"Uncle, quickly tell them to come down and move the grain," Lin Yinan reminded the group, who were filled with surprise and joy.

Lin Shuo wiped away his tears, "Yes! Yes!"

Then, Lin Yizhang tied two bags of grain to one rope and attached them to the other rope.

When the villagers saw the two loads of grain being brought up and heard Lin Yizhang explain the situation below, everyone in Linjia Village was extremely excited.

Except for the children, all the villagers woke up and gathered around the cave entrance, wishing they could go down and carry the grain up themselves.

Finally, under the village chief's command, two more ropes were lowered into the cave, and more than a dozen young men were sent down to help.

After all the grain was transported up, it was weighed and found to weigh over ten thousand jin (5,000 kg).

The clan chief, village chief, and several elders were discussing how to distribute the grain, holding booklets.

Several bonfires were lit in the camp, and the villagers sat around them, eagerly awaiting their arrival.

After being pulled up, Old Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhang regained consciousness after being given two acupuncture treatments by the village doctor.

Right now, he's bragging to the old ladies in the village.

"Thanks to Zheng'er's miracle, I fell into this hole, which allowed our village to get so much grain for free."

Grandma Zhao shook off her recent dejection and began to speak with great enthusiasm.

"Aunt Zhao is a blessed person."

"That's right, my granddaughter is also very capable; she even dared to kill a barbarian."

The village chief cleared his throat, and the villagers immediately quieted down.

"The total amount of grain pulled up from the cave is about 10,000 jin. The village has decided to distribute the grain to everyone, regardless of age, on a per capita basis, with each person receiving 20 jin. Lin Yinan, Old Lady Zhao, and Zhang Shi, who have contributed to the village, will receive double the amount. The remaining grain will be recorded in the public account book for future needs."

The villagers all said they had no objections.

The Zhao family, along with Li Shulan and her two children, and even Lu Changqing, received a total of 300 jin of grain.

Just as Grandma Zhao was about to put the grain away, Lin Yinan noticed with her sharp eyes that there were a few words printed inconspicuously in the lower left corner of the sack.

"Soldier Xincheng!"

"Is this the government's grain?" Lin Shuo was shocked, both worried and afraid.

Lin Yinan's eyes lit up and she came up with a solution.

"Uncle, we exchanged the bags for our own, and then we burned them."

Some government officials are abusing their power for personal gain, secretly hiding so much grain. The people of Linjia Village took it, but who would know?

The village chief and clan head have also discovered the problem and are sending people to inform the villagers.

Ordinary people under feudal rule were terrified of officials and held them in great awe.

After the grain was distributed, the village chief personally inspected it to ensure that no household left behind any bags with printed words.

It's not safe to stay here. Since none of us can sleep, let's get up and continue our journey.

Just two hours after they left.

Huang Guichang arrived here with his family and two hundred men. The manager led his men to the cave where the grain was stored, only to find it empty.

"Sir, we've run out of food!"

Huang Guichang kicked the steward, who had stumbled back, to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What? Say that again?"

"Sir, we've run out of food!"

The steward covered his face and wept bitterly. The Hu army was coming, and they fled in panic. Without food, what would they eat in the future?

"Who? Who did this?"

Enraged, Huang Guichang drew his sword and began hacking at the roadside weeds.

A subordinate ran over from a distance, "Sir, we've found signs that someone was stationed there on the flat ground over there."

"Can you find out who it is?"

The subordinate continued, "Judging from the traces at the scene, there were three or four hundred people, probably refugees fleeing the disaster."

Which direction did they go?

"In the direction of Sword City."

Huang Guichang took out a map from his pocket and handed it to the steward.

"Manager, take some men and dig out the grain from the other two places. Luckily, we didn't put all the grain together in the first place."

"Yes, sir."

The manager personally selected a strong and capable subordinate, who took a map and went to dig for grain.

Huang Guichang narrowed his eyes, determined to kill those peasants who stole his grain.

Having enough food on hand means you won't panic.

The people of Linjia Village no longer worried about going hungry, and they walked all the way until the afternoon when the livestock were too tired to walk any further, at which point they stopped.

The village chief ordered them to rest there for an hour before continuing.

Lin Yinan was exhausted and sleepy after being woken up in the middle of the night. She laid a tarpaulin on the ground and fell asleep without saying a word.

In a daze, I heard Lin Yi'an crying and Old Mrs. Zhao cursing.

Lin Yinan was woken up by the noise. After listening for a while, she realized that her cute and adorable younger brother had been taken away.

She opened her eyes and simply sat up.

Then you see Lin Qiutao, that innocent-looking girl, pulling her youngest sister along, looking like she's been wronged by the old lady's scolding.

"Grandma Zhao, you, you shouldn't speak so harshly. Chunfang only ate half an egg from Lin Yi'an."

Grandma Zhao spat fiercely, "Pah, are you a starving ghost carrying a baby? You even snatched my grandson's half-eaten egg."

Lin Yinan walked to Lin Yi'an's side, took an egg from her spatial storage, put it in his hand, and wiped away the tears on his face.

"Don't cry, here, take this from me."

Lin Qiutao raised an eyebrow, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes. Remembering Lin Yinan's ruthlessness in killing, she dared not confront her directly.

She said softly to Grandma Zhao, "Grandma Zhao, you are a magnanimous person. Please don't hold a grudge against Chunfang over something as trivial as half an egg."

Just as Old Mrs. Zhao was about to start scolding, Lin Yinan pulled her away.

"Grandma, don't interfere with the children's play."

Lin Chunfang's eyes lit up as she stared intently at the egg in Lin Yi'an's hand, drooling as if she had never eaten an egg before.

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