"Er Gouzi is right. Let's start building the wall tonight. Everyone who can move, young and old, should come and help."

"Okay, let's do it tonight!"

"Village chief, what about Jiang Dali's family? Should we inform them to help out?"

There was no need to notify Jiang Dayong's family. Now, Feng Xiuer and her family of three had been taken by Xiao Hei to pay off their debts, and he had been crippled by Feng Xiuer with a single stab.

He was injured and unable to work.

The village chief pondered, after all, this was a matter for the village, and he really needed to inform Jiang Dali's family to do their part.

So he called his eldest son, Jiang Jiacheng, and said, "Jiacheng, go to Dali's house now and tell him that everyone is going to build a wall tonight. Ask him how many people he can send."

"Yes, Father." Jiang Jiacheng replied and hurried towards Jiang Dali's house.

Jiang Dali's yard is at the entrance of the village, not far from the village chief's house.

Before long, everyone heard a commotion outside.

"What happened? Could it be that Jiang Dali is unwilling to help with the bricklaying?"

"Let's go, let's go see what's going on!"

Everyone rushed out of the village chief's courtyard and hurried to the village entrance.

Jiang Jiacheng was kicked out by Jiang Dali's family. Liu Sanniang put her hands on her hips, pointed at Jiang Jiacheng's nose and cursed, "Get out! Get as far away as you can! What are you doing building a wall? My family has no food left, what's the use of building a wall?"

"If you want to build a wall, you can build it yourselves. It's your families who have food to protect, but my family doesn't!"

Hmph, she'd love for the whole village to have all their food stolen, so that not only her own family wouldn't go hungry.

“That’s right, we’re almost out of food. What’s the point of building a wall? It’s not protecting our food. Why should we put in the effort to build a wall to help you people protect your food?” Liu San Niang’s eldest son, Jiang Yinzhu, said aggressively.

He only gets one meal a day of thin, watery porridge, and he's so hungry he's practically trembling; he's even chewed on the bed. And now these people have the nerve to ask his family to send people to do hard labor!

He absolutely refuses to go, even if it kills him!

“You guys are shameless. How can you have the nerve to ask our family to do hard labor? We don’t even have enough to eat, how can we have the strength to work? If you want our family to work, then each of your households should give us some grain.” Liu San Niang’s youngest son, Jiang Tongzhu, said with a lick of his lips.

He continued, "If you're unwilling to share your grain with us, our family won't send anyone out! Anyway, when the refugees come in, they won't be looting our house. If you ask me, it's even better if the refugees come. They can take all the grain in the village, and if we're going to starve, we'll all starve together. How can we be the only ones going hungry?"

The villagers were shocked by the shamelessness of Liu San Niang and her family.

Each family's food came from catching locusts in the fields day and night to exchange for rice, which they then took to town to exchange for cheaper coarse grains and brown rice, thus ensuring they had surplus food at home.

It's because Liu San Niang's family disdained catching locusts and didn't believe Wan Ya Tou's words that they're now resenting them. The world is going to the dogs!

The villagers were all furious after hearing what Liu San Niang and her two children said.

"What the hell? They're even cursing us!"

"Village chief, I think we should expel Jiang Dali and his family from the village. Otherwise, keeping them in the village will be a big problem."

"What if one day that whole family conspires with the refugees to come and rob our village of its grain? Would we even be able to survive then?"