Cui Zhi hurriedly told his way and used Muzi as a guise.

After all, Muzi is ten years old. Before the disaster year, he also attended school for two years. He explained that when the village was growing up, he had a bit of academic domineering temperament, and the villagers should know that it is always better than her, a yellow-haired girl who is six or seven years old, and her words are more important than her.

Although in her eyes, Muzi is just a piece of wood, 24 hours a day, and 20 hours are not online.

The old woman asked her again just now, "Is this what Muzi said? Where did Muzi go? Did he say how to use it to get food?"

The old woman seemed to be someone who could speak. When she asked this, Guo Tianda came over and called "Mom". The old woman told him not to panic, and only looked at Cui Zhi and asked again.

"It was Muzi who said, I don't know where Muzi went. But Muzi said, it would be great if someone led everyone from the grain boss's family!"

Cui Zhi thought to himself that she could say it, and that's all. If you say too much, it's probably beyond Muzi's cognitive limit.

She was going to see how these villagers implemented it, and then took the opportunity to come up with some small ideas. Then she heard a woman laugh and said, "Muzi is here! Just ask him!"

After saying that, Muzi followed him steadily.

Wei Ming rushed forward and finally caught up. When he got close to see the situation, he was shocked. Old Zhu Po and Dongcai were tied to the tree, and people from the village were surrounded by the little girl.

That's fine, what's going on in Qiqi's opinion on him?

"Muzi, come here quickly! Did you think of someone's information?"

Wei Ming understood this time, but when he saw that everyone in the village was looking at him, Cui Zhi was caught in the crowd and blinked at him, he felt funny and said nothing.

"Um."

He responded, and saw the little girl breathing a sigh of relief when he saw her eyes.

It's so easy to use in his name...

Guo Tianda pulled him in front of him, "Good child, good study is necessary. Did the Master teach you how to lead the grain family away?"

The Master is afraid he is not so good at calculating. Wei Ming thought to himself and replied, "Speak east and attack west."

"What does this mean? Tell me carefully!"

Wei Ming did not rush to speak, his eyes fell on Cui Zhi's face.

Since it was her starting point, I think she had figured out a solution.

When he saw her laughing twice, the child was talking a joke and said, "If the government comes to distribute food again, the Zhao family will definitely go and grab it!"

"Huh? If you want to send food, the Zhao family must be more important than rushing to reincarnate? This little girl is quick-witted!"

"It's not so good? By then, their family will be empty. Let's go to his house to ask for food, but it's not the same as going to his own house?"

The group of people laughed, and the mother-in-law of the Guo family kindly touched the yellow-haired troll on Cui Zhi's head and asked her, "What's your name? Tell me about it?"

"Cui Zhi." Cui Zhi raised his little face.

Grandma Guo smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Oh, Cuizhi! A good name!"

The second daughter-in-law Liu behind her also said, "There are green flowers and green leaves in our village. This time, there is another green branch, which is just right!"

Cui Zhi blinked and was stunned for a moment.

Wei Ming couldn't help laughing and heard her mutter: "What a good name..."

Guo Tianda didn't have time to pay attention to these things and asked, "Who are you looking for? Zhao Gong is so smart, who will he believe in?"

Everyone, look at me, let me see you.

Wei Ming looked at Cui Zhi slowly and saw her pointing her little hand to the old Zhu Po’s leg that was cursing.

"Go to Dongcai!"

She really wanted to do it.

*

In Zhaotang Village, the family of Zhao Gong, the grain chief, was a family of more than a dozen men squatted in the yard to drink porridge.

"How is Luting Village so deserted? There are not as many men in the village as my Zhao family! Do you dare to come to ask for food?"

"Loach wants to capsize—overestimate one's own abilities!"

"How much firewood should we pay for every day! We still know how to take a look at the door for feeding dogs! We won't send them porridge tomorrow!"

Liang Chang Zhao Gong put down the bowl in his hand and wiped his mouth.

"The porridge is sent as much as possible, but for a few more days, we will have the final say! I originally thought about sending the chaff to them, but now... forget it!"

The Zhao family all followed Zhao Gong's voice and asked a timid question: "The village chief knows, don't go to the county to sue us, right?"

Zhao Gong's son Zhao Baojian raised his head, "Old man Wang has been working as a village chief for eight or nine years, so shouldn't he retire? When he retires, he will be the one who is a village chief. He dares to sue now and be good-looking as him in the future!"

Zhao Gong glanced at him, "Why are you doing so loud? You can't go out and offend others!"

Zhao Baojian was not afraid, "Dad, what do you always say is, anyway, this matter cannot be broken!"

The Zhao family in the yard laughed loudly, but the laughter stopped, and someone patted the door.

"Who?" Zhao Baojian stepped forward and opened the door, lowered his head to see Dongcai.

"Huh? You little puppy? Why are you running back? You still want food? Let's talk about it next time!"

Just now, Zhao Baojian was so upset when he thought of the difficult old woman, and even didn't feel angry when he saw Dongcai.

It doesn't matter whether he is angry or not. Dongcai shouted out what the villagers taught him.

"The county magistrate is here to send food again! He is on the dike in the north end! The people in our village have received the letter and all went to grab the food! My mother asked me to say it!"

After Dongcai finished speaking, he didn't say a word of nonsense and turned around and ran away.

The villagers just said that if he didn't report this letter, he would tie him to a tree for a day and a night. Now he has reported the letter, so he doesn't need to tie him to a tree anymore!

Dongcai ran away in a blink of an eye, and the Zhao family didn't want to ask any more questions.

The male family looked at each other and put the bowl in their hands, and a bang.

"Go away! Go and grab the food!"

While talking, the yard was dusty and there was no one left.

*

The two Luting Villagers who followed Dongcai almost laughed out loud when they saw the Zhao family running towards the dike at the north end like they were reincarnated.

I took Dongcai back to report the information to the villagers. The villagers had already raised their feet and stretched their heads to wait. Now, seeing the flags blooming, everyone smiled on their faces.

Guo Tianda is a young generation in the village who speaks and does things steadily. At this moment, he led a group of people to the Zhao family first, and then asked another group of people to divide the troops into three groups. One group went to gather the households in the village to wait for the distribution of grain. The other two groups called the people from Jiuxizhuang to the west and Dixi Village to the northwest. Everyone belonged to the same mile. The people from Luting Village robbed food and could not steal food from others.

Cui Zhi nodded in a blink of an eye. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wei Ming standing outside the crowd with his hands behind his back. The old man watched chess and was still silent. He hurriedly pulled him, "You go with me too!"

He looked back at himself, "can't run."

Cui Zhi didn't know what to say, Grandma Guo laughed, "Don't urge him, he just came up with such a good idea, and a bowl of porridge in his stomach was gone long ago."

Cui Zhi's explanation was irrefutable.

But this time, Muzi helped her seriously.
Chapter completed!