Thinking of this, she suddenly lost her composure.
What he was harming now was her interests, so Zhang Chengyuan slapped Zhang Songjiang on the back and shoulder. Zhang Songjiang was thrown to the ground by the sudden and powerful attack, and his mouth was bleeding.
At this time, not only Zhang Songjiang was confused, but almost everyone was stunned, staring blankly, no one thought about it and did not dare to say anything.
However, Zhang Chengyuan didn't care about this. She squatted in front of Zhang Songjiang and slipped the collar on the back of his neck, forcing him to raise his head and said with a look of displeasure: "You have been trying to occupy my land for a long time. Who gave you the courage? Believe it or not." Don’t you believe that I will make you never remember me again?”
At this moment, Zhang Chengyuan looked particularly like a villain, the kind who was capable of ruthless attacks. He was so scary that the people around him were frightened.
But Zhang Songjiang was not completely frightened yet. He had seen gambling houses asking for debts, so he would not be frightened by a little girl like Zhang Chengyuan.
He stood up to resist, but Zhang Chengyuan's strength was a bit beyond his expectation. Just when he was embarrassed, Zhang Chengyuan stood up hesitantly and stepped on his back, making him tilt his head and look at him like a beached fish.
Zhang Songjiang lay on the ground and couldn't get away. He turned his head angrily and glared at Zhang Chengyuan. Before he could speak, Zhang Chengyuan said, "You don't believe it? Then... well, do you want to break your arm or your leg? Or break both of them." Come on.
Don't worry, I'll give you money to ask a doctor to take a look at it. After you take a look at it, if you still want to occupy my land, I'll stop you and take care of it. I'll let you go when you give up the idea.
If you are still trying to get into trouble, I have nothing to do, and I don't want to do anything to your parents who are said to be honest and kind, but there is nothing I can do. If the whole family doesn't disappear together, I always feel that it will leave trouble. "
Hearing this, everyone around him retreated with fear on his face. Zhang Songjiang was also a little dumbfounded, but he still didn't believe in evil. Although he was scared in his heart, he still shouted: "I think you dare..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Chengyuan kicked his leg off without any hesitation. The "click" sound of broken bones clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and everyone was so frightened that their bodies trembled.
Zhang Songjiang struggled and screamed in pain, and Zhang Chengyuan was also shocked. She was not that cruel. Her intention was just to kick Zhang Songjiang to let him know that she dared to attack.
But she used too much strength, and her leg was kicked and broken. She pursed her lips slightly and quickly suppressed the shock in her heart. She made the mistake and pretended to be very calm on the surface and said calmly: "Should I continue to break the leg or break it?" Where’s the arm?”
The gentle words sounded like a life-killing scythe to other people's ears. Everyone couldn't help but retreat again and again, but they didn't dare to run away through the door. Their legs were so weak.
Even Zhang Songjiang was so scared that he dragged his injured leg and tried to escape from this demon. He didn't dare to have the slightest intention of resisting. He was really afraid.
Zhang Chengyuan squatted down and grabbed Zhang Songjiang's intact leg, and said with a smile: "Why are you running? We haven't finished talking yet. Do you still think about me?"
Zhang Songjiang seemed to have a stress reaction. His whole body trembled violently. He was trembling and pitiful and helpless. Hearing this, he shouted excitedly and tremblingly: "I don't dare anymore. I really don't dare anymore..." …”
Even the others who were not asked all shook their heads, fearing that they would be the next to be treated like that.
And that's not the scariest thing. She didn't interrupt her and asked the doctor to look at her. Then she interrupted her again. Wouldn't this be equivalent to being paralyzed in bed for the rest of her life? What would happen if she became paralyzed? There is one in that room.
Thinking of this, all the greed in everyone's hearts disappeared. Isn't it just a field? They can cultivate it even if they work hard for a few years. There is no need to live a life worse than death for this place.
Zhang Chengyuan was satisfied when she got the answer she wanted. She let go of Zhang Songjiang's legs and said with a smile: "Are you going to hire a doctor yourself or should I hire one for you?"
As soon as Zhang Songjiang heard about calling for a doctor, he remembered that she wanted the doctor to look after him before interrupting. He shook his head in horror and shouted: "I don't want to look at the doctor!"
"Um?"
Zhang Chengyuan's doubts sounded dissatisfying to Zhang Songjiang's ears, and he immediately changed his tune: "Please, I'll do it myself."
As he spoke, he secretly watched Zhang Chengyuan's reaction, fearing that she would be unhappy.
Zhang Chengyuan didn't care, casually took out a bunch of copper coins from his pocket and threw them on him, and used them as medical expenses.
Only then did she notice the people who were frightened, but she didn't pay attention to those people who wanted to take advantage. She had to explain to the old village chief and the others.
The old village chief slumped on the chair, his hands and feet weak. The old woman, whom the village chief called Baozong's family, held on to the door frame to avoid falling. The little girl hid behind the old woman.
Zhang Chengyuan came to the village chief with a smile and said with a smile: "Village Chief, don't be afraid, I'm not usually like this."
The old village chief raised his hand, indicating that he was fine and took a moment.
However, Zhang Chengyuan was thinking about what the village chief had called them to do before. He probably forgot about it after being interrupted like this. She would have to remind him later.
After a while, the old village chief sat up straight and said: "Girl Chengyuan, this is the land seller. If you don't have any objections, just wait for the grain to be harvested and then take the land back, or find someone to take the grain back." After collecting it, you can give half of the remaining grain besides paying taxes to her family, and the remaining half will be yours."
When Zhang Chengyuan heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately agreed: "Okay, village chief, I collected the grain at the right time and sent half of the grain over. How do you pay the tax?"
The old village chief nodded with satisfaction and said: "Fifteen taxes per tax. When the grain comes out, someone from the Yamen will come to collect it."
Zhang Chengyuan calculated that 150 kilograms of grain would have to pay 10 kilograms of tax: "Well, village chief, how much grain can I harvest in a year from the land I bought?"
The old village chief was calculating secretly, but the old woman said: "In these years, the twenty acres of land can harvest about four thousand kilograms of grain every year."
It seems like a lot, but if you think about it carefully, it's only enough food for a family of four for a year.
The old woman continued to speak, but she choked with tears before saying anything: "In the past, the conditions at home were better, the food and drink were better, and the money saved was not much. Now, one of our two sons has passed away, the other is paralyzed, and the two daughters-in-law are also dead." Ran……"
Zhang Chengyuan took a breath, the whole family was gone.
Zhang Chengyuan inadvertently looked up and found that Zhang Songjiang's group of people had slipped away at some point.
The old village chief comforted Baozong's family with a few words, then stood up and left. Zhang Chengyuan quickly followed. She sent the old village chief home, found an opportunity to leave the sugar cakes, and left.
Zhang Chengyuan went home happily, but he didn't know that his notoriety would spread throughout the villages.
From then until the autumn harvest, Zhang Chengyuan basically wandered around the mountains and his home. He was either busy collecting firewood, digging wild vegetables, making furniture, mowing grass for deer, tending vegetable fields, or clearing wasteland.
It’s not really busy, but I’m not idle either, and the days go by very quickly.
In a blink of an eye, the autumn harvest is here, and the food can be harvested.
That day, Zhang Chengyuan happily tied up his trousers and cuffs, put on the gloves and hood he had sewn in advance, and rushed into the fields brandishing a sickle.
