Old William and Freeman raised their heads and looked in the direction that Idra pointed, and immediately made a sound of surprise.

Idra pointed to the location where he lived, the other end of the Lord's Commons. The summer service began that day, and it was also the place where the villagers ended yesterday. In a very spacious area, there were less than ten oxen who were leisurely looking for tender grass. Next to the ox, more than ten handlebar-style plow handles gathered together, as if they were talking.

This is impossible!

At this time, where we started working, there should have been fifty or sixty oxen plowing oxen, and the handlebars were placed on the lord's huge plowing cart, and then handed over to the ploughing handlebars to roll up large tracts of soil in a mighty manner.

Whether the villagers work for themselves or serve the master in summer, when plowing the fields, the hardest, most arduous and most physically demanding parts will undoubtedly be handed over to oxen, whose physical endurance is far superior to humans. Most of the time, the villagers follow the oxen to hoe and remove weeds, smash hard mud, clean up stones, etc., and other tasks that need further processing.

At this time, the bell of the third summer service had passed, but there were only a few pitiful oxen. Obviously, such a number could only be used to get two large plow trucks from the master, and it was impossible to start the farm work that day.

No wonder I haven't started working yet...

Old William and Freeman looked at each other and soon saw it in each other's eyes...

...and the doubts that became stronger.

"It's strange... Why are there only a few cows so far? Where have the other oxen gone..." William frowned and thought.

"Hey, it's all on the road!" Idra pointed at the manager Everett, who was covered in white and pointed, and then continued to point at the pitiful oxen, and his fingers slowly moved:

"Look, this is the ox of Erikson's family... This is the ox of Neil's family... This is the Connor's family... This is the Howell's family... This is... These are the oxes brought back by neighbors yesterday, as for the other oxes taken care of by the cowherd... Hey... Hey..."

Speaking of this, Idra's voice became lighter, but it was a bit pleasant.

"You mean..." Freeman's eyes slowly widened: "...Is something wrong? Yes, it's so rainy today, and the road is so difficult to walk, yes, yes, it's possible... The hillside next to the Howell's house is often talc... The path next to the Wilsonfen is very narrow... Avilia's house..."

"Shhh...silly..." "Don't..."

Frowning, Freeman became more excited and his voice became louder and louder.

It was at this moment that a few steps away, a group of people approached quickly. When they heard the footsteps, Idra and Old William turned around casually, and suddenly their faces tightened at the same time. Idra quickly grabbed Freeman's robe, and Old William quickly blocked Freeman's mouth.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"nonsense!"

"Freman, be careful!"

There were suddenly two loud shouts coming from beside him.

Freeman turned around suddenly, and at first glance, the village policeman Espier, who looked solemn and hurriedly, looked at Freeman, and Espier shook his head gently and walked quickly with concern.

Following closely behind were Green, the second son of the cowherd, and Ramir, the wife of the cowherd, staring at Freeman. The second son of the cowherd and the wife of the cowherd were paler, and her expression became more suspicious and frightened, and she staggered over.

The one who fell to the end was the two loud shouts, Sanchez, the cowherd's younger brother, and Wright, the cowherd's closest neighbor.

Freeman looked embarrassed and his voice had already come to an abrupt end. Sanchez and Wright's fierce eyes continued to cut from Old William's family to Freeman's face, before he stepped up and caught up with the police officer and the cowherd's wife and children.

"This...this..."

Recalling carefully what he said and then imagining the consequences of offending the cowherd's family, the police officer and his party had already walked far away, and Freeman's face finally completed the transformation from embarrassment to pale.

"It's okay...it's okay...it's just a few words..."

"Yes, and you didn't say anything, just complaining about the bad weather... Don't worry, nothing is wrong..."

"Don't worry... the neighbors along the way are probably talking about this. They won't remember you alone... Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem..."

Alongside Freeman, the old Williams and his family quickly comforted each other.

While talking, old William, Freeman, Jacqueline, Idra, Grace, or the villagers next to the entire commons, who had no major problems with their ears, all heard a huge roar at the same time.

The voice is familiar, and it is Everett, the village manager.

"Wait a minute! Have to wait a minute? Can you wait? Can I wait? Can the commons wait? Can Xia Jun wait? Can the master's work be waited?"

Countless eyes gathered quickly towards the big trees beside the road.

Under the big tree, the cowherd's wife and second son bowed their heads and bent down, their faces were pale, their expressions were frightened, and they seemed to be explaining, or begging. Next to the two, they gave up the manager who was looking on tiptoe, their faces were already extremely impatient, their voices were stern, and their veins were blooming with their tight arms. Every time they opened their mouths, they were terrifying, and there were huge roars:

"It rains heavily! It rains so late? The road is too slippery and you can still walk on the road now?"

"Not to mention these, the commons are not suitable for ploughing! What I need to hear is not this! It delays the Master's summer service, think about the result yourself!"

"You think of a way? What are you going to do? What might you go?"

"Don't beg me! I also want to beg you, please be good, and let the ox come over quickly!"

"Get out! You should have gotten out long ago! Get out quickly, get out and go find your damn father!"

The villagers clearly saw that with every roar of Everett, the cowherd's second son's whole body would tremble suddenly and tremble all over. In the end, the manager spit out a series of words "roll". The cowherd's second son turned around tremblingly and turned to the west of the village in a daze. The cowherd's second son recently ran to the direction of herding herd of cattle.

Although he was trembling and lost, the second son of the cowherd ran very quickly and quickly disappeared from the end of the vision of the trail.

This is also the last run related to the cowherd's second son, Mr. Green/Rodriguez.
Chapter completed!