The dog kid wearing silk dressed in a melon hat squatted under the tree at the village head, holding a bowl, sucking the braised noodles in the bowl.

He was sweating all over the minced pork crumbs made of braised noodles with chili peppers.

Zhao Wu, who was standing beside him, putting a white flour bun in his mouth and hitting him with his shoulder, "Hey, Senior Brother Li said where did you deliver the food? Was it sold or what's wrong? Do you think it will be sent back?"

As the accountant in Niuxin Village, he couldn't help but wonder when he saw the numbers in the account disappear one by one.

"That's not to say that he is a god now, and he is always tall every day." Gouwa said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

I saw the food in my family being transported away every day and I didn’t see any money back. This was even more uncomfortable than killing him. I had never seen such a prodigal person.

"What if there is a famine and our village has no food?" According to Zhao Wu's abacus, in a few days, the granary under the ancestral hall would be empty and the mice would be able to run away.

"Hey, I'll ask Senior Brother Li this, guess what he said?" After a slap, Gouwa used his tongue to lick the last bit of braised rice at the bottom of the bowl.

"What did you say?" Yang Xiaoxiao came over with a bowl.

"He said there were no so many famines? Didn't the big man give so much gold, silver and jewelry, and couldn't buy food?"

"No matter how bad people in our village take a bowl and beg for food all the way to Shangjing. Isn't it still our Emperor Daliang to take care of the food? Can he ignore it?"

"Is this what Senior Brother Li said? Why doesn't he feel like he is? You probably made it up by yourself, right?" Zhao Wuyi looked disbelief.

"Hey, he really said that at that time. I just followed his words and said a little more."

"You are broken mouth, you always have to add fuel to your virility when you go through anything."

Hearing Zhao Wu's words, Gouwa couldn't hold back his face and quickly stabbed him with words.

"Zhao Wu, I heard that you have not yet been jealous of Xiaoman. You also asked the peddler to deliver a letter to her. How many words do you know? Just write a letter."

This immediately made Zhao Wu anxious. He picked up the crutch next to him and smashed it on him. "Don't ask about other people's affairs! I know a lot of words! The gentleman said that I can get a scholar in the exam!"

Just as they were arguing, Yang Xiaoxiao next to him trotted along the dirt road towards the support ahead. "Sister Bai! You are back!"

When they heard Bai Lingmiao come back, the two of them immediately put aside their dispute and hurriedly met.

"Junior sister, hasn't Xiaoman come back?" Zhao Wu stretched out his head and looked at the magnificent battle of the White Lotus Sect.

"Turn away! I asked someone to find her back!" Gouwa pushed Zhao Wu away and complained to Bai Lingmiao who was patting the child's head.

"Junior Sister Bai, Senior Brother Li is crazy again. Please take care of him quickly. He is about to empty our family!"

Then he added vivid and ignorant things to Li Huowang.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to move with me."

"Yes, when you find him later, you scare him, and then say, if you do such things that harm others and are not good for yourself, you can't live with him!"

"Although we are rich now, this is not how we live, otherwise we can all move all the money and silver."

Bai Lingmiao shook her head gently, and as she steadily turned around, the guard of honor behind separated, revealing the grain truck with a deep wheel mark on the back.

Soon the bags of food were sent into the dark room of the ancestral hall, which gradually filled the empty dark room that had begun to have echoes again.

"Junior Sister Bai, where do these foods come from?" Gouwa looked at the scene in amazement.

He stepped forward and was about to say that he didn't have to carry it in and put it outside. When Senior Brother Li asked for it, he would have to work hard to move it out again.

But after thinking about it, he didn't say anything. This would be better, at least he could lose his fortune. "Junior Sister Bai, where did these foods come from?"

"The White Lotus believers donated not only the poor people believe in White Lotus. Don't tell him that the food was brought by me."

"You really don't advise him?" Gouwa looked strange. The couple were crazy, right?

"Since he is going to do what he wants to do, why should I hold back? Since he is my man, I should help him do what he wants to do."

Gouwa reached out and scratched his white and yellow side face, hesitated for a while, and then asked carefully: "You are nothing, are you?"

Since this New Year, why did these two in-laws feel strange?

Bai Lingmiao shook his head, turned around and sat in the gorgeous white sedan chair, and was carried by the white donkeys towards the head of the village.

"This is leaving? It's not easy to come back. Let's have a meal before leaving? Child! Go and behead the pig!"

"Next time, Wusheng's mother returns to her position. There are a lot of things in the White Lotus Sect. In the future, someone will regularly fill the granary and help you guide her."

"Then you don't let me tell you, then Senior Brother Li can feel something is wrong. He is not blind. Can't he see that this place will never be cleaned like a grain-gathering basin?"

"It's okay, I know him. As long as there is enough food, he will not pay attention to these details with his personality." Bai Lingmiao's sedan chair did not stop and gradually left Niuxin Village.

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhao Wu, Sister Xiaoman said, don't send those letters, she said she doesn't know how to read."

The vast Bailian team left, leaving behind Gouwa and Yang Xiaohai's sneering laughter at Zhao Wu's gloating.

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Li Huowang bent over and walked into a cellar, and saw Miao Guihua following the monk to learn to sprinkle water on the ground, so that the cellar could maintain a dark and humid environment.

The monks and the people of Daqi carefully broke off the mushrooms piece by piece and put them in a brand new grass basket.

Their faces were obviously much better. Although they only ate dry and thin a day, at least they were all real food.

The cellar is even larger, and the ground and walls are densely hung with baskets full of soil. These are black soil outside the city, which is very prosperous for raising mushrooms.

After a quick look around, Li Huowang found the target he was looking for and walked deep in the cellar. The abbot of Zhengde Temple was bent down and picking mushrooms seriously.

"Does the abbot of the Tangtang Zhengtoji come to grow mushrooms? Don't you have to help others deliver their children?"

Chan Du straightened his waist, "Amitabha, Master Li, now in this world, adults are almost starving to death, so how can anyone have children?"

"Go up and chat." Li Huowang raised his chin and left the cellar.

In a remote ruin, Li Huowang asked at the Zen Du: "Did your people keep a close eye on it? Then the Mo family didn't cause any trouble, right?"

Chan Du shook his head, "Although the Mo family is an evil practitioner, they have grown brains after all. They know the importance of it."
Chapter completed!