Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Who are you arresting? The people in charge are robbing us of our water." A Qing finally breathed and calmed down his breath before saying.

He told the steward what had just happened, starting with the sudden leak in their big wooden barrel.

"Sudden leak?"

As soon as the person in charge heard about this, he knew it was not simple.

Their wooden barrels suddenly leaked. Someone must have interfered with it.

"What a bunch of unscrupulous people, they dare to set their sights on me, come on, come on!" He shouted towards the yard.

The next moment, many people immediately ran towards the person in charge. When they ran over, they still had knives and sticks in their hands, as if they were going to fight outside.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Guy, follow me over there and see who is so bold as to cause trouble on my territory!" The steward took the lead and left the yard in a hurry, heading outside.

"Dad, they're gone."

In the yard, Qian Jiyun landed on the ground holding the baby.

Although there were still people guarding the yard, he naturally would not let anyone notice him. His cold eyes swept across the large wooden jars in the yard, and he knew what was inside without having to guess.

"Dad, are these filled with water?"

Qian Yinuo naturally also thought about it. What else could be in those wooden jars besides water? There are so many wooden jars in the yard. Are they all filled with water?

"There's a lot of water. Where did they get it from? These people are better than the officials here. Dad, do we want to get all this water away?"

he asks.

Qian Jiyun looked at the wooden jars and shook his head.

Naturally, he didn't want to leave the water to these people, but he didn't want to alert others. He still had to get to know these people first before he could know what to do next.

"gone."

With that said, he flew away with the little milk baby in his arms and left the yard.

On the other side, when the steward led the people to the well, there was no water left in their barrels. It had already run out.

The few people collecting grain looked at the people who had drunk enough water and turned away without leaving any eyes on them. They really wanted to step forward and step on them.

However, they can't step on those common people if they want, because they can't count how many people drank their water.

"How did that happen?"

Several people squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands.

I don’t understand how it happened. How could such a strong barrel break just a few holes?

Even if someone deliberately smashes a few holes, it's not that easy, let alone hitting every big barrel at the same time, and hitting them all!

Looking at the big wooden barrel that could no longer flow out a drop of water, everyone's eyes were full of despair.

In particular, they had no idea who it was that had destroyed all their water. If they had known, they would have been able to explain it to the person in charge.

"Where are the people? Where are the people? Who grabbed the water?"

Finally, the manager came over with a group of thugs.

But when I came to the food harvesting area, I saw that there were not many people around. The people were either queuing up or gathering in groups to talk. It didn't look like they were trying to steal their water.

"Where are the stones and water? How much was taken away?" He walked up and asked the person squatting on the ground.