When Qin Xiaoxiao came back from herding sheep, she hugged Qin Shan who was squatting in the corner and weaving baskets: "Dad, you and your second uncle are going to the city tomorrow, right? I haven't been there for a long time, can you take me there?"

Qin Shan subconsciously refused: "No, you can't go!"

Qin Xiaoxiao was stunned and said aggrievedly: "Why don't you let me go? Last time we went to the city to sell dates, and you said you wanted to take them shopping to buy delicious food. That time you met the little brother, a human trafficker, you

You didn’t take me with you, why can’t you do it this time?”

Qin Shan touched her head and made an excuse: "Tomorrow my father and your second uncle will go to transport food, and we can't carry you."

Qin Xiaoxiao said hurriedly: "I can walk by myself, I don't need my father to carry me on my back."

"That's not okay. There are kidnappers in the city who like to kidnap little girls like you." Qin Shan threatened her.

"Don't be afraid, I won't go with the kidnapper, and dad will protect me." Qin Xiaoxiao realized that her dad really didn't want to take her there, and was being coquettish and flattering: "Dad is so powerful, he just said a few words last time to kill the trafficker.

My little brother is scared away, just take me there, you are the best dad in the world!"

"Hahahaha, your father and I are so powerful?" Qin Shan was in a dull mood all morning, and was amused by Qin Xiaoxiao's few words: "Then in your heart, who is the most powerful?"

Qin Xiaoxiao saw that his father was in a better mood and said without hesitation: "Of course dad is the most powerful. I have never seen anyone more powerful than dad!"

Qin Shan felt proud, and when he met his daughter's expectant eyes, he said cruelly: "Even if dad is the most powerful in your heart, dad will not take you to the city."

Qin Xiaoxiao's smile froze on her face, her mouth flattened and she cried loudly: "Daddy is bad! Daddy is bullying! I don't want to talk to daddy!"

This time, Qin Shan did not give in when his daughter cried like he did before. He only used his sleeves to wipe her tears: "Stop crying, you are uglier than six pounds when you cry."

Qin Xiaoxiao stopped crying, burped loudly, and then cried even louder: "Bad dad, how can you be so bad, you even bully your own daughter, wuwu——"

"Haha~" Qin Shan didn't look like he was a father at all. He hugged Qin Xiaoxiao who was crying and smiled even more happily.

The next moment, he was kicked in the waist by Mr. Qin: "Take a smile!"

Qin Shan covered his waist and stared at Mr. Qin in disbelief: "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you make this laugh?"

Mr. Qin ignored his eldest son and beckoned Qin Xiaoxiao, who was still crying, to him: "Xiaoxiao, why are you suddenly making a fuss about going to the city to play?"

Qin Xiaoxiao glanced at her father with a resentful look, and said with sobs: "Grandpa, I just really want to go and play. The city will be very lively tomorrow."

The Qin family father and son looked at each other: How could such a serious riot not be "lively"?

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't know what they were thinking, so she started holding Mr. Qin's arm and acting coquettishly: "Grandpa, just let the bad dad take me there, I will be a good boy!"

Mr. Qin touched her head and made a decision: "Just smile and pretend you don't know about that."

Qin Shan thought about what his father said and felt that if it hadn't happened, he would have taken his daughter to the city.

But I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It’s too dangerous to take my daughter there.

Mr. Qin saw what his eldest son was thinking and pushed his little granddaughter to him: "I will go with you tomorrow."

Qin Shan looked at his expectant daughter and finally nodded: "Okay, let's go together!"

The women in the family didn't know what would happen tomorrow, thinking that Mr. Qin just wanted to go shopping with Qin Xiaoxiao. For this reason, Lin Qiuniang specially asked Qin Xiaoxiao not to run around, so as not to tire her grandfather.

Zhao Xiuxiu was very uneasy, always feeling that things would change. Qin Xiaoxiao also went there in her previous life, and came back with Qin Shan and Qin Chuan after the incident. She suspected that it was due to the influence of Qin Xiaoxiao's good luck that Qin Shan

He and Qin Chuan escaped.

Especially this time, Mr. Qin actually wanted to go, which was something that had never happened before. With Mr. Qin as a variable, she was afraid that what happened in her previous life would not happen in this life, and her "precognition dream" would have failed.

What do the villagers think of her? They will definitely think that her "predictive dream" is inaccurate.

After thinking about it, she found Mr. Qin and said in a worried tone for him and Qin Xiaoxiao: "Uncle, in the dream, you and Xiaoxiao were not here. If you and Xiaoxiao go tomorrow, will you...

…”

Mr. Qin looked at her calmly: "Xiuxiu, I have lived to this age and have eaten more salt than you have eaten. I know very well what you are thinking. If you have a way to resolve that matter,

If you say it, you should consider it as a way to accumulate virtue for yourself."

Zhao Xiuxiu's face changed, and she defended herself hurriedly: "Uncle, if I have a way to resolve it, I can't hide it. I don't want you to get involved with Xiaoxiao, I really do it for you and Xiaoxiao!"

Mr. Qin nodded: "Xiuxiu, I believe you have no way to resolve it. As for Xiaoxiao and me...you have such a character, don't say such things again."

Zhao Xiuxiu's face became particularly ugly, and there was obvious anger in her tone: "Uncle, why can't you believe me for once? Do you think I am so bad?"

Except for touching Qin Xiaoxiao a few times, she has never harmed anyone else. Now she doesn't even dare to offend Qin Xiaoxiao. She is trying her best to please everyone in the Qin family, can't they see her intentions? What is going on?

How can they be willing to accept her again?

Mr. Qin looked at her angry look and shook his head: "Ask yourself first, do you want to predict the things in your dreams, do you want them to happen or not?"

After that, he didn't want to say anything more and turned back to the house.

"Want it to happen or not..." Zhao Xiuxiu murmured to herself, and came up with the answer almost without any confusion: "Does it mean that I have a bad character just because of this?"

No, this thing would have happened and it was not something she could control. Why should she be considered evil? This is unfair!

"Okay, since you want that stinky girl to change this thing, I want to see if she has this ability!"

Zhao Xiuxiu clenched her fists and stared at the room where Qin Xiaoxiao was, not believing that a three-year-old child could influence a riot that shocked the government and the public.

Early the next morning, Qin Xiaoxiao, who was full, was put on the wheelbarrow transporting grain by Qin Shan, and went out with the Qin family's father and son.

Many people had already arrived at the rice field where they were gathering.

Seeing Mr. Qin and Qin Xiaoxiao, everyone showed disapproval on their faces: "Fifth Uncle, why do you go even though you know that? And you brought Xiaoya with you?"

Mr. Qin has already thought of his words: "You all know Dashan's temperament. You can only rest assured if you look at me personally. As for Xiaoxiao, she doesn't understand anything. It would be good to use her as an excuse later to send Dashan to take her shopping."

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood Mr. Qin's painstaking efforts.

Indeed, Dashan's temper was too impulsive. In that situation, he might have fainted if someone gave him a few words of encouragement, but he could feel more at ease with Wu Bo (Fifth Uncle) watching over him.

After waiting for a while, the village chief and the rest of the people arrived. The village chief told them about the premonition dream again, and to make sure they listened, a group of hundreds of people pushed their own food onto the road to the county town.

I don't know whether it was because he was too full or too bumpy. Not long after he left, Qin Xiaoxiao's face turned ugly and he shouted that he felt dizzy and felt like vomiting, so he wanted to get down and leave by himself.

Mr. Qin had no choice but to lead her at the back and walk slowly with her.

Qin Xiaoxiao felt better. Looking at the endless queue in front of her, she asked curiously: "Are you going to give so much food to others?"

Mr. Qin's heart moved, and he said slowly: "Most of it is land tax, which should be collected by the government, and the remaining half should be given away to others."

Qin Xiaoxiao asked again: "Who are you giving it to? Why should you give it to him?"

Mr. Qin thought for a while and explained "offering" and "offering" in the simplest terms.

"Grandpa, no, these grains shouldn't be given away!" Qin Xiaoxiao spent a lot of time to understand the key point, but became even more confused: "They didn't do anything for us, how can they ask for it from us for nothing?

Where’s the food?”

Mr. Qin did not answer directly, but gave her an analogy: "Xiaoxiao has candy in her hand, and a child who is stronger than you wants to take away Xiaoxiao's candy. What will Xiaoxiao do?"

Qin Xiaoxiao said innocently: "Just reason with him. It's wrong to steal things. Only bad boys steal things!"

Mr. Qin smiled slightly and continued to ask: "What should I do if reasoning is useless? He is just a bad boy and will not listen to Xiaoxiao. When Xiaoxiao has two candies, he will take them all away."

Qin Xiaoxiao was stunned, with anger written all over her little face: "How can you be so bad! Then I will ask big brother for help and ask big brother to help me get it back!"

Mr. Qin sighed: "If you call Dabao, he will call your parents. You and Dabao still can't fight."

Qin Xiaoxiao said confidently: "Then I'll call my father and mother too. Dad is the most powerful, and he will definitely help me get the candy back!"

Mr. Qin nodded: "Yes, you have to call the most powerful people to get the things back."

Qin Xiaoxiao's mind was spinning very quickly, and he suddenly thought of the food that was going to be given away: "Grandpa, is it because there is a bad guy who is robbing the food, and we can't defeat it before we give it to him?"

Mr. Qin touched her head and said, "Xiao Xiao is so smart. You thought of it before grandpa said anything."

Qin Xiaoxiao showed her small white teeth and said unhappily: "We can't let the bad guys steal our food. We have to find a more powerful person to help us get it back!"

"Yes, we need to find a more powerful person to help us get it back..." Mr. Qin looked at his immature granddaughter and sighed softly, not knowing whether what he did was right or wrong.

Without hearing the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, no one would know that a big riot that was supposed to happen would be quietly resolved because of the words of a three-year-old child.

The grain depot is located in the east of the city, far away from the bustling downtown.

When the villagers of Qingshan Village arrived at the grain depot in the east of the city with their grains, several villages were already waiting.

As in previous years, the grain brought by these villages was still divided into two piles. After one of the small piles was weighed to confirm that the quantity was correct, someone would weigh the other pile of grain.

Dozens of people in government uniforms were walking around holding scales, shouting and shouting at people who came to collect food. If someone moved a little slower, they would be scolded or even kicked.

Those who were beaten or scolded not only should not be angry, but also had to pay attention to the government servants who beat and scolded them, for fear that they would find an excuse to cause trouble and not allow them to be weighed.

Looking at the majestic guards holding spears and swords around them, the villagers of Qingshan Village unconsciously thought of the precognitive dream mentioned by Zhao Xiuxiu.

When they thought that more than a dozen people would die under the knife and gunfire, they couldn't help but feel frightened, and once again doubted the authenticity of the premonition dream.

At this time, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd. An old man knelt on the ground tremblingly, kowtowing to an arrogant government servant: "Sir, please weigh it again. These grains have been weighed. There cannot be less."

Scale!"

"Huh, it's impossible to weigh less? Then look at what this is. You old man dares to say that I'm blind. I'm tired of living, aren't you?" The yamen servant kicked the old man hard and knocked him down.

land.

"Village Chief, are you okay, Village Chief?" Seeing the village chief being treated like this, a dozen villagers hurriedly stepped forward to help the village chief up, hating the government servant who did it.

"It's okay, it's okay. This gentleman didn't use any force. I'm okay." The old village chief was helped up, and he didn't dare to check whether he was injured. He continued to apologize to the government servant with his nostrils in the sky: "Sir, I'm just a kid who doesn't understand the rules and messes with adults.

I'm angry, but it's not easy to transport this tax grain all the way. Could you please be accommodating and put the tax grain into the warehouse first, and the younger one will go to the street to buy three kilograms of grain and come back to make up for the shortage."
To be continued...