Xuancun village entrance. Ye Qingming was playing chess with the village chief, the old and the young were having a great time. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he got up and looked east: "Village Chief, you go back first, you have something to do." "What's wrong?" The village chief didn't know why, seeing Ye Qingming's solemn expression, he was a little worried: "Are new refugees coming?" "It's more serious than this. The refugees we took in back then are going to rebel!" "What?" As soon as the words fell, dozens of young men with shovels and hoes came aggressively in front of Ye Qingming and the village chief, shouting loudly: "Share the grain, share the grain!" "Everyone, everyone..." When the village chief heard this, his complexion changed drastically, and he thought that what he was worried about at the beginning still happened.

He stood in front of everyone and raised his hands: "Everyone, please be quiet. If you have something to say, why do you need to do anything?" "Village Chief, it's not that we want to make trouble, but we have to!" Among the crowd, the leader walked up to him and said condescendingly: "When we came here, it was the village head and the big guys who gave us food, which made us survive. We will never forget this kindness." "But...seeing that the second harvest of rice was about to ripen, someone came to our place and didn't do anything. During the harvest two days ago, he just helped out and took away half of our grain. It made it difficult for everyone to get through this winter." "And you still have enough food to last until next spring, it's not fair." Hearing this, the village head said with a wry smile: "When the rice was being harvested, the old man asked that if anyone needed help, a certain amount of grain must be given to them. This was agreed by everyone." "Because it was too hot, you gave them all the things to do, but you were greedy for coolness at home, and you thought it was unfair when the rice was harvested?" "We all live in the same place, but if someone helps, the family will share the food, there is no difference in treatment." "But you still have the first batch of grain saved, and it's still quite a lot. Of course, you're not afraid that outsiders will share your own grain. The leader was aggrieved: "Village chief, I made it clear today that you must provide some more food so that everyone can survive this winter." "If not... Huh, don't blame us for being rude!" "That's right, don't blame us for being indifferent!" Immediately, a sound echoed, making the village chief's face extremely ugly. In this matter, the village head and the others, the first batch of refugees who established Xuan Village, had nothing wrong with them. When harvesting the second round of rice a few days ago, they hardly asked outsiders to help them, so they saved more food. In the mouth of the other party, it is unfair. Ye Qingming had been listening by the side, seeing the village head's distressed face at this moment, he took the initiative to step forward and said: "Everyone, if you want to make trouble, you don't have to live here from now on." "and who are you?" The leader didn't know Ye Qingming's identity. Seeing that he was young, he took advantage of the large number of people and said: "You don't have a place to talk here, get out of here!" Immediately, Ye Qingming's heart flashed with anger, but before he could make a move, the village chief pulled him and said in a low voice: "Xiaoye, just leave this matter alone, go back first."

"If I leave, you may not be able to go home, village chief." Shaking his head, he looked at the people in front of him and said: "It's still the same sentence just now, those who dare to do it, I guarantee that you won't even see the sun tomorrow." "Hey, I don't believe it yet!" All the troublemakers were suddenly enraged, they raised their farm tools one after another, and rushed towards Ye Qingming. The latter just clicked a few times casually, causing them to cry out in pain, and they all fell to the ground. At this time, many people heard the commotion and gathered around. Lin Yao hurried to Ye Qingming's side and asked concerned: "Xiaoye, are you okay?" "I'm fine, it's them who have trouble." After recounting the previous incident, Ye Qingming said to Lin Yao and the others: "Come out a few people, throw them all out, and you are not allowed to step into this place again from now on!" All of a sudden, all the rioters panicked. At the beginning, after they were full, it was not that they hadn't thought of going to the nearby cities to search for some useful things, but when they arrived at the entrance of the village, they found that they couldn't get out. Even if someone left by chance, they never came back. Hearing Ye Qingming's words, this group of people finally realized that the people who established Xuancun Village were not easy to bully at all, so they begged for mercy one after another, but Ye Qingming didn't care at all, and just dragged the village chief away. And the people who had seen Ye Qingming's methods back then, strictly followed his orders, and really threw out these troublemakers, and his eyes were clear... "Son, at least it's more than a dozen lives." At the village head's house, he looked at Ye Qingming helplessly, and said: "Although they have a bad attitude, they all came from the gate of hell. Isn't it a bit too much to deal with it like this... ?" "Village chief, they dare to ask for food today, and they dare to occupy everyone's houses tomorrow, which is more important, you can think about it yourself. Sure enough, after hearing this, the village chief stopped talking. He pondered for a long time, only sighing helplessly. This matter quickly spread in Xuan Village, and when the last batch of refugees who came in learned about it, they also stopped their eagerness to move, and now they all stayed at home obediently, not daring to make trouble. The relatives and friends of those troublemakers dare not trouble Lin Yao and others, for fear of driving them out again. Autumn goes and spring comes, and the stars move. As an ordinary person, Ye Qingming lived in Xuancun for more than 20 years. From a young man to a middle-aged man, his figure was also a bit bloated. He deliberately didn't use his own strength to maintain his appearance, even if he wanted to recover, it was only a matter of cold heart. At this time, Xuan Village has also developed into a small town with a population of tens of thousands. The original village chief has passed away, and another old man has elected him as the new village chief. In the past twenty years, Ye Qingming has seen a lot of warmth and coldness in the world, and has gained many insights in himself, so he decided to leave after the rice was harvested. "Little leaf." Lin Yao also became an aunt, and now she looked at Ye Qingming with some reluctance, and said, "Are you really determined to leave?" "Well, I have plans to own, besides... there is no need to stay here anymore."

Hearing this, Lin Yao's eyes were filled with sadness. She hesitated for a long time, but still raised her head to look at the other party: "Then you take Qing'er away." "It's a coincidence that both you and Qing'er have the word Qing in their names." "Now that she has grown up and has never married, she can just go and see the outside world. When she thinks it through, she will understand what to do. Ye Qingming didn't want to agree at first, but after seeing the pleading in the other person's eyes, he nodded and handed her a pill at the same time, saying: "This is Zhuyan Pill, which can instantly restore your youthful appearance. And the face is not old, and there will be no disease or disaster in this life."