Upon hearing this, Madam Feng's face turned even paler. "Uncle, I am truly innocent."

Changbai looked at Gouwazi and said, "You mean, Zhang Gouwazi did all of this by himself?"

Zhang Gouwa, enduring the pain, said, "Bullshit! If you hadn't told me to do this, how would I have known the Liu family's new address? You did it, don't try to deny it."

Suddenly, an aunt in the village said, "Last month I saw Feng and Gouwazi talking at the end of the village. I thought they were getting together, one a widower and the other a widow. Turns out they were plotting to harm Liu Niangzi."

Looking over, Madam Feng saw a woman she had always clashed with, and her husband...

Everyone was still confused after hearing this. "I never expected that Madam Feng hated Lady Liu so much that she would collude with bandits to harm someone else's child."

"Now that the truth is out, I will not implicate the innocent. Guards, take Widow Feng away!"

Feng looked to the village chief for help: "Uncle, please plead for me for the sake of the deceased Dafa. I know I was wrong. How about this, I will give Anxin to the Liu family as collateral."

The village chief's face darkened. "An Xin is Da Fa's only daughter. You've already committed many sins, and now you want to give your own daughter away? What are you up to?"

Zhang Anxin's grandmother rushed out and beat Feng Shi, saying, "You heartless bastard, it's better if you die, just don't ruin our Anxin's life."

He knelt before Liu Huan again and begged, "Madam Liu, the grievance has its source and the debtor its debtor. You can kill or torture Feng Shi as you please, I will have no complaints. Please, can you release the child?"

Liu Huan scoffed, "What do you mean I released the child? Did I say I wanted her?"

Looking at Zhang Anxin in the corner, I felt only disgust. How could she want the child of a wicked woman? "I have my own son and daughter, why would I want someone else's child?"

Zhang Anxin, who was standing to the side, was secretly delighted. If she could really go to the Liu family, she might be able to live the life of a young lady. However, she did not expect Liu Huan to say such a thing.

Her expression changed drastically, revealing a resentment and malice that shouldn't be present on a child.

"Take Widow Feng away for a thorough interrogation. All other bystanders should stay home and await further instructions. If any witnesses are not present when summoned, they will be treated as accomplices of bandits."

A group of people knelt on the ground with their heads down, not daring to speak. When Feng saw the village chief's evasive eyes, she knew he wouldn't save her.

He could only turn to Liu Huan for help, saying, "Sister Liu, I know I was wrong, please forgive me. I will definitely work like a cow or a horse to repay you in the future."

Liu Huan said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I will forgive you, but unless my son is in front of me right now, even if you die, it will not ease my hatred."

Upon hearing this, Madam Feng's legs went weak, and she might have knelt down if the soldiers hadn't been supporting her.

On the other hand, Zhang Gouwa looked at Su Yi and said, "Sir, if I report her, can I go back? I have a child to raise at home, and I can't go to jail."

Suddenly, a thin, dark-skinned child ran over from the side, knelt on the ground, and said, "Sir, I don't need my father to take care of me. He has never taken care of me. If you make a mistake, you should go to jail."

Zhang Gouwa clung to the prison cart, shouting and cursing, "When I get out, I'll beat you to death, you little beast! I should have drowned you in a urinal back then, you unfilial son!"

Changbai waved his hand, and the main group turned back. The village chief led everyone to stand up, sighed, and said, "Did you all hear that? You are not allowed to go anywhere. If the messenger is not here and causes trouble for the village, don't blame me for expelling you from Heshui Village."

Everyone lost interest and went home. The village chief looked at Zhang Gouwa's son and said, "San Gou, no matter what mistakes he makes, he's still your father. You shouldn't..."

He left before he could finish speaking, leaving the thin, dark-skinned boy standing there, clenching his fists and muttering to himself, "If you do something wrong, you should be punished. I did nothing wrong."

In a small town in Wushan,

There were several six- or seven-year-old children locked in a room, all of them very beautiful, whether boys or girls.

But no one spoke at this moment; they ate their food quietly, behaving very obediently.

Several burly men pushed the door open and entered. "Eat quickly, we should leave after you finish."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut, causing the children to drop their food.

Where do you think they're taking us?

"I don't know, I don't like these dishes, they're not as good as the food at home."

"Yes, I miss my parents so much. The bed here is very uncomfortable to sleep in."

Clearly, these beautiful children were raised by wealthy families. Everyone was chattering about it, but the one sitting in the corner quietly ate his food without saying a word.

The little girl next to him poked him with her finger and said, "What's your name? You're so handsome."

The boy glanced at her indifferently, then turned and ate his food.

The little girl got angry and huffed twice, saying, "Hmph, fine, I won't talk then. When my father comes to save me, I'll make him not save you."

The boy remained silent, because he knew that if he could be rescued so easily, he wouldn't be here.

Soon after they finished eating, those burly men came in again, tied their hands one by one, and stuffed them into the carriage.

"Let's go, once we've finished our work, we can go home."

"Big brother, these are all pretty good this time."

"That's because... don't they even know who captured them?"

"Who captured him?"

"Who captured him is none of your business. Quickly send him to the Second Master's residence. If anything goes wrong, you'll be asking for his head."

The children inside the carriage craned their necks, trying to look outside, but were covered by a black cloth.

"Behave yourselves, you'll be free when we get there."

Perhaps because there was a sleeping potion on the cloth, the children quickly fell into a deep sleep. When they woke up, they were in another place, and it was already dark.

Where is this again?

"Waaaaah, why haven't my parents come to find me yet?"

The door opened again, and this time it wasn't a burly man who came in, but a man dressed like a steward. "Someone, take this crying girl to Second Master's courtyard."

Two men dressed as servants came in, grabbed the little boy, and left.

The wailing and lamentation faded into the distance, and long afterward, everyone seemed to be able to hear the echoes.

"Behave yourself, if anyone cries, you're next."

Everyone was so frightened that they covered their mouths and dared not make a sound. The boy was not brought back until dawn. His clothes were torn to shreds and he had burn marks on his body.

He was thrown to the ground like he was dead. Everyone started to panic, and some began to sob softly, "Waaah, I don't want to be here anymore, I want to go home."

No one came in to stop the crying. The cold-hearted little boy remained calm. He knew no one was coming to save him and he had to rely on himself.

While everyone was crying themselves to sleep, he swept a lot of dust from the ground and applied it to his face, clothes, and body.

That night, they grabbed another child from inside, allowing him to escape for another night.