, the village chief's slightly trembling shoulders. He should be very sad.

"Xiaodong, come with me," Shen Qingci waved at Xiaodong.

Xiaodong nodded, not as clamored as usual. He followed Shen Qingci obediently and lowered his little head.

Shen Qingci took out some snacks for Xiaodong to eat. These snacks were only a few that she knew and were taught to the women in the village. After the women in the village learned them, they would give her one if they made them. So she didn’t have much, but there were a lot of snacks.

Xiaodong used to love these things because he had never eaten them before. In fact, let alone him, maybe even their elders had never heard of them.

But what happened today? I used to like to eat the most, but now I don’t even take a look at the snacks I like?

"What's wrong, don't you want to eat?"

Shen Qingci touched Xiaodong's little head, "Sister remembered some snack recipes again, and your mother would make them for you later." She couldn't help but sigh. There were really few things she could do. At the beginning, she just learned a few things, but she really didn't like them. Her hands were used to make money. As for the others, it was only when she was really used. Fang Hen Shao.

She racked her brains to leave something for the people of Dongling. After all, thousands of years have passed by in the blink of an eye, but for them, they live without progress.

Xiaodong raised his face, but his eyes were full of tears, which scared Shen Qingci.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingci quickly pulled up his sleeves and wiped Xiaodong's tears, "Why are you crying? Is the snacks not delicious and make you cry?"

“No, no.”

Xiaodong shook his head vigorously, and then he lay on the table, crying so hard that he was out of breath, which made Shen Qingci hurriedly called Xiaodongniang.

Xiaodong's wife tried her best to coax Xiaodong to the point of being obedient, but Xiaodong stopped crying, but her eyes were red.

Shen Qingci’s intuition is related to today’s lottery.

"I know what you're asking?"

Xiaodongniang wiped her tears and pulled her horns, perhaps she wanted to give Shen Qingci a smile, but she really couldn't laugh.
Chapter completed!