After returning to the village, Carpenter Zhang called the others to his home and said, "We will leave early tomorrow morning. Right now, we need to make some wheelbarrows."
In fact, several people also thought about buying a cow, but they did not have enough money.
Seeing this, Tang Youyou suggested: "Call all the boys to help, and we women will go home to prepare dry food. Tomorrow, except for the necessary items, we will travel light!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt a lump in their throat and wanted to cry.
While several families were busy, there was chaos on the other side.
"Mr. Bai, you are completely devoid of conscience!"
"That's right, you're from the same clan as me, but you're so black-hearted!"
Mrs. Wang put her hands on her hips and said, "Business is about mutual consent. What? You're trying to force me to buy or sell?"
"Bah! You dare to sell black noodles for 60 wen a pound? I think you are obsessed with money!"
"It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not! I'm telling you, the grain store in the county is closed now, and I'm the only one with grain. Today it's sixty cents, tomorrow it'll be seventy cents. If you don't buy it, you'll starve to death!"
Someone swung his bag and said, "Who the hell is going to go up the mountain with me to dig Guanyin soil?"
Someone echoed: "It's either death or death, I'm going to go..."
As a result, all the people who had gathered at the Bai family's old house dispersed.
Mrs. Wang was anxious: "Huh? Do you really want to starve to death?"
The old man stamped his feet and said, "You stinky woman, look at what you have done!"
"I... I'm not wrong! Old man, what are you afraid of? We're the only ones with food right now. If you spread the word, are you afraid no one will come to buy it?"
The old man glared at her and said nothing.
But an accident happened at night.
"Ah! There's a thief!"
"Help! Help!" Wang Po shouted.
None of the neighbors came out to check.
The eldest boss looked at the room full of food and said with a sigh: "That man really didn't lie to me! Brothers, carry it for me!"
The old man tried to stop him, but was kicked and fainted.
Mrs. Wang cried out, “Stop it, damn it! Stop it now…”
The bandit put the knife to her neck and said: "If you want to live, shut up!"
Someone thought: "Boss, to be able to buy so much food, they must have a lot of money. Should we search them?"
Seeing this, Mrs. Wang shrank back and shook her head repeatedly: "Sir, all our silver has been used to buy food, it's all here, wuwuwu... please let us go!"
"Pa!" The bandit slapped her.
"Who told you to speak? You're so rude!"
Mrs. Wang covered her mouth and dared not make any sound.
"Boss, this woman is too noisy. Should we kill her?" The bandit made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Mrs. Wang cried: "No... wuwuwu"
The eldest boss slapped him hard: "Foolish thing, my wife is about to give birth, you can't kill her!"
The bandit touched his head and muttered to himself: I usually kill a lot of people, but now I start to believe in Buddhism?
"What are you still standing there for? Go search for me!"
"Bang!" The bandits kicked open the doors of the houses and started banging.
Within half a minute, the surprised voices of the two bandits came: "Boss, there are quite a few jewelry and jade pendants, look..."
The boss looked at the contents of the box and nodded with satisfaction: "No silver?"
All the bandits turned their eyes to the Bai family members standing in the corner.
Bai Ruofa was pulled out by his hair.
"Good man, don't kill me, I'm telling you...I'm telling you, all the money is with my father!"
The bandits laughed out loud. They hadn't even posed any threat yet, but this guy had already escaped.
"Coward!"
A man searched the old man's body and found fifty taels of silver notes and a few taels of silver coins.
"Look, boss, there are quite a few!"
Mrs. Wang stared at the bandit fiercely, as if she wanted to stare a hole through him.
The eldest boss was a little surprised: "I didn't expect this adobe house to be so rich!"
An idea suddenly flashed through Wang Po's mind: "Good man, the richest family in our village lives at the foot of the mountain. It is said that they have 1,000 taels of silver!"
The boss stepped forward and pinched her chin: "Do you know what will happen if you lie to me?"
Mrs. Wang nodded vigorously and said, "I swear, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, ask them!"
The others were all confused and had no idea that the Tang family had money.
Bai Hanrong understood what his mother meant: "Good man, the whole village has heard about this, it's true, but that woman is as strong as an ox, and she's not easy to deal with!"
The headmaster thought for a moment and then ordered, "Move the food back to the stronghold! I'll go meet them myself..."
But as soon as he left the yard, a subordinate came to report: "Boss, your wife is about to give birth, please go back quickly."
"Get ready!" he said as he was about to mount the horse.
Xiao Qing'er rushed out of the room and knelt in front of him: "Uncle, please accept me. I can do the laundry, cook, and take care of the children!"
That's right! This child was the one who informed Bai Ruoyi that Tang Youyou was going to be arranged to marry in the afterlife.
The boss said in a cold tone: "Get out of here!"
But Xiao Qing'er burst into tears and kowtowed repeatedly: "Uncle, please! Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, please!"
She couldn't stay here. Now all her food and money were gone. When her grandfather woke up, he would definitely take it out on her, and maybe even sell her out. It would be better for her to go with these bandits. Maybe there would be a chance for her to survive.
Didn't he just say that when someone is giving birth, one shouldn't kill them? Maybe he could live a few more days.
When the eldest master heard her say this, and thought of his wife's impending birth, he nodded slightly. "Never mind, let's just consider it a good deed for the child! You can go with them."
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