Happy little peasants

"Who is this person!"

Jiang Xiaohu looked at the MMS sent by Shen Rong'er, his pace accelerated a little, and he started to run back. Generally speaking, Shen Rong'er would not take the initiative to call him when he was okay. Now he sent a message, which made him feel awkward. Those who are up and down can't help but get worried.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xiaohu returned to the hillside, and the mobile phone had a signal.

Turning on the phone again, the picture in the text message was finally loaded. It was the living room of my own home, and the figure looked rough, wearing gold, silver, and wealthy.

More importantly, three or four short messages came in immediately. They were all sent by Shen Rong'er. There was only one content, and that was to let Jiang Xiaohu go home quickly.

"Hold Cao!"

Seeing more than a dozen missed calls in the mobile phone, Jiang Xiaohu's true qi in his body was condensed on his feet without money, like a teleport, disappearing in the blink of an eye, and when he appeared again, he was already on the ridge.

At this speed, Jiang Xiaohu had already returned home in less than three minutes.

"Huhuhu...no, take a good breath before going in!"

Thinking that there might be danger, Jiang Xiaohu didn't dare to just go in like this, standing at the door and inhaling.

Fortunately, when Gongsun Yao came, he was running Zhen Qi every night, and the recovery speed of Zhen Qi was much faster.

After resting for nearly a minute, Jiang Xiaohu felt that his anger had recovered. Then he opened the door and walked into the small courtyard. He looked up. The man in the living room had not left yet. He sat there with Erlang's legs tilted, smoking a cigarette and his face. They were all disdain. If Hong Zhu was present, he would definitely be able to recognize him. This person would be Feng Qingtao from the village next door.

"you are?"

"Your fucking name is Jiang Xiaohu!"

Jiang Xiaohu walked into the living room and squeezed a smile. Just as he asked, Feng Qingtao opened his mouth and drank.

"Did I provoke you? If not, please don't speak so hard!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Xiaohu's eyebrows showed a slight displeasure, but he didn't have any episodes. Instead, he wanted to figure out the cause of the matter. If he didn't figure it out, Jiang Xiaohu wouldn't have reason to fight, and he would feel a little uncomfortable. Even if you win, you will be unhappy.

"It's annoying! You asked, it's annoying! Let me tell you, who said that the hillside is yours?"

When Feng Qingtao heard Jiang Xiaohu's words, he sat up and frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaohu, with anger in his eyes.

"I have the documents, and I also have the procedures, naturally it is mine!"

"I proved it?"

"I don't need you to prove that the land was indeed contracted by me, and the term is twenty years!"

When Jiang Xiaohu saw that he seemed to be insane, he was no longer polite and did not give in at all.

"I'll ask you another fucking question, whoses!"

"mine!"

"OK, alright!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaohu was not afraid of himself, Feng Qingtao grinned, stretched out his hand to pull the leather bag on the table, took out a stack of money and threw it on the table, it looked like it was several thousand yuan.

"Rong'er?"

Seeing him paying for the money, Jiang Xiaohu curled his lips helplessly, stood up and ignored Feng Qingtao, and opened his mouth and called out.

"Little Tiger!"

The room in the back room opened, and Shen Rong'er, Wang Xifeng, Xu Linglong and the old lady poked out their heads and looked at Jiang Xiaohu.

"What are you doing hiding there! Come out!"

Facing Jiang Xiaohu's question, Shen Ronger pointed at Feng Qingtao first.

I saw that Feng Qingtao didn't know when there was an extra pistol in his hand and aimed at the four of them. The four of them saw the pistol and closed the door of the back room at the same time.

The only thing left is Shen Ronger's sentence,'Be careful!'...

"Well, I said why they are so afraid of you!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiaohu had to give up calling them out, and returned to sit opposite Feng Qingtao, tilted his head and waited for the next step.

"Young man, there is courage, but ah, I usually ask it to come out when I encounter a problem. So far, there is no unsolvable problem. Look at your land?"

"No, this is mine! No, so much land, what do you have to toss my land for?"

Seeing that he was still asking for his own land, Jiang Xiaohu naturally felt a little unhappy, and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry about it, I only want land, don't you think there is too little money? I like greedy children, I will give you more!"

Feng Qingtao heard the words and thought that Jiang Xiaohu felt that Shao Cai did not agree. With a sneer, he took out a stack of money from his purse and put it on the table. The money on the table was almost 10,000.

"..."

"Still not enough? Yes, I like it!"

"..."

"Why? Isn't that enough? This is the final concession!"

"..."

"Too much!"

After adding money several times in a row, Feng Qingtao finally realized that Jiang Xiaohu didn't need money, but he didn't want to let the land at all, and shouted in a low voice.

"Thirty thousand, the last price, if you succeed, if you fail, you will have to succeed, boy, I have given you enough face! Don't force me to make your family not a family!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaohu was still in silence, Feng Qingtao sneered coldly, took out a pile from the bag again, and put it on the table. The RMB on the table was more than 30,000 yuan.

"I just want to know what offends you in my land!"

Jiang Xiaohu didn't even glance at the money on the table, his face was calm, his eyes were bored, and he asked softly.

"Okay, want to know? Let me tell you, my old stuff is dead and there is no place to buy it. This place has good feng shui. Taoist priests said that after burying there, they will be promoted and get rich! Hahaha, anyway, your old lady is still early. Let me first!"

As Feng Qingtao was talking, he took out his mobile phone, pressed it silently, and put it away.

"Hao, I see, I won't let this land. I used it to grow fruit trees and orchards, not for your grave!"

After hearing the cause of the matter clearly, Jiang Xiaohu remembered the things he had asked people to do before, and was even more upset. He stood up and pointed at the door, indicating that Feng Qingtao could leave.

"I'll go, boy, you are really not afraid of death!"

Feng Qingtao was also stunned when he saw this. He had seen a few stunned masters, but he had never seen such a stunned one. He dared to talk to himself like this after seeing the gun.

"Go out, take a few of your change by the way, I'm afraid I will sweep it out as rubbish!"

Taking a look at Feng Qingtao's aim at his muzzle, Jiang Xiaohu rolled his eyes helplessly, pointed to the money on the table, and whispered.

"Do you think I just scared you to not shoot? I fucking..."

At this time, Feng Qingtao was finally angered by Jiang Xiaohu's actions. The muzzle slid down and aimed at Jiang Xiaohu's right leg. He gritted his teeth and was about to shoot. I don't know when Jiang Xiaohu. The right hand is already pinched on the barrel.