After returning home and closing the door, Jiang Ling told Mr. Lu everything about Wang Qian and Yin Jiu'er.
It is natural that he, a prestigious elder, should take action in any matter.
After hearing this, Third Master Lu had a very serious expression on his face.
"Grandpa, what can you do?" Jiang Ling was full of curiosity. Mr. Lu is experienced and has his own unique way of doing things.
Mr. Lu's vicissitudes of life are not cloudy, but very clear. He pondered for a moment, with a solemn expression, "You can see that she is a restless female. If she continues to stay, there will be big trouble sooner or later. I will make it clear to her, and you should leave this matter alone."
"Okay. Should I make it clear to Brother Wang or Miss Lian'er?" Jiang Ling was really curious. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu glared at him and curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone, "I'm just curious."
"Curiosity kills the cat! You have been making too much noise lately. Stay in the village and don't wander around!"
being targeted! Now the news about collective planting of ginger, garlic and pepper in Wuling Village must have spread.
"I understand, Grandpa." Jiang Ling didn't intend to hide anything. Except for Wuling Village, other villages are also very poor. It is true that poor mountains and poor waters bring out unruly people.
If their village becomes rich, they will probably be squeezed out and harassed.
Instead of doing this, it is better for everyone to get rich together. It really comes to whatever you want.
Jiang Ling looked at the group of tall orcs standing in front of him and twitched the corner of his mouth. Grandpa is really a crow’s mouth.
The leading orc is tall and straight, with deep three-dimensional features and a fierce look. He is Song Zhuo, the new village chief of Songjia Village.
The Longyuan Song family was originally a prominent family, but later the family gradually declined and was later exiled here.
Even now that he has been reduced to a commoner, he still maintains his arrogant nature.
Even Magistrate Chen of Changyuan Town was a little afraid.
"Are you Jiang Ling?" Song Zhuo looked up and down at the young man sitting on the rock fishing and asked.
Jiang Ling glanced at the other party. A group of bandit-like orcs surrounded her, a weak woman, and only they could imagine it.
This is the boundary of Wuling Village.
Her territory.
"Yes. What's the matter?" Jiang Ling said cheerfully, without letting go of the fishing rod in her hand.
Song Zhuo exuded the aura of an orc, but it had no effect on Jiang Ling.
Song Zhuo's eyes were suspicious, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Jiang Ling's mouth twitched. This old boy looks good, but his brain seems to be hard to use.
"I'm afraid of ghosts!"
"I am Song Zhuo, the head of Songjia Village, and I want to talk to you about a very important matter!" There was no doubt in his tone.
She didn't like this kind of commanding tone. Jiang Ling replied: "Since you know me, you must also know my grandfather. My grandfather and you are both village chiefs. Wouldn't it be better for you to sit together and discuss it?"
Song Zhuo choked on his words. He also wanted to go directly to Mr. Lu, but in the past few years, he had been very unhappy about the water source and had completely broken up with him. If you come directly to the door, there will be no chance.
We can only find Jiang Ling in a roundabout way. If the soft one doesn't work, then the hard one will do. It's just a disabled orc, so he naturally doesn't notice it.
"I'm looking for you! Our village will also participate in the planting of ginger, garlic and pepper. If you don't agree..." Song Zhuo did not continue, with a hint of coldness and threat.
Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows, haha, and even threatened.
Do all orcs do things this simple and crudely?
"How can I alone take charge of such an important matter? It must be approved by Grandpa. I am in favor of everyone getting rich together. After all, we are all from Yuanyuan Town and are next door neighbors. As the saying goes , Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. I heard my grandpa talking about you." There are many people on the other side, and she is alone, so naturally she cannot fight head-on.
"What did you say about me?"
"You are said to be young and promising and a good leader." Jiang Ling made nonsense. Grandpa often scolded the people in Songjia Village, especially Song Zhuo and his father. Said they were reckless bandits or something like that.
Song Zhuo was secretly proud and curled up his lips, "That's natural."
"In that case, then you come with me to my house. They don't have to follow you. You are so tall, I thought you were here to fight."
Orcs, you look at me and I look at you, both of them have expressions of disapproval.
"Village chief, be careful! What if they gang up to beat you up? You will definitely suffer a loss if we are not here."
"I think so too."
Jiang Ling listened to their chatter and suddenly felt that there were countless crows cawing.
"Please, you are the orcs of Songjia Village! Your village chief is also an orc among orcs. He can fight very well. Who dares to beat him? Our village is a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people, but even we can't beat it? Let's talk about it. Don’t be afraid of people laughing at you. Just forget it if you don’t dare to go.”
Song Zhuo lowered his face and said solemnly: "I'll go!"
Jiang Ling curled her mouth. Songjia Village is like a village tyrant in the town, and their fields are much better than them.
Since we need to cooperate, ceding land and paying compensation are inevitable.
They are neighboring villages, have the same water source, and drink a lot of water on weekdays. It was originally half a village, but Songjiacun occupied its own identity and insisted on taking it over. The two villages started fighting over this, which also alerted the government.
Later, the government intervened and Songjia Village got two-thirds, while Wuling Village only got one-third.
Mr. Lu was naturally furious. It's a pity that others spoke softly and had to swallow their words.
Song Zhuo asked everyone in the village to go back and left one person to negotiate.
Jiang Ling was able to fish with peace of mind. It’s so noisy that the fish won’t take the bait.
The fish in the river are quite fat and very greedy. She has caught a plate of small fish, which she can fry and eat.
"Didn't I go to your house? Why haven't you recovered yet?" Song Zhuo frowned and sounded dissatisfied.
"Why are you so anxious? Grandpa likes to eat small crispy fish the most. I have to catch some more. You came to discuss something, why don't you bring something with you? Since you didn't bring anything, at least help me do something." Jiang Ling ordered him to do things without ceremony.
Let the other party go down to the river to catch shrimps.
She can't swim and it's not safe to go into the water.
For the future of Songjia Village, Song Zhuo could only endure and be ordered by Jiang Ling.
Then he was directed to do farm work.
After the rice is harvested, the land needs to be plowed.
The apricots were ripe, but the tree was too high for her to climb.
Looking at the orc who turned into a tiger, Jiang Lingyan swallowed and felt a little panicked. This Song Zhuo is actually the king of beasts. Although there is no word "king" on his forehead, it can make her tremble.
Song Zhuo stepped on the tree trunk wildly, and the apricots fell down, almost smashing Jiang Ling into countless small bags.
"Are you ready?" The tiger said human words.
Jiang Ling hurriedly said: "Okay, okay. You should quickly turn into a human form. You will trample the tree like this, but you will have to pay for it."
A trace of pride flashed in Song Zhuo's eyes. He didn't care whether he was compensated or not. What was important was that he found that the kid underneath was actually afraid of his animal form.
snort! In the future, if she disobeys, he will transform.
Jiang Ling stopped teasing Song Zhuo and had to take her home.
