MTL - My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old-Chapter 84 Basic Laws of Gods

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Chapter 84 Basic Laws of Gods

 “But...I have a request.”

“Everyone who comes to receive porridge must learn to ski.” Suisui grinned so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes, as if she was planning something.

“And the road from Wangjia Village to the town must be cleared.”

Yanchuan was startled.

 I always feel like my sister is making some preparations.

 Sister is very ambitious and she is planning everything, which makes Yanchuan extremely worried about how big the problem is.

“How about sending some villagers to teach you some self-defense skills?” Yan Chuan asked tentatively.

Sure enough, his eyes lit up when he saw Suisui.

This made his heart sink again and again.

 There must be a big disaster.

 “To teach, you must be taught.” Ten people are left there to teach every day. They have to make signs before they come to receive the porridge. If they pass, they will get a bowl!

“It’s skiing and martial arts training, do they have to agree?” Yan Hansheng stood on one side and asked with a frown.

Xu Ziyi shook his head: "Uncle Yan, in winter, a bowl of porridge can save a life. Suisui provides disaster relief close to 3,000 bowls every day, which is enough for the refugees to pay all the costs." Skiing and practicing martial arts are nothing, even human nature is Almost abandoned.

 “If I had big bones to cook porridge, would I cook more?”

"Of course, if there are bones, there will be oil and water. This can add a lot of bowls." Just stewing big bones in water will produce meat, let alone meat porridge.

Suisui nodded and turned to look at the mountains.

The beast in the mountains shuddered suddenly, as if being stared at by something terrifying.

"Then it's settled." Suisui made the decision directly.

  The second day.

When this incident was notified to the village, sure enough, it caused an uproar.

 The public response was extremely violent and resolutely opposed.

The villagers, who had just sold their grain and were full of joy, were directly shocked by the news.

 “You use the whole village’s food to provide disaster relief?”

"Are you kidding? We can understand that you are young and have a kind heart, but you can't use the village's life-saving food to do good deeds! That is our food, and it is handed over by the whole village after the autumn harvest to maintain the village!" Everyone As expected, he was angry and impatient, and cursed at the Yan family.

Where is the joy and joy of yesterday?

Suisui was not surprised at all.

 Wangjia Village is full of old farmers, and food is their lifeblood, especially in this disaster year.

“Village Chief, there are refugees fleeing from famine everywhere outside. Our village can only protect itself as much as possible. Almost... we are also part of the famine now!” If it hadn’t been for the rain, Wangjia Village would probably be on the way to flee famine.

“What kind of village chief can a child do? It’s nonsense!” The crowd in Wangjia Village was excited, and some women even wiped away tears on the spot.

If Yan Suisui dares to provide disaster relief, they will die in front of her.

Suisui looked at them with an expression on his face.

"How can a little girl be a village leader? If she were the third child in my family, what happened today wouldn't happen. Look, look, isn't it reliable?" Old Chen gritted his teeth in disgust.

Lao San has grown up like a jade these days, but now standing in the ice and snow, he looks like a rich man in the city.

 On the contrary, his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhou, is visibly old.

Old village chief Wang Youcai frowned, but still stood firmly in front of Suisui.

“If we don’t provide disaster relief, today’s situation for the refugees will be the future for Wangjiacun.” Suisui only said one sentence. If the barbarians invaded, no one in Xiushan Town would be able to survive alone.

 The entire county…

 No one is left alive.

Now that I think about it, Yan Suisui even feels that the massacre of the city in the original book was written by Yan Jiaojiao.

Even if ten thousand people were killed by mistake, the original owner would not be spared.

 Wang Youcai was trembling all over!

Mother, this is a big deal.

Wang Youcai straightened up immediately: "Suisui's name has already been heard in heaven, and the ancestors and Bodhisattvas know about it. There is no need to change it."

"This is going to kill us, this is going to kill our whole village..." Old Chen sat down on the ground, patted his legs and cried loudly.

The villagers became furious upon hearing this. There was chaos on the threshing floor and curses were everywhere.

“Change someone, change someone, change the village chief!” Brother Yan Mancang and his sister hid in the crowd and shouted, and everyone shouted.

 Yo, this is the rhythm of forcing the palace.

Wang Youcai is trembling with anger, I finally got the golden thigh!

  You bunch of visionless turtles!

 Everyone is making a big fuss, something unexpected...

 Then I saw Yanlang leading the archers to the threshing floor.

"We archers have discussed it and support all the village chief's decisions. We can owe the money and grain, and we will give it to you after harvesting next autumn."

 Twenty-four archers stood behind Suisui.

 Like a protective wall.

 The excited voices of the crowd came together...

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hansheng also came with three hundred guards.

"The **** asked me to say something. We have no objection to the village chief's decision, and everything will be abided by her decision. We can also owe it."

Three hundred people silently bowed to the village chief and stood in front of her.

Wang Xingfeng raised his hand weakly: "All the children in the village agree."

 The former Linshui villagers looked at each other and silently extended their hands.

“We have no objection! Everything will follow the village chief’s decision!”

 Their lives were saved by the group of people who came to Yan Suisui in the first place, so they should listen to her.

Xu Ziyi stood in front of the refugees: "We have no objections and follow the village chief's wishes."

 A villager in Wangjia Village? ! !

  唔!

Everyone fell silent instantly.

My mother, the strongest fighting force in the whole village is in front of her, who dares to have any objection? ? ?

"Is there anyone else who has any objections? If not, will everyone pass it?" Yanchuan asked with a smile.

 The whole village: There is a saying about MMP that I don’t know whether to say or not.

Obviously he is a short and fat man, but why are there so many guardians all at once? ?

Wang Youcai burst into tears with excitement.

Damn it, why didn’t I have this position when I was the village chief?

 I’m not convinced…

 But he was more pleased, because I must have good taste.

Yanchuan glanced at him. The archers were all taught by Yan Lang, the guards were all selected by his father, the refugees were harvested by Suisui, and Linshui Village was saved because of her.

“Very good, thank you all for your support. All members approved, and the matter will be put on the agenda tomorrow.”

Everyone in Wangjia Village watched them eagerly, but...

 Nothing can be done.

Yanchuan acted quickly. On the second day, he selected fifty people to **** the food and scare the refugees.

Suisui took a look at the grain as usual.

 Two large sacks were packed but not tied up.

His little hands secretly reached in and put thirty kilograms each, for a total of two hundred and sixty kilograms.

"Leave the disaster relief to me. Don't worry in the village... If you worry too much, you won't grow taller." Yanchuan sighed helplessly. This guy was getting more round and cute, but he didn't seem to grow taller.

Suisui’s face drooped.

"By the way, you can't speak clearly on weekdays. Why did you make Li Taihong speak so clearly last time?" Yan Chuan was surprised that you could still use words.

Suisui turned her back to her elder brother and sighed quietly.

 You don’t understand, this is the basic law of gods.

 (End of this chapter)