Chapter 812 Mixing: Peasant Girls Are Crazy 33.6

Landlords and squires who don’t know where their good names are: ┑(￣Д￣)┍ don’t understand what you’re talking about.

So, when Cheng He appeared at the door of Qiu's house angrily, he was decisively stopped by the doorkeeper of Qiu's house.

After he declared his family name, the servant rushed in and yelled straightforwardly.

"My lord, my lord, there is an old man called Cheng He, whom I have never seen before, asking to see him. I think he brought a group of people, who seemed to be looking for trouble. My lord, do you want to go and gather people?"

The voice was so loud that Cheng He outside could hear every word, and he almost jumped up angrily.

Qiu Zhihao is also very temperamental, and immediately patted the table: "Er Gouzi, tell them to copy the guy for the master, this bullying has come to the door, and I will fight back with the master."

"Yes, master." The young man named Er Gouzi ran out excitedly and called for someone to go.

Cheng He, who heard the complete conversation, felt like a dog in his heart.

Such a famous person like him, these pariahs, pariahs, have never heard of him.

"Qiu Zhihao, I'm Cheng He, the county magistrate, and I have something to tell you today."

Unbearable, he yelled directly at the door, just facing the inner lobby, he vaguely saw a man sitting in a rocking chair smoking a cigarette.

Qiu Zhihao was swallowing clouds and mist, he was choked by the loud roar outside, and kept coughing.

What is the county magistrate? Come to their house and have something to say.

"Big monkey, call in and talk." After he stopped coughing, Qiu Zhihao said to the servant who was cleaning the table.

I began to think in my heart, what is this magistrate of Shangde who has never appeared in the village and county, what is he doing here at this time, is it just a meal?

That's absolutely not possible. There are so many people in their family, so how can they have extra food for other people to eat.

Qiu Zhihao, who had a Maitreya Buddha face, was distressed. He felt that he must chase him away later, and he couldn't be soft-hearted.

After finally entering the lobby, before he could speak, Qiu Zhihao cut straight to the point and made them look like they had nothing to eat.

Cheng He really exploded this time, kicking the bench next to him, "Qiu Zhihao, I'm here to confront your daughter today."

"She robbed my daughter's husband-in-law and connived in beating my son. I want your daughter to serve my son."

The cigarette pouch in Qiu Zhihao's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his Tang suit, which was originally neat and tidy, was a little messed up because he suddenly stood up.

On the very rich face, it seemed that he had been frightened by something, and his eyes were almost invisible.

Cheng He thought that the other party was afraid, so he exhaled a foul breath, feeling relieved.

"Hand over your daughter, and let's pretend it never happened, or I will confiscate all your family assets and land."

"What?" Qiu Zhihao was surprised and didn't pay attention to stepping on the cigarette pipe. What did he just hear, this person who claimed to be the county magistrate wanted to confiscate his family's property?

"I said you are an old bastard, you can't be a bandit from somewhere, big monkey, call me quickly, and let the villagers beat this thing out with sticks."

"If you kill him, it's mine, but if you don't kill him, it's his fate."

As he said that, he spat twice: "I don't even look at anything, I dare to let the master and my daughter serve your son as soon as I come."

"Just by looking at you, you can tell that your son must be a crooked melon. Maybe he just fell in love with my daughter's beauty and wanted to moleste my daughter, but he didn't expect to be picked up by my daughter."

"It's embarrassing. I hit the young one, and the old one came. I really think my daughter has no one to support me, right?"

"Has Er Gouzi come back?" Just as he shouted, there was a echoing voice from outside.

"Come back, come back, master, the villagers are all carrying hoes and sickles, ready to drive these bandits out at any time."

Er Gouzi roared very energetically, and the dozens of villagers who came also roared. The momentum, let alone, was really strong.

At least Cheng He in the room was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

It was Laifu who was beside him who supported him, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

"You...you...Qiu Zhihao, I am the county magistrate, the magistrate of the entire Wuyong County. Your actions are threatening the magistrate. I can sue you and you will be sentenced."

Cheng He shouted loudly, but the weaker and weaker voice showed his lack of confidence.

"Say, mabi, if you dare to plot against my daughter, I will let the dog bite you to death."

To be honest, Qiu Zhihao dotes on his only daughter, but the way they get along is really weird.

Just like what Xun Mi showed before, it seems that he doesn't care, but when it comes to matters related to the other party, he will defend it.

It's like that, no matter how bad my father/daughter is, I'm the only one who can scold and talk about it.

Now, when he told Qiu Zhihao about the family property, he probably wouldn't go berserk, but when it came to his daughter, he would beat someone up every minute.

"Qiu Zhihao, I will definitely let you go to jail." Cheng He hid behind Laifu very spinelessly, still only yelling with his mouth.

People from outside rushed in when Qiu Zhihao called, and they were chasing Cheng He and others.

Cheng He was hit so many times that he screamed in pain.

The villagers still have a sense of proportion, they always beat people with the hoe stick, and did not use the sharp hoe directly.

Otherwise, Cheng He would really look like he was going to be decapitated in a different place, so when Xun Mi heard the wind and rushed back, what he saw was a messy yard.

Trampled flower pots, broken branches, and potholes.

And swings and chairs with only corpses left!

Closing her eyes and opening them again, looking for the whole person is not good, mom, she likes that swing very much, because it is very similar to the swing that her husband arranged for her in the Western Fantasy Plane.

When I left, I asked them to take good care of them so that nothing would go wrong.

The results of it? Ropes floating alone on the tree trunk, and hollow carved chairs wrapped in flower vines that have been turned into two halves.

"Ah~~~ Stop it for me." A real Hedong Lion roared, and the noisy scene inside became quiet for an instant.

They stood in rows more obediently than three-year-old children, without moving their bodies.

Xun Mi still thought about how noisy the original owner was, making these people behave like quails as soon as they heard her voice.

He really is a super bear boy!

"Who can tell me, what's going on here, huh?" He raised his voice at the end, and glanced at the people in the yard one by one.

Successfully made their bodies stiffer, and those who raised their heads and chests could be called soldiers.

Qiu Zhihao quickly rushed to his daughter, grabbed its most precious cigarette pouch to show Xun Mi, and complained without hesitation.

"Damn girl, where have you been? You see, bandits have entered our house and broke your father's and mine's cigarette rods."

"Nah, nah, and your swing, that bandit did it too."

"Your father, I saw that he actually destroyed your favorite, so I summoned people to rush up and beat them without saying a word. This time your father and I will be mighty."

Er Gouzi and others: "..." Master, is it really okay for you to open your eyes and talk nonsense like this?

Cheng He and the others: "..." Next door to Mala, this shameless person, can you show some face! ! !