PFC Chapter 202 I've Been Wronged
Chapter 202 I've Been Wronged
After inspecting the village, they went to her farm next.
After the factory was built, his farm was rarely visited and it was entirely guarded by the villagers, people working in the factory and the village chief.
As soon as I arrived at Zhuangzi, I saw that it had changed.
The entire village is no longer dilapidated. Like their Luojia Village, it is surrounded by fences and the houses in the village have basically all been rebuilt.
There were bursts of laughter coming from inside.
There are children, old people and young people. From their laughter you can hear their happiness, carefreeness, relaxation and lack of pressure.
Before he even saw the scene inside, Lan Ning couldn't help but smile. In this dynasty, there were no mobile phones, no televisions, no air conditioners, and no electrical appliances of any kind.
The people here treat human life as worthless. Frame-ups, beatings, scoldings and plots are commonplace. Every day is tiring and busy, and she has to be cautious every day. But she doesn't know why, she just feels very happy here.
Maybe there are no people who look down on her, maybe there are no people who are always trying to trip her up behind her back, maybe people here like her, maybe she has many little fans who admire her.
This is her brand new life, completely different from her previous life when she was cowardly and timid, like a little mouse that everyone despised.
"Come on, let's go in."
Lan Ning smiled widely and just as he got closer, he suddenly heard a lot of dogs barking at the door, and several people stopped immediately.
"Where did these dogs come from? From the sound of it, there are quite a few of them.
If you dare to yell at me, I will punish you severely."
Lan Ning and Mu Zhongting immediately became nervous.
"Grandpa, what do you want to do?"
Old Man Mu ignored them and rushed towards the gate quickly with his legs.
“Woof woof woof woof.”
The dogs inside heard a response from outside, and the barking was so loud and so fast that they immediately felt their dignity was threatened.
The guard dogs took a deep breath and barked even louder at the door.
There is no doubt that with so many dogs fighting against an old man, they will definitely win.
But in a moment, Old Man Mu's voice was completely covered up.
"Hey, you cursed pretty dirty."
Old Man Mu stood up, brushed the dust off his hands, and walked up to the group with his head held high like a victorious rooster.
"Okay, look at how powerful I am. I conquered the dog in there with just one move."
The dog's barking was so miserable, tragic, and heartbreaking that it finally attracted those who were busy working in the factory.
"What happened? Listen to these dogs barking until their throats are hoarse. Okay, okay, stop barking."
When they saw someone coming who could make the decision for them, the dogs stopped barking and started whimpering and crying.
"Alright, alright, you've been wronged. I'll give you some more meat later. Go and have a rest. We'll see what's going on."
The people who usually feed these guard dogs feel very sad to see the puppies they have raised from childhood looking so aggrieved.
The door finally loosened and opened a little but not completely. It only opened a small gap while being locked.
Several pairs of eyes looked out through the cracks, wanting to see who was outside, whether it was safe, whether it would cause them harm, and only if they were sure it was safe would they open the door.
This was the method their housekeeper told them, saying that this was how the young lady taught the people in their village.
Pairs of eyes looked out through the crack in the door, and everyone was startled and jumped back.
They looked at each other in confusion, what had they just seen?
"I saw a person with bloodshot eyes and burnt yellow eyes staring at us."
"I saw it, too. I saw it, too. Could it be that someone was infected with the disease and came to our village?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone started to panic.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and close the door, lock it, lock it, and find some wood to prop up the door."
Ok?
Question marks appeared on the heads of the people outside.
"What happened? They saw us and closed the door even tighter."
Lan Ning shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
"If you don't know what's going on, just kick the door open and you'll know."
Meng Anran tilted his head expressionlessly, obviously not understanding why they were so upset about a door.
“Wouldn’t it be rude to kick the door open? And if it is opened, we’ll have to spend money to repair it, which is such a waste.
I'll go call them."
"Bang bang bang."
This time, what came from outside was no longer a dog barking, but someone knocking on the door.
"Open the door, it's me, I'm back."
The voice is tender and crisp.
“Sounds familiar.”
"Not only does it sound familiar, but it also sounds a bit like Miss's voice to me."
"It's impossible that no one notified us that the young lady was coming back."
"Quick, quick, open the door again. Maybe we were mistaken just now. If the young lady really came back, we would be guilty of locking her out like this."
The discussion inside was quite loud and people outside could hear it clearly.
"It seems that they really recognized the wrong person just now."
This time when the door opened, the people inside saw no longer a pair of scary eyes, but the lady they had been thinking about for a long time.
"Miss, yes Miss, please open the door quickly."
"The young lady is back, the young lady is back, go and inform others, the young lady is back."
The people inside were very excited, but they did not forget to open the door.
All I heard was that the wooden door that was locked with layers of shackles was being unchained layer by layer.
The first ones to rush out were not the people in the village, but a group of authentic local dogs with yellow fur all over their bodies.
There are as many as eight of them, and each one looks exactly the same. Could they be born from the same mother?
Before they could figure out whether these dogs were from the same father and mother, or had the same father but different mothers, or had the same mother but different fathers, people from the village poured out in large numbers.
"Miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss."
These people were like the chirping of mountain sparrows, and many "Miss" kept coming out of their mouths to express their excitement.
Lan Ning felt a little dizzy after hearing their calls.
"Okay, I already feel your enthusiasm, stop yelling. And get these dogs away, they're almost biting my skirt."
Several people looked down and saw that the eight puppies were distributed very evenly, two of them each biting their clothes and skirts madly.
"Big Bear, Little Bear, let me go.
Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, Si Mao, Wu Mao, Liu Mao, please let go of the lady's skirt."