Chapter 619

The village head of Dahua Village is rich, but his family is poor.

In the house of straw house, there are corn and dried peppers in the yard, and there is a leg of sheep. Among them, the most noticeable one should be the wooden shaft car in the yard.

Because there was a six or seven year old boy sitting on the wooden shaft cart, naked, eating corn, staring at the door.

Although the other side is just a child, song Xijiao still quickly moved her eyes.

Originally, I thought that xianmingguan was stupid enough and uncivilized. Who knows that Fusu is not inferior to it!

"Little flower? Well, it's very watery. OK, I'll take it. "

The village head just glanced at Song Xijiao, then went into the house and filled a bag of coarse bran rice and handed it to the old woman.

Song Xi Jiao noticed that this place still seemed to make complaints about the barter, and probably had no currency in circulation. In the heart, he could not help but secretly Tucao, and to this extent, Daqing had been fighting for decades without hitting it. What a shame!

However, she also knows that force is not necessarily linked to the economy.

The more savage and uncivilized people are, the stronger they are and the better they are at fighting on horseback. What's more, Wang Yuhe intends to lose the battle, gives random command, and all kinds of spies and spies are rampant. It is not so simple to win in this situation.

"Damn Han people!"

Song Xijiao is thinking about these things. When she is far away from her mind, a sharp curse suddenly rings from her ear, which scares her.

When she looked up, she saw a fierce woman standing at the door of the house, with a big waist and a braided braid on her head. She didn't know how many days she hadn't washed it. It was oily. She knew that the smell must be terrible if she didn't get close to it.

She called out the curse.

"Why don't you raise your hand to surrender? This year, we have a severe drought, and there are no grains of grain in our village. Several people have died of starvation in the village! If they all surrender and donate all the food, we won't have such a hard time! I wish God would drop a thunder and chop them to death

Song Xijiao frowned slightly and glared at the woman.

Is that human?

When the village head heard the woman's words, he gave a helpless tut: "Han people are not Han people. It's none of your business. The king has no way to deal with them. What can you do with them? Do your work at once

"I can't help it. I curse them! I curse them with floods and droughts every year, and let them all starve to death! "

The woman scolded and picked up a dustpan from the ground. Just as she was about to enter the house, she suddenly saw song Xijiao. She could not help but wonder, "where did this girl come from?"

Seeing this, the head of the village glanced at Song Xijiao with pride, and then said, "the bean curd lady sent it to you. Do you see, is it handsome or not? I think we have a big stone, just reserved for him as a daughter-in-law. What do you say? "

"Really?"

On hearing this, the woman immediately came to song Xijiao with a dustpan in her arms. She did not say a word to her. She pinched her chin, swayed left and right, and looked at her carefully.

After looking at it, the swearing face suddenly showed a smile.

"How nice! Ah, where did you find this Han girl? "

When the village head heard this, he immediately raised a face: "what Han girl, this is our Dahua Village Girl!"

After that, he looked out and saw that people in the street of the village were secretly looking at Song Xijiao. He immediately waved to them and scared them away. Then he pulled song Xijiao's wrist and dragged her into the yard.

"Did grandma tofu tell you clearly? You are a girl of Dahua Village, not a Han girl. Do you understand? If the officers and soldiers know that you are a Han girl, do you know what will happen to you? "

Song Xijiao knew that there would be no good end, but she asked curiously, "what will happen?"

"Hum, send it to the army, let..."

"OK, OK, I get it. You don't have to say it."

The ferocious woman stood aside and carefully observed song Xijiao. From her voice, appearance, speech and behavior, she was not an ordinary girl.

After all, it's not the first time she's seen a Han girl.

It is very common for Fusu officers and soldiers to run to the town of Daqing chaoguan to rob the Han girls. They are lost on the way back. It is very common for them to be taken home secretly by the people of Fusu. There is also a Han girl in their family.

However, all the Chinese girls she met in the past were dull and timid. They were sold out like this one now. They were not afraid to say nothing at all. They even talked to them like real villagers

"I ask you, where is your home in Daqing dynasty?"

Song Xijiao glanced at the woman and casually made up a name: "vinegar state."

"Vinegar state?" The woman looks at the village head suspiciously. Why hasn't she heard of this place? Then he asked, "well, what do you do at home?"

"There's no one in my family. I'm the only one. As for me, I worked as a servant girl for a young lady in a rich family. I stole the clothes of the young lady. I was found all the way. I ran for my life all the way to the neighborhood. Unexpectedly, I fell off a cliff and nearly fell to death, so I was brought home by the old woman. "After listening to this, the village head gave a satisfied smile.

Good, good, no family on the line, which means that if she is gone, there will be no one to look for everywhere, then he will be able to take care of this daughter-in-law for his son!

But

Card!

Song Xijiao gaped at the existence of squatting down to buckle in their feet and neck of the iron chain, puzzled stare big eyes: "what are you doing?"

The village head laughed: "what do you say? You are a Han girl. Who knows if you can hold your heart? Before you marry my son, take it with you for the time being. Be honest. "

As he spoke, he pulled the iron chain and locked the other end to the pillars under the eaves.

"This chain is enough for you to walk into the middle of the yard, and to go to bed, but it's not enough for you to go out. Remember, if I find you dare to run away, I won't pee you out!"

Song Xijiao, disgusted by his adjective, rolled her eyes and asked curiously, "well, excuse me, who is your son?"

You're going to have to marry strong, but you still want her to wait?

Still chained?

According to common sense, shouldn't the rice be cooked as soon as possible?

After hearing her question, the village head immediately showed a strange smile, and then said with a faint smile: "your future husband, did you not read it when you just came here? According to the rules of your Han people, you have seen all my son's body, but you can't get married without this marriage! "

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