Jiang Zhi followed the sound and saw that the refugees were indeed being stopped.

There were more than a dozen people around Xu Youcai.

Jiang Zhi knew these people; they were all Xu Youcai's brothers and nephews.

Although Xu Youcai and Xu Youmao are brothers, they have many sons and their descendants are numerous and prosperous. In just three generations, there are more than a dozen young and strong people in the village. They are a family that can rival the village chief.

In particular, his nephews were all farmers who knew the land well, so this small group of refugees was no match for them.

Xu Youcai, carrying an axe, tapped on the cart in the hands of the leader, "Second Uncle": "You people have blood on your feet. You have to pay to rest in the village, otherwise you'll pollute the feng shui of our village."

"Second Uncle" pleaded, "Sir, those soldiers were looting and killing people. We were forced to flee for our lives. We walked more than a hundred miles and were so tired that we came into the village to find some water and stay for the night."

Seeing that Xu Youcai and his group were aggressive, he had no choice but to plead with them.

Xu Youcai's eyes were fixed on the luggage carried by the refugees. When he saw a man carrying a leather rug in the crowd, his eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm not a petty person. You can choose between money or grain! Two catties of grain per person, or five hundred coins."

These words immediately caused a stir. There were nearly ten refugees of all ages. Each person had two catties of grain, which would amount to twenty catties. If they were made into porridge, it would be enough for everyone to eat for more than ten days.

I'm walking on the street now, not knowing when I'll be able to settle down, so how could I dare to waste food like this?

As for money, there's no room for negotiation. Five hundred coins used to be enough for a family to live on for two months, but now it costs five hundred coins just to find an empty house to sleep on the floor. It's better to just rob them.

One of the refugees gritted his teeth and shouted, "Everyone has difficulties when they're away from home. Don't go too far! We're not people who can be bullied easily."

Xu Youcai sneered: "So what if I rob you? You're just here to give people money. If you're so capable, then learn from me and stay in your village instead of running away. You're such a spineless coward!"

This statement was like a bucket of cold water poured into hot oil; it immediately caused an uproar.

The two sides immediately started fighting, throwing punches and kicks, sending sticks flying, scattering things all over the ground, and adults and children crying together.

Without saying a word, Jiang Zhi immediately grabbed the stunned Xu Errui and ran back.

Turbulent times produce heroes, but not everyone can become a hero in troubled times.

Although Jiang Zhi had been with her grandfather, who collected medicinal herbs, since childhood and had been forced to learn a few ways to strengthen her body, she had forgotten them all after starting school.

The original owner's ability to be shrewish and verbally abusive was not suitable for this occasion.

Xu Errui, pale-faced, retreated. He had been tense just moments before, but seeing the refugee lying on the ground after only two rounds, he was somewhat surprised and said, "Refugees... are they like this! They're not as terrible as the rumors say, with their murders and arson."

Jiang Zhi pouted: "You think everyone is like that..."

There are strong people out there, they just haven't arrived yet.

Ordinary farmers have no fighting power, but don't forget there are also those like the protagonist who kill their way through and gain merit by stepping on people's heads.

These refugees were exhausted and had children with them, which is why they were so weak.

Judging from the new scars on Xu Youcai's face and the burned-down houses in the village, with no bodies but only bloodstains, it's clear that he must have encountered some tough guys, been beaten, and had his house burned down.

Before Jiang Zhi could figure out how to explain, Xu Errui thought of another problem: "Xiao Tian, ​​uh! The village chief and the others also encounter robberies outside..."

Jiang Zhi was speechless: With that ruthless male lead around, it's not certain who will steal whom, but the village chief and his dozens of people will have a lot of trouble.

The fight here ended quickly, and the people of Xujia Village won a complete victory!

Xu Youcai and his men cursed and ransacked the refugees' belongings.

On the ground, men groaned in pain, women knelt and kowtowed repeatedly, and children cried loudly nearby.

Seeing the pitiful state of the place, Xu Errui couldn't bear it any longer: "Mother, Uncle Youcai and the others have gone too far. They didn't leave those people anything at all. They have no food or water and have to walk. Isn't this just taking their lives?"

Jiang Zhi frowned, but her heart remained unmoved as she recalled the look in the Second Uncle's eyes.

She held onto the agitated Xu Errui tightly, saying, "If we were to flee on the road, our fate would be the same."

Chaotic times are a different kind of life; even a small village can reflect all walks of life.

Some people hide away, just like myself, hiding in the mountains to escape the world.

Some people fled, but the village chief and his men went with the flow, robbing the weak and relying on the strong, and in the end, they even added traitors.

Some people have turned into demons. Xu Youcai and his family have long harbored evil intentions, and now they have simply been given the opportunity.

Young people, it's not wise to be a saint in chaotic times. You can't save everyone, and don't forget that you can't even save yourself.

They were often hungry, and even if they went up the mountain, the food wouldn't last more than a few months.

Xu Errui was restless and anxious. He was clearly feeling sorry for her. Jiang Zhi reached out and pinched his ear, lowering her voice to say, "Don't meddle in my business."

Just then, one of Xu Youcai's nephews suddenly shouted, "Who's behind us? Come out!" He then immediately rushed behind the wall next to the courtyard.

With a tug, a person was pulled out from the haystack behind the wall.

Xiao Man looked panicked, carrying a strangely shaped frame on her shoulder, and gave Xu Youcai a forced laugh: "Uncle Youcai, I'm just here to pick up something from home!"

Jiang Zhi's face turned green. Damn it! Why did Xiao Man have to come at this time of year?

Xu Youcai and his gang are no longer the uncles who farm; they are thugs who extort and rob.

And he certainly didn't want the villagers to know what he was doing.

Sure enough, Xu Youcai stared at Xiaoman with a dark face: "What did you see just now?"

Xiaoman hesitated, unsure how to answer.

Jiang Zhixin's heart sank: Xu Youcai was going to kill her to silence her.

Xiaoman's family only has this one child who can be considered a normal laborer, so nothing can happen to him.

If something were to happen to Xiaoman, the entire family, including the elderly, the weak, and the disabled, would be doomed.

Weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Zhi stepped out from her hiding place: "Brother Youcai, this child came with me."

"Granny Jiang, what are you doing here?" Xu Youcai's face darkened even more when he saw Jiang Zhi.

Granny Jiang was notoriously twisted and vicious; she would throw mud at anyone who was unreasonable, and even if she was right, she would still throw herself on the ground and create a hole.

In terms of power, he was a big shot in the village.

She was on par with the powerful village chief and herself, so everyone avoided her.

The Xu family members' expressions changed when they saw Jiang Zhi. Although she was just a woman, her tyranny had been a long-standing problem for them, and they could run into her everywhere.

Jiang Zhi strode over, grabbed Xiao Man and pulled her to her side. Then, mimicking the way the original owner usually cursed, she put her hands on her hips, spit on the ground with a crooked mouth, and said, "Xu Youcai, you're the kind of person who doesn't cover his face when he's pooping. Aren't you afraid of others seeing?"

Now you still have the nerve to ask Xiaoman what it means? What it means is none of our business. I find it disgusting to even glance at it.

Let me tell you, we are from this village, we can come and go as we please.

"The village chief has only been gone two days, and you think you can get away with this? Don't even think about it!"

Xu Youcai was once again subjected to a torrent of abuse, his face turning a deep purplish-red. A surge of rage welled up within him: "Granny Jiang, believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

"Hit me, hit me! If you don't, you're a coward!"

"Only after you hit him will Chang Gengbo and the others know what kind of person you are. Our neighbors waiting on the mountain will also know what kind of person you are!"

Jiang Zhi rushed up to Xu Youcai, looking fearless.

She's gambling.

It's possible that Xu Youcai still retains the nature of a farmer from the village. If he wants to continue to establish himself in Xujia Village, he will now be more concerned about his reputation.