Middle Ages, Natural Era time in August.

Wu Qingchen Era, February 15, 0001.

Baron Corner of Akford, Akerley Village, Lord's Commons.

The summer service, which had to be interrupted due to a collective accident in the village, started again.

The family, which was probably related to the original cowherd Brown family, seemed to be very guilty. Everyone was thinking that others had come forward to report it. The Sanchez family took turns to guard for two nights, but there was no movement in the village.

It is hard to tell whether staying up late has destroyed the rules of the biological clock or the hidden worries in my heart make it difficult to fall asleep. In short, when the church bell rang for the first time, Sanchez, his wife, and two sons hurried to the Lord's commons with his red eyes.

The wooden house of Sanchez was already close to the commons of the summer service this day, and they set out quite early. When the worried Sanchez approached the last corner, right in front of the direction of the Lord's Lord's Common, several villagers who were closer or earlier were greeting each other, or chatting with each other.

Among these noisy sounds, there are concerns:

"Vid, what's wrong with you? Why are you covered in mud and water?"

"Oh, don't mention it! It's not just for the sake of coming early. I was a little anxious and fell down just now!"

"Then don't be so anxious!"

"How about not being in a hurry? I have to look for a plowing handkerchief to talk! I'm late, so I can't get along!"

"What are you doing when looking for a plow handle?"

"Tsk! Isn't it for the last time? My ox hurts his legs! You can't pull the plow that is too heavy... Oh, I get angry when I mention this! I won't say it anymore, I'll twist it..."

And anxious requests:

"Neil...Neil! How are your work done?"

"It's almost done."

"Oh, I really envy you... In two days, can I borrow the ox for me for one afternoon?"

"No... You said it was too late. I had already agreed to Grover two days ago... Why don't you go and ask Connor's house? Last time, there was nothing wrong with his cow, so he should be quite free."

"Oh, I've asked, and I've lent it out..."

"This is... there is no way. It's really difficult to borrow a cow in recent times..."

"Who said no! Bastard! It's all the fault of that damn bastard!"

Occasionally there is some good news:

"Wayne, when I walked to the other side of the bridge just now, I saw your home, tsk..."

"What's wrong?"

"You have finished plowing such a long distance! You have borrowed the cows? Let's talk about it, how much grass has you sent?"

"Just like you, just a bundle..."

"Impossible! Can you borrow a cow in one bundle?"

"Well, I'm sending a bundle to Old William!"

"Scared! Is this still possible! Are you crazy? Didn't you give it twice?"

"Actually, there are not many. The two times combined, they are much less than the original bastard who is so dark!"

Standing at the last corner and hearing the contents of these noisy sounds, Sanchez and his family stopped one after another, looking at each other, their faces pale without exception.

After being silent for about half a minute, Sanchez calmed down first.

"Don't talk later, follow me."

After saying this, Sanchez comforted his family with his eyes, and the few of them slowly walked out of the corner.

A new figure appeared, and the villagers' eyes immediately looked over.

"Someone is here again..." "Look at who it is..." "It's pretty early..."

After seeing the people clearly, almost all the villagers' expressions changed slightly.

"Oh, yo, it's Sanchez. You're so early too! No wonder you always call me lazy!"

"Tsk, how dare you call your name directly? You're so rude? Are you not afraid of him telling me to your brother and let you pull the heaviest plow like my last time?"

"Master Sanchez, can you borrow a cow? Oh, I asked you for your blessing last time, and I left a chicken for my family. You can just take it away this time!"

The sarcasm came towards him, and the original cowherd's younger brother's face was half red and half white. Under Sanchez's pull, he quietly walked to a corner of the farthest part of the path.

"Bastard!" "A bastard!" "What's the matter!"

When walking by the villagers, sneering, scolding, and spitting, spitting on the five people walking silently.

"you!"

As the youngest son, Kent's ability to endure is naturally the worst. His face was sticking to saliva. Kent's eyes immediately turned red, he clenched his fists, and was about to rush to the side.

Sanchez, who was prepared, immediately grabbed him tightly, pressed his son hard like he did the previous two nights, dragging him to the corner of the distance of the trail.

"Father……"

Sanchez let go of his arm, and Kent's tears immediately flowed out, "How can they do this?"

Why can't they do this?

Sanchez smiled bitterly on his face.

When Brown was still a cowherd... No, when his father was still there, he had already gained a lot of benefits from the village as a cowherd's relative. Ask yourself, he has been doing well for so many years, intentionally or unintentionally, he has indeed offended many villagers.

"Hold on..." Sanchez stroked Kent's head, "Don't say anything, when the time passes, everyone forgets, and it's okay."

"I forgot...how long did it take?"

"How long..." Sanchez sighed: "I can't forget this year, but next year, next year, and next year... The days are long, and there will always be one day."

"There will be one day..." Kent murmured, looking around, his brother and mother looked very gloomy, "Is there no other way?"

"Who knows? I'm tired of walking, so let's take a break." After saying that, Sanchez led the way under the tree.

Kent also sat down and turned around. Several other villagers pointed in the direction where they were, laughing from time to time.

Hum! These bastards!

Kent turned his head in anger. Two nights ago, what Green and Baker said couldn't help but surge into his heart:

If it weren't for Los...

While the family was waiting silently, the number of villagers rushed to the near-common land gradually increased, and the two sides of the trail gradually became lively. In the direction where Sanchez's family was, they also cast more and more bad eyes.

Time passes like this.

It took a long time to pass.

In the center of the village, in the direction of the church, the second bell of Xia Shi came.

At this time, the villagers assigned to Yingxiafu in the north direction of the village had almost arrived.

Under the big tree, beside stones, corners, and on both sides of the path, it became very crowded everywhere.

The first family naturally strives to grasp the stones around you or branches to fix your body.

In order to find a suitable stop for the family, the father pulled his son and the mother held his daughter, and squeezed around the crowd with sweat, occasionally shouting loudly, making the whole scene even more noisy.

As the interactions were made, the villagers' loud voices became louder and louder, and the rumors that came over from time to time became more and more harsh. Little Kent clenched his fist tightly and buried his head between his legs.

Suddenly, the villagers were making noises.

What's wrong?

Kent looked up and immediately saw that at the end of the road leading to the commons, the villagers who had occupied the entire road and were still crowding around, as if they had touched a torch in winter, neatly retreated to both sides and made way for the path in the middle.

An extremely tall figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

It turned out to be Espier, the police officer in Aicli village has arrived!

As a village management class, the person registered on the Baron's parchment is also performing the official duties that drive serfs. The villagers quickly retreat and open up the road.

In this way, with Espiel as the arrow and seven or eight police officers as their entourage, a large group of people walked through the path in a mighty manner. Their steps were quite brisk, much smoother than when two or three flexible villagers passed by.

And following this group of people, the serfs' pace was much more difficult.

After the police officers passed by, the villagers naturally moved to their original positions. The freed paths quickly closed, and the push and crowded were inevitable. In addition, some of them deliberately mocked and beaten, which made the scene even more chaotic.

The Sanchez family chose a high position. Kent Jr. stood up and clearly saw that in the chaos, Baker and Green were deliberately pushed many times, with several arms, elbows and knees crashing into the two, and there were many secret kicks mixed in.

In a short journey, when Baker and Green finally walked into the muddy common where the serfs stayed, the two brothers who were supporting each other were already staggering, with bruised noses and swollen faces. Even among the serfs who were sweating profusely and covered in mud, they were all particularly conspicuous.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the two cousins, Kent was secretly shocked. He didn't know what he was thinking for a long time. It was not until the direction at the end of the path that it was stagnant again, and Kent woke up again.

The crowd separated to the sides again.

This time, the person who came from the manager's left arm, a rare clerk Thor who could keep accounts and write.

Walking comfortably to a big tree, sitting on the round stool brought by the police officer, Thor opened the parchment roll and began to count the villagers' families that should have appeared here.

Not long after, the crowd separated for the third time.

The manager's right arm also arrived at the commons, with the Zhuangtou O'Connor, who was responsible for organizing the Xia service, as the arrow. More than a dozen strong villagers pushed wooden carts and distributed a basket of farm tools to the villagers who had been counted by Thor.

Waiting for about ten minutes, waiting for a small number of villagers to receive the farm tools and walking towards the allocated commons, Sanchez stood up and said, "Okay, let's go there too."
To be continued...