Dressed as a villain's wife

When Nan Zhi returned to the dam, he saw a group of people surrounding him, who seemed to be arguing from afar, but only when he got closer to join in the fun did he hear clearly.

"Lizheng, so many people died in the village, if you want me to say, let's just bury it, what's the point of leaving it alone?"

"That's right, or bury it quickly, anyway, their family is wiped out."

"Yes, yes, let's bury it."

Shen Dashan's complexion turned black, but Mrs. Qin grabbed her sleeves when she wanted to get angry.

I can only suppress my anger in my stomach.

"Sister Nanzhi, this way, this way."

Hearing someone calling her, Nan Zhi looked around and found Shen Miaomiao standing aside.

Seeing her clever appearance, Nan Zhi nodded and walked over: "What's the matter?"

Shen Miaomiao pulled her sleeve and pointed to a man standing in the crowd, then said in a low voice, "That's it, that's Zhao Si, it's his bad idea."

Nan Zhi glanced at Zhao Si, and thought about what kind of person Zhao Si was in the memory of the original owner, but he couldn't remember much after searching.

Only then did he ask curiously: "What's wrong with Zhao Si?"

Shen Miaomiao's small face suddenly took on a look of contempt, and she said angrily: "Didn't many people die in the village? There are more than a dozen households that have been wiped out. That Zhao Si is not a good person on weekdays. Now they are thinking about food and money for those people's families. They said that the corpse will stink if it is left for a long time, so let Lizheng be buried now."

"It's only been a day now, and some people haven't cooled down yet. Then Zhao Si came up with this crazy idea, but he still has evil intentions to instigate others to make trouble. I'm not afraid of hitting a ghost in the middle of the night."

After hearing Shen Miaomiao's words, Nan Zhi glanced at the people surrounding Shen Dashan and didn't know what to say for a while.

Obviously among those people there were some who helped save people this morning, why did they turn their faces after a few hours?

In the memory of the original owner, people here have to stop mourning for seven days, at worst three days before they can be buried. Zhao Si will be buried as soon as he arrives. Will his appearance be too ugly?

And not to mention those who still have family members, how long does it have to do with them?

Even if the dozen or so families were extinct, no one in this village had any blood relatives, and no matter what, it would not be Zhao Si's turn.

"Then who will take care of their funeral?"

Shen Dashan looked coldly at the people surrounding him, his tone was cold and not as gentle as usual.

A man muttered in a low voice: "What's the matter now... just dig a hole and bury it..."

Although his voice was low, he was within two steps of Shen Dashan, and every word he said fell into Shen Dashan's ears.

After hearing the young man's words, Shen Dashan's face darkened, his voice seemed to be covered with ice, which made people feel cold all over.

"I'll leave it here. If you want to share their belongings, you can. Whoever arranges for a family's funeral can take their belongings, but the house and title deed must belong to the village. No one can privately share their belongings." Got it."

After finishing speaking, Shen Dashan left with a cold snort.

Only a group of people were left looking at each other in blank dismay, they just wanted to get rid of those things, who would spend money and effort?

A funeral requires at least two taels of silver, so why not go to a funeral for them with so much money? Thinking about it, many people turned their attention to Zhao Si who came up with an idea.

Zhao Si was still complacent just now, thinking how smart he is, but now he is a little dumbfounded after hearing Shen Dashan's words.

He just wants to eat nothing, so how can he pay money to bury those people?

If you want him to say, just dig a hole and bury it.

Just as he was secretly scolding Shen Dashan for ruining his good deed, he felt a lot of eyes on him, and subconsciously wanted to slip away.

"Zhao Si, why don't you think of a solution for the idea you came up with?"

"That's right."

Zhao Si became annoyed for a while when he heard everyone's questioning, pointing at those people, he cursed: "You are really shameless, I just want to say this, you hurried to find Li Zheng, now no one can get it No, come here and ask me why! You can’t bear two taels of silver if you want to eat Juehu, bah, you won’t starve to death.”

A group of people only felt angry and bloody, and wanted to curse back, but they could no longer see Zhao Si's shadow.

After watching the excitement, Shen Miaomiao clicked her tongue twice, and continued to bite ears with Nan Zhi, "A dog biting a dog's hair is not a good thing."

Nan Zhi watched the farce dissipate thoughtfully, said hello to Shen Miaomiao and left.

The dog sat obediently in the shade of the tree and played with Doudou at Aunt Liu's house staring at the ants under the tree.

When he looked up and saw Nan Zhi, his eyes lit up and he smiled and called out "A Niang".

Seeing the dog's appearance, Nan Zhi's heart suddenly softened, he smiled and waved.

Gou'er told Doudou and ran towards Nanzhi, threw himself into her arms, and talked about what he had done in detail.

"Aniang, the dog is obedient. Brother Doudou and I watched the ants move."

After patting the dog's little head, Nan Zhi thanked Aunt Liu, put two sweet potatoes on the ground under her various excuses, and then carried the dog away.

"Mother, is the mussel still at home?" Gou'er looked at his mother and asked curiously.

"Yes, there is nothing serious at home, the mussels are still in the basin."

Nan Zhi said while changing the dog's clothes.

"Okay." The dog blinked. In his dream, the clam grew two legs and circled around the house many times.

After changing the dog into clean clothes, Nanzhi checked the wound on his hand again.

The hemostatic powder worked very well, and because of the hot weather, a thin layer of scab had already formed. Seeing the dog's thin and thin hands, Nan Zhi blew a little distressed, before asking.

"Does the dog's hand still hurt?"

"Ah Niang blows, the dog's hands don't hurt anymore. The dog is a man, and a man is not afraid of pain."

The dog is talking, his big eyes are shining brightly, he wants to eat obediently, he will grow taller than his uncle in the future, and he has to protect A Niang!

Brother Doudou just said that uncle is better than his father!

Where did Nan Zhi know about Gou'er's "ambition", he just nodded at Gou'er with a sure face: "Gou'er is awesome!"

After being praised, the dog's little face flushed, and he plunged into Nan Zhi's arms shyly.

Shen Dashan's side is not so good.

The two brothers, Shen Qingchuan and Shen Qinghe, just came out of their home and found that the kitchen had been tampered with. After searching for a long time, they only confirmed that a bag of flour and twenty catties of new rice in the kitchen had been stolen.

After coming back, I told Shen Dashan that the face of the whole family was not very good.

Especially Shen Qinghe's complexion was particularly bad. This morning when he followed his elder brother and brought everyone into the village to rescue people, they didn't go to his house because they knew that their family members were safe.

I just want to seize the time to save people.

As a result, when he went back to fetch food in the afternoon, he found that half of the house had collapsed. Fortunately, the kitchen had been repaired last year, and there was no major problem. As a result, he searched for it, and the fine grains he bought for his wife's confinement were gone.

"Could it be that the ground cow turned over and was shaken?"

Zhou hesitated for a moment and asked a question.

Shen Qingchuan shook his head, and denied: "Not necessarily, if the earth cow turned over and was scattered by the earthquake, how could there be flour and white rice on the ground, where would there be no trace at all?"

"Here, there are still some in the cellar at home, why don't you go get some and eat them first?"

Aunt Qin glanced at the little daughter-in-law who was resting on the pile of straw and said, she must not starve the confinement mother-in-law.