The intruders were aggressive and not only vandalized the dilapidated temple but also stole many daily necessities.
Jiang Sheng was initially furious. Who was so blind as to dare to bully her, Miss Jiang?
After the anger subsided, they began to feel fortunate.
Fortunately, she had taken all her money from under the Buddha's feet in order to buy a donkey cart.
Fortunately, she bought a donkey cart and took her older brother Xu Mo with her.
Jiang Sheng couldn't imagine what would have happened to Xu Mo and Jin Douzi if she hadn't happened to buy the donkey cart.
Just then, Fang Heng returned carrying Xu Mo. Seeing the messy, dilapidated temple, he paused for a moment, a murderous aura gradually brewing in his eyes.
"What happened?" Zheng Ruqian and Wen Zhiyun were the last to enter, exclaiming in surprise, "Who did this? Who did it?"
Xu Mo frowned. "Put me down first."
Although Fang Heng didn't complain of being tired, he was still a child and couldn't be carried around all the time.
Jiang Sheng quickly straightened out the straw and tattered quilt.
Xu Mo slowly sat down, regaining his refined demeanor. "Have you offended anyone?"
There are too many.
Jiang Sheng couldn't count them even if she counted them on her fingers.
She had been a wanderer since she could remember. At first, someone would feed her a couple of bites of food, but later she started cheating, swindling, and stealing. Most of the dogs in the village had their food stolen by Jiang Sheng.
Jiang Sheng wasn't a good-tempered person either. She would fight back if she was hit, and talk back if she was scolded. If all else failed, she would secretly throw a couple of stones into the latrine in the backyard. As long as she ran fast enough, they couldn't catch her.
Just recently, there's Zhou Zhiqiang.
“They shouldn’t be from the village,” Fang Heng said slowly. “They’re still counting on Xiao Si to get medical treatment.”
"Then who else could it be?" Jiang Sheng asked, puzzled.
The siblings looked at each other, and Zheng Ruqian had the best memory. "When we first met the third brother, wasn't there someone who robbed us of money, and the third brother even taught him a lesson?"
Jiang Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's him, it can only be him. Even if others smash up the dilapidated temple, they wouldn't care about those pots and pans."
Only a beggar like Pang Dashan would go so far as to steal even his blanket.
Bah, that shameless bastard.
They must be holding a grudge from the last beating, but with Fang Heng around, they dared not retaliate rashly. So they could only follow them all the way to the dilapidated temple and sabotage them when they went out.
Jiang Sheng was furious. She had never been afraid of Pang Dashan when she was alone. Now that she had so many brothers backing her up, if she let Pang Dashan bully her, she would change her name!
"Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother!" Jiang Sheng shouted, "Let's go and get those things back!"
These supplies are important reserves for getting through the winter.
Especially those pots and pans, which represent Wen Zhiyun's longing for his parents, shouldn't be given to someone like Pang Dashan.
"Let's go." Fang Heng was the most decisive. He pulled out a stick as thick as his wrist and rushed out of the dilapidated temple.
Zheng Ruqian was also very righteous; he picked up a brick from the ground and held it in his hand.
Wen Zhiyun looked left and right, but couldn't find the stick or lift the brick. He frowned and took out two palm-sized silver needles from his medicine box.
The three brothers boarded the donkey cart together with Jiang Sheng, looking quite menacing.
Xu Mo, whose bottom had just touched the cotton mattress, rubbed his forehead with one hand, "...Wait for me."
Fang Heng was taken aback and quickly went back to help his elder brother onto the donkey cart.
Jiang Sheng took the opportunity to hide the cotton-padded coat she had bought, covering the surface with straw so that even if someone came again, they would definitely not be able to steal it.
After closing the door of the dilapidated temple, the five siblings returned to town.
Speaking of which, Jiang Sheng and Pang Dashan have some connection.
When Jiang Sheng was five years old, she met a nine-year-old boy. The two were alone and called each other brother and sister, huddling together for warmth.
The boy was older and always took good care of Jiang Sheng, giving her the best food and drink, and putting the best clothes on her first.
This situation lasted for about half a year. Just when Jiang Sheng thought that she finally had a brother and was no longer alone, Pang Dashan stopped them.
He said the boy had good potential and was very suitable to join the "Beggars' Sect," the only requirement being that he get rid of Jiang Sheng, this little burden.
The boy hesitated for a long time. He had difficulty feeding Jiang Sheng on his own, but he couldn't bear to abandon her.
Unable to resist Pang Dashan's repeated persuasion, the boy finally hardened his heart, stuffed a hot bun into Jiang Sheng's hand, and secretly ran away in the middle of the night.
From then on, Jiang Sheng had no older brother.
She wandered alone in silence, never uttering a sound when bullied by the "Beggars' Gang," only keeping her distance from them.
When Jiang Sheng took Zheng Ruqian in, she also wondered what if this older brother was also a traitor and was soon tricked away by Pang Dashan.
But seeing him crying with snot and tears mixed together, Jiang Sheng's heart softened again.
Later, after meeting Xu Mo, Fang Heng, and Wen Zhiyun, seeing their intelligence and composure, seeing them earn money diligently, and seeing the dilapidated temple gradually take on a home-like appearance, Jiang Sheng's heart slowly settled down.
Surely such outstanding brothers won't be snatched away by Pang Dashan.
But no matter how much they planned, they never expected this guy to come and vandalize their home.
Jiang Sheng was overwhelmed with both old and new grudges, and wished she could hang Pang Dashan up and beat him.
Following her old memories, she led her four older brothers to Pang Dashan's old lair—a dilapidated cave.
“This is it,” Jiang Sheng complained to her third brother. “Pang Dashan lives here.”
Fang Heng tied up the old donkey, picked up a long stick, and took the lead into the room.
Zheng Ruqian followed closely behind, carrying a brick.
Wen Zhiyun held a silver needle in each hand, pursed his lips, and stayed behind.
Jiang Sheng was about to chase after him when she suddenly remembered that Xu Mo was still on the donkey cart, so she quickly turned back and bumped into Xu Mo waving.
“Go ahead, if my legs were healthy, I would definitely go,” he said.
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