I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

Wang Dashan solemnly instructed the two men: "Protect your sister and don't rush forward."

Er Tou weighed the hoe in his hand, looking displeased: "Dad, why did you bring Little Sister along? Fighting is a man's job."

Wang Dashan smacked him on the head in annoyance: "I told you to protect your sister, so just do it. Why all the fuss?"

The man with the big head on the side was clearly more composed. He took Wang Yiyi's hand and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely protect my sister."

Looking at the two clueless young men, Wang Yiyi was speechless. If something really happened, who knew who would protect whom?

After thinking for a moment, she took out several bulletproof vests from the RV.

"What is this?" Wang Datou looked at the bulletproof vest with a curious expression.

"This is a gold-threaded soft armor. Quickly take off your outer robe and put it on underneath," Wang Yiyi replied.

Wang Ertou quickly covered his mouth; he had almost cried out in surprise.

He took the clothes and touched them repeatedly, whispering, "So this is what golden silk armor looks like, little sister. Where did you get it?"

He had always thought the legendary golden silk armor was impervious to swords and spears, as hard as steel. He had wondered how it could be worn, but now he understood. No wonder it was such a treasure.

Wang Yi urged, "Hurry up and put it on. Why ask so many questions? It was given to you by a deity."

Wang Ertou gave a couple of "ohs" sounds, then immediately unbuttoned his outer robe and put on the gold-threaded soft armor.

Compared to dumplings falling from the sky, he could accept this golden silk armor more.

Wang Datou was more cautious. He turned to the side to block his younger brother, and only after his brother had finished dressing did he turn around and put on the clothes himself.

Wang Dashan didn't move, and Wang Yiyi handed him the clothes: "Dad, you should put them on too."

"You wear it, I'll drape the outer robe over you, no one else will see it," Wang Dashan refused directly.

He noticed that Wang Yiyi was only holding three pieces of gold-threaded soft armor.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "Dad, you can wear it. I'm already wearing it underneath."

Wang Dashan then took the bulletproof vest.

Wang Yi didn't wear any. There were only three bulletproof vests in the RV, but she had space to escape danger.

She regretted not thinking of this sooner; she should have prepared one for her mother and sisters as well.

It was already getting dark, and everyone's attention was focused on getting to Daliu Village. In addition, the bulletproof vests were black, so they did not attract the attention of others.

Once everyone had arrived, the village head said a few words, roughly meaning that no one should be killed, and then led everyone to Daliu Village.

The group was mostly men, but there were also some women and children following behind. Wang Yiyi was not particularly noticeable in the group.

Before they even reached Daliu Village, they encountered the people of Daliu Village.

Upon hearing that people from Hedong Village were coming, Daliu Village quickly led his men over.

Once it was confirmed that the people on the other side were from Hedong Village, the village head of Daliu Village shouted loudly, "Some people in the village are ignorant, so I've brought them here to apologize."

"One cannot hit a smiling face," the village headman waved his hand, stopping the procession, and bowed respectfully to the village headman of Daliu Village: "As long as you return our grain, we can let this matter go."

The village head of Daliu Village said with a pained expression, "Village Head Wang, there really is no food, so they brought back a cart."

He pointed to a cart behind him.

Wang Lizheng gave a wink to the people behind him, and several of them went forward and searched the place. "The cart is ours, but we couldn't find the grain."

The villagers in Daliu Village were all smiles as they said, "We really have no grain, just an empty cart."

Wang Lizheng's face darkened: "The cart is right here. You say you didn't take the grain, but did you think it grew wings and flew away? Are you kidding me?"

Wang Yi walked behind, unaware of what was happening ahead, only vaguely knowing that the people from Daliu Village were in front.

She ran to the front and saw two people arguing, with an empty cart in the middle.

She realized she was in trouble. She couldn't just take out the food in front of everyone; they would definitely think she was a monster.

Wang Dashan followed, and was dumbfounded when he saw the empty cart; this was not what he had planned.

"You must have hidden the grain. We need to go in and look for it." Wang Lizheng led his men forward.

The village head of Daliu Village was far from happy. He humbled himself, apologizing and saying nice things, but the village head of Hedong Village didn't give him any face at all.

He immediately got angry: "Don't push your luck. We've returned the cart and apologized. If that's still not enough, we'll just go to the government and get to the bottom of this."

These words enraged Wang Lizheng, who waved his hand and led his men to rush inside.

The two groups quickly started fighting.

Wang Dashan was pacing anxiously to the side. Wang Yiyi tugged at his sleeve and pointed to the bushes next to them.

Wang Dashan immediately understood and quietly moved in that direction with Wang Yiyi.

Despite being well-prepared, Wang Dashan was still startled when he saw the grain appear. He quickly composed himself and shouted, "The grain is here!"

This shout only fueled the fight between the two groups.

Wang Yiyi quickly hid to the side. She didn't want to participate in this kind of fight. The two groups were so engrossed in the brawl that it was pointless to try to persuade them.

Wang Dashan almost broke out in a sweat from anxiety. The development of the situation was completely beyond his expectations. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and rushed forward as well.

Wang Yiyi wanted to stop them, but it was too late. He could only find a place with higher ground, holding a crossbow in his hand to ensure that Wang Dashan and Datou Ertou would not encounter any danger.

"What are you doing?" a sharp shout suddenly rang out.

A thought flashed through Wang Yi's mind. He put away the crossbow bolts and looked up. There was a troop of cavalry.

Upon seeing the soldiers in armor, the villagers dared not cause any further trouble and immediately stopped.

"Why are you fighting?" asked the left deputy next to the commander.

Liu Lizheng bowed and recounted the whole story: "Sir, the grain is right there, in our Daliu Village. Why should Hedong Village claim it as theirs?"

Wang Lizheng's eyes widened: "Have you no shame? You're the ones who stole our grain."

The left deputy waved his hand, and immediately a man dismounted, inspected the grain, and then quickly mounted his horse and spoke to the left deputy.

It wasn't military rations. The left deputy adopted a more relaxed expression: "Since you all say it's your own rations, you should all know what kind of rations they are and how many pounds they are, right? Tell me, and I'll distribute them to you."

After saying that, he casually pointed at Liu Lizheng and said, "You go first."

Liu Lizheng immediately lowered his head and began to stammer.

Wang Lizheng glanced at Liu Lizheng and said loudly, "If you can't tell us, then we'll speak first. Villagers of Hedong Village, tell us what you bought today!"

With a wave of his hand, the twelve people who went to buy grain that day reported in turn what grain they had purchased.

The left deputy didn't even send anyone to verify, only saying, "Hurry up and take the grain back."

After saying this, he was about to ride away when Wang Yiyi suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his way. Enraged, the left deputy shouted, "Are you looking for death?"

Wang Yi ignored them all and stared intently at the leader, asking, "Where are you from, Earth?"