"Is it okay if I don't raise him well? If his family is like that, Zhou Rong might not even be able to get a wife in the future!"

The villagers looked at Xi Yao, who was fair and good-looking, as if they were looking at something, and their eyes fell on her.

Zhou Dayun was crowded among the villagers. When he saw Xi Yao, who looked like a changed person, greed flashed in his eyes, and the way he stared at people was even more naked, which made people very uncomfortable.

When Zhou Rong heard the discussion, he looked up and saw Zhou Dayun's eyes glued to Xi Yao, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, it's hot, please be careful,"

Xi Yao looked at him in astonishment, feeling that his reminder was strange.

Zhou Rong blinked and gestured. Xi Yao didn't turn his head. When he understood something, he nodded slightly, and then said with a sweet smile: "I'm not hot,"

"Rong Laosi, you are so kind to your wife!" A young man teased with a hint of something in his words. The ambiguous tone immediately caused the whole room to burst into laughter.

"Rong Laosi is not nice to his own wife, so why should he be nice to you!?" someone laughed and cursed.

"Why don't you say that my daughter-in-law is good to me?" He looked at Xi Yao with bright eyes, and then said seductively: "I'm not as tall as Rong Laosi, but at least there is no shortage of food and drink at home.

You can still feed people!”

This is a mockery of Zhou Rong's inability to support Xi Yao.

"Then are you literate?" Xi Yao rolled his eyes and asked with a smile.

She calmed Zhou Rong's anger and waited for his answer.

"What are you doing with that thing," he sneered.

"But I like it," Xi Yao said delicately.

Everyone in Zhoujia Village knew that Zhou Rong was good at reading and writing.

"What's the use of that? Can it be used as food?" The person said in anger.

The Zhou family members all paused and looked up at Xi Yao...

"But my fourth brother is not hungry enough for me. Moreover, the book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house. Do you understand?" She asked arrogantly.

"Daughter-in-law, he is illiterate. It's useless for you to tell him this!" Zhou Rong made a timely addition.

Xi Yao said "Oh", as if he understood what he meant. He opened his mouth to ridicule Zhou Rong, his face turned blue and white, obviously he was angry.

"A Zhong, after all Zhou Rong is a scholar in our village, don't be so presumptuous," Zhou Qian stepped forward to scold him, then looked at Zhou Rong who was busy again, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Sir Rong, how much will you harvest later?"

, please use your address so that you can tell the magistrate!"

Zhou Rong took a deep look at him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, then nodded and said softly: "Okay!"

This cooperation made Zhou Qian quite proud.

Zhou Rong knew that he had suppressed the Zhou family, so what could he do? In the end, he was still pinching him.

Xi Yao did not ignore Zhou Qian's pride. He twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking about how proud Zhou Qian was now and how many tears he would have shed by then.

Why does everyone think Zhou Rong is easy to bully?

This is purely black and white!

She lit wax for these people silently.

Xi Yao didn't plant much, and the Zhou family was fast and didn't waste much time.

After the harvest, the villagers couldn't wait to get their scales.

"How's it going?" Everyone looked at Zhou Rong with bated breath, waiting for the result.

He is the only one who can calculate these differences.

"Based on the harvest, it's higher than one acre of our land," he said ambiguously.

"How much higher is it?" someone said in disapproval.

"Yes, please be specific," Zhou Qian urged.
Chapter completed!