Old Master Qiao started talking, exaggerating the things that Qiao Xuejun had coaxed and tricked into taking away from the warehouse: "These are all edible, and this granddaughter is so vicious that she took all the food away and left nothing for us! Yaozu's two brothers only went to help us get things because they felt sorry for us two old people!"
The rebels on duty were not interested in the latter, but only in the warehouse inventory that Mr. Qiao had mentioned before.
He pressed, "Are you sure there are dehydrated vegetables?"
The rebels were not starving like the civilians. They had military rations to eat, but they were all dry food, such as compressed biscuits. After two months, they had had enough. If there were vegetables, it would really be a change of taste.
Seeing that the rebels were very interested, Old Man Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with certainty: "Of course it's true! She moved it from her home warehouse herself. We saw it with our own eyes. How could it be false?"
The rebel on duty rolled his eyes and continued to ask, "Your granddaughter doesn't live with you. She lives alone?"
If he lived alone, he would really like to go and see, maybe he could monopolize the supplies. Unfortunately, his brothers gathered around, so he was destined not to monopolize it.
The old lady of the Qiao family nodded immediately and reported Qiao Xuejun's residence clearly. She also said, "Yes, she is alone... No, she brought a little girl with her. She is not very old. You can rest assured to take people to find them."
The rebels nodded: "What did you say to those two people at the beginning? How did you divide the supplies after you got them?"
Old Mrs. Qiao held up five fingers, seemingly generous, but actually heartbroken: "We are fifty-fifty."
The rebel suddenly laughed and asked meaningfully, "Fifty-fifty, are you sure?"
Old Lady Qiao nodded: "Sure! It's fifty-fifty!"
"What the hell!" The rebel drew out a saber and stabbed it into Old Lady Qiao's body. Blood flowed out. He laughed and said, "You guys should die too. You've lived to be so old just to steal our food."
He swung his sword again and knocked the old man down.
The old woman and the old man were caught off guard and unable to dodge, until the other side suddenly attacked and severe pain came over them, then they realized that what they were doing was like courting death.
The rebels have been doing the work of bandits all along, and robbery is their livelihood. Why should they share the spoils with others 50-50?
The two old men fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, but the rebels around them laughed: "Stupid, you still want to share with us! Let's go and see if there is any such thing as dehydrated vegetables!"
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