The cries of adults and children echoed throughout the valley. Seeing that Sanya was about to fall at any moment, Ling Huanwu's heart was in her throat.

Looking out from the suspension bridge, there were at least fifty people, far exceeding the bridge's capacity!

It's unimaginable how many lives she, as the organizer, would have to bear if the suspension bridge had collapsed!

Ling Huanwu clenched her fists at her sides and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

She glanced at the structure at both ends of the suspension bridge and made a decision.

Finding the medicine box I had prepared earlier in the space, I ran back to the edge of the valley, only to find the suspension bridge swaying violently like a reed bed in a gale.

Aunt Liu, on the outermost side of the suspension bridge, was already half-suspended in mid-air, still tightly clutching Sanya, whose voice had become hoarse from crying. Wood chips kept falling from the gaps in the bridge planks, and the soldiers' hoarse shouts were drowned out by the screams of the crowd.

Ling Huanwu didn't dare to shout "Don't push!"

By this time, the crowd was no longer willing to listen to advice.

His gaze swept over the crooked old banyan tree by the bridge, then he caught sight of the roll of thick hemp rope issued by the flood control team in the side pocket of his medicine kit, and his heart suddenly settled.

"Xiao Wang! Can I borrow your carabiner?" she suddenly raised her voice and shouted to Wang, the guard in military uniform, on the other side of the bridge. At the same time, she quickly wrapped one end of the rope around the base of the banyan tree three times and tied a knot.

While the soldiers were still stunned, she grabbed the other end of the rope and rushed toward the suspension bridge, her shoes slipping several times on the wet rocks.

Rushing to the bridge but being pushed back by the surging crowd, Ling Huanwu simply climbed up the nearby rocks, leaning half her body over the suspension bridge: "Watch me! Hold onto the rope! This rope can hold the bridge!"

The commotion in the crowd subsided.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Huanwu stuffed the hemp rope in her hand into the nearest soldier's hand, and then took out a wide strip of cloth for bandaging from the medicine box. "If you have elderly people or children at home, use this cloth to tie them to your body! Don't let the children out of your hands!"

Upon seeing Ling Huanwu, the women all burst into tears, their eyes red. "President Ling, you've finally come out! Waaah..."

Ling Huanwu's eyes immediately reddened. Without exchanging pleasantries with everyone, she pointed at her second aunt and shouted, "Second aunt, you go first! Hold onto the rope and step firmly on each plank!"

"Aunt Liu, grab Second Aunt and pull Sanya up!"

Second Aunt gritted her teeth and stepped onto the bridge. The suspension bridge, which had been swaying violently, became more stable thanks to the pull of the hemp rope.

Aunt Liu regained her balance and quickly pulled Sanya, who was stuck under the wooden plank of the suspension bridge, up.

Now the crowd seemed to have found their backbone. The few men who had been at the front of the crowd stepped back and helped the soldiers tie the rope to the bridge railing.

Ling Huanwu stayed at the end of the bridge, protecting the elderly who had been separated from the group and using strips of cloth to tie several neglected children to the young adults.

"Step on the middle plank! Don't step on the edge!"

As she helped an elderly woman tighten her trouser legs, she called out, and with her sharp eyes, she noticed a loose plank in the middle of the bridge. She immediately rushed over to hold it up: "This plank is loose! Everyone, step over it!"

Suddenly, the suspension bridge slumped down, and the young man at the very end lost his footing and slid into the valley.

Ling Huanwu reacted quickly, grabbing his belt, and two soldiers behind her immediately rushed over to help.

The young man turned pale with fright, but she didn't let go. Instead, she pushed him towards the bridge, saying, "Don't be afraid! Follow the people in front and hold on tight to the rope!"

The thunder was still booming overhead, and the roar of waves crashing on the shore could be heard in the distance, but the queue on the suspension bridge gradually became orderly.

Some people helped the elderly, while others carried the young.

Thick hemp ropes were stretched along both sides of the suspension bridge to form two safety lines.

Ling Huanwu carried her medicine kit and moved through the line, sometimes helping to adjust the tightness of the cloth strips, sometimes reminding everyone to avoid the loose planks. The originally chaotic screams gradually turned into mutual reminders such as "Walk slowly" and "Help the elderly".

Once the last person stepped onto the flat ground on the other side, Ling Huanwu breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the banyan tree and slid down, only to find that her palms were already bleeding from the hemp rope, and her shoes had worn a large hole in the sole.

But seeing the villagers on the other side of the bridge helping each other count heads, and the grateful looks the soldiers gave her, she wiped the rain off her face, took out iodine from her first-aid kit, and walked over to the young man she had rescued.

The iodine had just been applied to the young man's arm when a loud shout came from behind him. "Ling Huanwu, will you die if you don't have a man? Still flirting with men! Where did you put my son?"

The angry voice echoed through the valley, startling everyone crossing the bridge, who jumped back in surprise.

Chu Mei strode over, leaning on the suspension bridge, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at Ling Huanwu.

Behind her were Su Haiting and several others who had just fainted at the cemetery, as well as Captain Sun and Political Commissar Hao and their group.

The cotton swab in Ling Huanwu's hand fell to the ground, and it was too late to put her headscarf back on.

Chu Mei crossed the suspension bridge in a few steps and rushed to Ling Huanwu, intending to violently pull her away, but was separated by a group of aunties who protected Ling Huanwu.

"What are you doing? Do you intend to beat your daughter-in-law in public?"

"That's right, the era of mothers-in-law being domineering is over. If you're not happy about it, save your strength for when you're a hundred years old!"

Blocked by a group of aunts, Chu Mei could only bar her teeth and claws as she roared angrily, "Where's my big dog? Has he come looking for you? You jinxed vixen, you weren't satisfied with killing your brother-in-law, are you going to kill your brother-in-law too? Where are you hiding him? Hand him over now, or I won't let you off the hook!"

The aunties all stared wide-eyed, shocked by Chu Mei's frenzied expression.

Everyone in Stone Village knew that Commander Zhao's wife didn't love her eldest son, but now she was acting so madly that she was even more insane and devastated than mothers who had lost their young children.

Ling Huanwu was also surprised by her reaction.

I was even more shocked by her statement that she "killed her brother-in-law"!

She opened her mouth, about to explain to Chu Mei that Zhao Jingxiang had already returned to the city.

But Su Haiting and her group jumped out and started making up stories to smear her.

"Ling Huanwu, you are simply a vicious woman! You killed Niu Guanfu and his son, and now you've escaped from prison and caused the death of your uncle. You're even harming your brother-in-law because of your mother-in-law relationship! How could you be so heartless and insane!"

Su Haiting spoke louder and louder, still holding the tin megaphone she had used for promotion on the drying ground. She pointed at Ling Huanwu and said something that was absolutely earth-shattering, even more energetic than when she had promoted the relocation.

"Folks, do you know what this woman did down the mountain just now?"

"She actually blew up the seaside cemetery and dug up the coffins! Her evil deeds are outrageous and infuriating, and... and she even took your family members..."

She deliberately hesitated, leaving room for everyone's imagination, and appeared heartbroken, making the villagers feel as if they could see their deceased family members being abused.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, many villagers' eyes turned red, and they stared at Ling Huanwu with wide eyes, wishing they could devour her alive.