Sun Laizi's motionless body was dragged away by the old clerk.

The villagers also dispersed indignation, and Song Tianming personally sent the old clan away.

"He didn't steal money, right?"

Before leaving, the old friend looked at Song Tianming's eyes and asked this sentence.

Without any hesitation, Song Tianming nodded and admitted.

"right!"

"He wanted to be flirt with my wife and concubine, so I cut him down!"

"Middleman, I was wrong!"

Song Tianming's words fell, and Lao Lichang spoke with a cold look in his eyes.

"Where are you wrong?"

"Boy is wrong..."

"The fault is that the villagers should not be used to kill Sun Laizi!"

"We shouldn't have dragged Cheng Hu into the water!"

Listening to Cheng Chumo's words, the cold color in Lao Lichang's eyes dissipated.

"Your father is a great charity in our countryside. Everyone in the countryside has been taken care of by your father."

"In today's world, it's hard for people to live, but it's even harder for people like us to live."

"But everyone remembers your father's kindness, so the villagers will not have any doubts about what you said."

"This is only one thing today!"

"With three wives and concubines, I can't live a life, so I'll make a noise."

After the words came to the ground, the old clan left without looking back.

Song Tianming looked at Lao Li's back in his heart and felt a little guilty.

It’s not that he blamed Sun Laizi for being plotted to death by himself, but that he blamed himself for using these blind dates to trust him.

Back at the bluestone house, Song Tianming saw Cheng Hu sitting in the yard waiting for him with a frown.

Cheng Hu was still holding the big bluefish in his hand. Song Tianming took a deep breath and then spoke slowly.

"Thanks!"

Thousands of words finally merged into these two words.

Putting down the big bluefish in his hand, Cheng Hu stood up.

"We have cleared up. From today on, I, Cheng Hu, will never owe you any kindness to the Song family."

As the words fell, Cheng Hu turned around and left.

Song Tianming didn't say anything, but often sighed.

“…husband”

"Are you okay?"

Cheng Susu's gentle voice sounded, Song Tianming shook his head, then sat down and continued to weave fishing nets with the three girls.

"What happened today is rotten in my stomach."

Song Tianming sat on the wooden stake and watched the three girls speak slowly.

Zhou Yi and He Shuang were still frightened on their faces, but there was no trace of turmoil on Cheng Susu's face.

"Don't worry, husband!"

"The three of us sisters share the same life and death with our husband!"

"If my husband falls down, we three sisters will survive in this world..."

Listening to Cheng Susu's gentle voice, Song Tianming continued to lower his head and began to write the net.

People cannot live just to live.

You can't live to fill your stomach.

Song Tianming didn't want to live like this, but now he can only live like this.

Dangdangdangdang...

The sound of gongs spread throughout the village.

The sound of the gong was thought nine times. Every year, only on the day when the government sent a marriage, the sound of the gong would be nine times.

These nine gongs are called the bridal chamber gong, which is a gong gift from the village to all the relatives.

The sound of the gong sounded, and it was time to enter the bridal chamber!

The three women all blushed, and Song Tianming took the lead in walking into the room.

Then Cheng Susu bit her red lips and walked in the first place, followed by Zhou Yi and He Shuang.

“…husband!”

"I'm here to serve you... at night!"

As he said that, the three girls blushed and went to untidy their patched clothes.

Song Tianming shook his head directly and then spoke slowly.

"You three sleep here tonight."

"The bed is a little small, you can squeeze it."

"Tomorrow I'll go chop some firewood and make a bed. I'll be outside tonight to watch you."

After the words fell, Song Tianming walked out of the room.

The three girls were stunned and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Sister Cheng, what should I do, husband..."

"Is your husband going to have us divorced?"

"Yes, Sister Cheng, what should I do?"

Zhou Yi and He Shuang heard a panic sound, and Cheng Susu shook her head with surprise in her eyes.

"No!"

"Our husband is a dragon among humans, absolutely extraordinary."

"If my husband wants to leave us, will we still let us eat fish meat and drink fish soup?"

"Will we sleep in bed and stay in business by ourselves?"

"How could he cut off that Sun Laizi for us!"

"Whose family will get a new wife? If you don't beat us first, can your husband beat us?"

Listening to Cheng Susu's words, Zhou Yi and He Shuang's uneasy hearts suddenly calmed down.

The three women all inexplicably depended on Song Tianming.

They knew that their husband was the best man in the world.

"My husband may have been frightened by Sun Laizi's incident today..."

"Let's rest early after listening to your husband."

As the words fell, the lights in the room were also turned off.

Song Tianming was outside the room, looking at the bright moon in the night, and shook his head gently.

Marrying them just to save their lives, Song Tianming had no other idea.

Several women of sixteen or seventeen years old have not yet grown up, and Song Tianming, as a person who has traveled through time, cannot do anything.

Tomorrow, in addition to making a bed, we also have to make a large wooden barrel and let the three girls take a good bath.

Looking at the fishing nets hanging in the yard, Song Tianming chuckled a slight chuckled on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps the most interesting thing in this world is to transform step by step with your own hands.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Song Tianming fell asleep.

The next day, several rooster crows woke Song Tianming up.

“…husband!”

"You're awake, come and eat something."

Listening to the soft voice in his ears, Song Tianming slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Cheng Susu's pretty face and a pot of wild vegetable soup on the table, Song Tianming smiled.

"Su Su woke up early, so she took her two sisters to the foot of the mountain to dig some wild vegetables."

"Husband, let's eat something first."

Song Tianming got up, drank a bowl of wild vegetable soup that was hard to swallow, and then hugged the fishing net and walked out of the door with the three girls with a look of surprise.

The Nujiang River crosses Daqian, reaching dozens or even hundreds of meters deep.

Song Tianming has only one goal today, to place a terrible net and make his first pot of gold!

Song Tianming is very confident about the net he woven.

Song Tianming is more confident about the number of fish in the Nujiang River.
Chapter completed!