He was so composed in the past that everyone forgot that Xu Mo was just an eleven-year-old child.
He can also get excited and fight to avenge his sister.
Jiang Sheng grinned, revealing her teeth, and rushed into the cave.
However, it was only a moment too late; the battle inside had already ended.
The second brother, carrying a brick, opened his mouth wide. Before the fourth brother could even show his silver needles, the third brother, carrying a stick, single-handedly knocked down Pang Dashan and his two followers.
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Pang Dashan almost wet his pants, trembling and clutching his head, pleading, "Don't hit me, don't hit me! Your things are back, all of them are back!"
Fang Heng snorted coldly and remained silent.
Zheng Ruqian rushed over and started searching for things.
The pots and pans are still there; we carried them back onto the donkey cart. The cotton-padded coats are also there; we took them all back.
The two quilts brought from the clinic are missing.
Fang Heng stepped on Pang Dashan's hand, causing him to scream in pain, "It's next door, it's next door."
Jiang Sheng rushed out of the cave and found an even smaller cave next to it. After going inside, she found several children lying inside.
They must be newly taken in by Pang Dashan. They all looked quite young, lying on the straw in tattered clothes, fast asleep.
They must have gone a long time without eating; their stomachs were rumbling, and their mouths were moving unconsciously.
The two quilts were currently covering them, but Jiang Sheng couldn't reach out and take them back.
She experienced cold, hunger, and nearly froze to death.
The nine-year-old boy who was taken away by the huge mountain had no clothes to wear in the cold winter and collapsed in the snow and never woke up again.
His last words before he died were: "Jiang Sheng, take my clothes away."
Take it to keep warm, so you can survive.
Jiang Sheng cried, her tears falling drop by drop and quickly freezing into ice.
She felt like she was about to collapse; her fingers were stiff, and her breath was gradually losing its warmth.
Later, Aunt Zhang took her back, gave her a bowl of hot soup and a tattered coat, and helped her find a dilapidated temple to stay in.
Jiang Sheng is only alive now.
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