(MTL) After wearing a book, the evil mother-in-law just wants to retire

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Chapter 371 The Beggar in the Ruined Temple

    Spring grows and summer grows.

    Under the baptism of the bright sunshine, the new branches began to grow crazily. After entering the early summer, the world suddenly became full of vitality.

    The fields just after the summer harvest have been carefully plowed by hard-working farmers, and the fields between the rice paddies have been covered with green shade.

    The chicks that just came out of their shells in spring have already grown thick wings. They follow the old hens in groups and learn to plan in the soil. Occasionally, they dig out a fat little worm. The brothers and sisters chase each other, It's so lively that you fight over me.

    The newborn calf has not yet learned how to farm, and it will play around with the resting cow after the busy farming without knowing what to do. When it is tired, it will sleep peacefully next to its mother in the shade of a tree, without knowing the sufferings of the world.

    For it, the aquatic plants by the stream are abundant.

    In such a season, even the beggars in the ruined temple at the head of the village live very comfortably.

    The fresh straw of the season is laid under the body, exuding the fragrance of grass. The ruined temple with only half of the wall is just enough to cover the noon sun. The cool breeze passes through the hall, which is indescribably refreshing.

    It has been half a month since Zhao Zhixiong came to this village. The people here are kind and simple. I heard that he escaped from the fire in Fucheng. Every day, someone gave him alms and prepared meals.

    Sleep and eat, eat and sleep, nothing to do, just wait for the meal to open your mouth.

    The small life was so comfortable that Zhao Zhixiong didn't want to leave, but the only fly in the ointment was that there was no alcohol here.

    Although he stole five taels of silver from Zhao Yunniang when he was about to leave the city, the little wine he bought would not last for a few days. Satisfying hunger with thatch roots dug from the fields.

    "... Your Excellency Imperial Envoy is really majestic! I didn't expect to catch all the perpetrators who set fire to Fucheng so quickly..." "Unexpectedly, the gangsters of the Bloody

    Hand Gang are actually officers and soldiers pretending to be officers and soldiers. Those people really lost their conscience! How can a good house be bought? go hand?"

    "Didn't the yamen's notice say that all victims of the fire will be compensated..." The dilapidated

    temple at the head of the village happened to be close to the main road, and the villagers who had just returned from the fair on the road were discussing in twos and threes.

    Zhao Zhixiong, who was originally lying on the hay, jumped up when he heard the word 'compensation'.

    "Brother, is there really compensation?"

    The villagers who were on their way were startled by Zhao Zhixiong who suddenly appeared. After seeing the unkempt man who appeared, everyone said 'oh' in unison.

    "Didn't you say that there was a fire at home? This time it is expected. I heard that the government is registering the people affected by the disaster. Go there!

    " All the family wealth was burned, and I was alone without children.

    The villagers shed tears when they heard what happened to him, and they kindly took him in out of pity, and gave him food every day.