Farming Space: The Lucky and Lovely Lady Come to Farm

Everyone hurriedly drove the mule cart away from this place.

There was indeed a well at the end of the street. Gu Qing put the bucket down and drew up half a bucket of water.

Uncle Ma took a knife and took Gu Sanlang, Tieniu, the grandson of the eldest aunt, and Gu Jinsheng, the eldest son of the village chief, and walked around and found a house.

There were three main rooms in the house, which were enough for everyone to sleep in.

Uncle Ma took a few young men to take down the door panels in the middle of the three rooms, and the three main rooms were barely connected.

Then everyone drove the mule cart in.

Everyone hurried to cook.

There was a ready-made stove in the house, but it was only enough for one family. Aunt Liu stood there with a spatula, and no one went there anymore.

Everyone was more silent today than usual.

Only Huzi, Baoer, Shanyao, Lianqiao, and Donglai, a few ignorant children, were still running around in the yard.

Baoer ran and bumped into Xinger, who screamed and pushed Baoer away, "Don't touch me!"

Qian looked over there and hesitated to speak.

Gu Zhong didn't say anything either.

Lanzhi sat there, still trembling.

The uncle came over and asked, "Uncle Ma, are you still keeping watch tonight?"

Uncle Ma said in a deep voice, "The mule can only stay in the yard at night, so someone must be left to watch it."

"That man may have accomplices."

The uncle nodded. In such a chaotic world, you can't survive without sticking together.

After dinner, Uncle Ma directed everyone to unload the things on the mule cart and put them in the house. After arranging the people to keep watch, everyone went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Gu Fei was awakened by a burst of "clang clang clang" gongs, and Gu Qing shouted, "A thief has entered, everyone get up!"

Gu Fei hurriedly got up, grabbed her clothes and put them on, and saw Gu Qing and the uncle had retreated to the door of the house.

Gu Fei stood behind Gu Qing and looked outside. There was a fire in the middle of the yard. There were seven or eight men standing behind the fire. If you ignore the machetes, kitchen knives and axes in their hands, they looked no different from ordinary farmers.

Gu Fei saw the man who sold meat buns in the evening was also inside.

The leading man was not tall, but he was strong. He said in a straight tone: "Hand over the food, and I won't kill you."

Gu Fei narrowed his eyes and had a dagger in his hand.

At this time, Uncle Ma came out and stood in front of Gu Qing and his uncle, saying lightly: "We also need food to survive, and we can't give it to you."

"You have a lot of people, and we have a lot of people too. I advise you to leave quickly."

The leading strong man waved the machete in his hand, "Then there is nothing to say, brothers, move--"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the house. Before the strong man could react, he felt a chill on his neck, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

The strong man's mouth opened and could no longer be closed. A stream of blood spurted out from his throat.

Gu Fei succeeded in one strike and quickly retreated.

The strong man covered his neck, shook a few times, and slowly fell down.

The remaining men were stunned. The strong man was the most powerful one among them. He died?

Gu Fei stood in the yard with a dagger in his hand, looking at the group of people coldly, "Get out now, otherwise, no one will survive."

Some people retreated, and some stood still.

The man selling meat buns suddenly said grimly: "What are you afraid of? It's just a little girl."

Someone whispered: "It's the little girl who is scary-"