Chapter 211: Forced
The fake monk's voice was filled with anger, and there was even a hint of dissatisfaction in his words. "Who would be willing to do such a thing if they weren't forced to do it?"
Chen Ya's heart moved. While the people around her were not paying attention, she quietly moved closer to the other side, wanting to hear more clearly.
"All the food in the village has been confiscated, and the children are starving to death," a voice said. "We can't just stand by and watch, can we?"
"But robbing innocent people..."
"innocent?"
The fake monk sneered, his words full of disdain, "When those officials were collecting grain, did they ever consider that we were innocent?"
Chen Ya felt nervous after hearing this. It turned out that they were not really bad people. They were just forced into this situation because they had no other choice.
"Brother, that woman saved the children, shouldn't we..."
"I know."
The fake monk's voice softened a bit, and his tone was very calm. "When the children are fully recovered, we will let them go."
"real?"
"I mean what I say."
Chen Ya left quietly and told everyone about this matter after returning, with a hint of helplessness on her face.
"It is indeed so."
Feng Lan sighed, her heart clenched in knots, "Another example of the government forcing the people to rebel."
Su Wenbin was also very emotional. He didn't know how to say some things and could only shake his head slightly.
"No wonder they're so obsessed with babies. Those are their own children."
"Then what should we do?" asked Chen Kangbo.
"Let's not talk about it for now." Feng Lan thought for a moment, "Since they agreed to let us go, let's wait and see."
Chen Ya nodded and spoke directly.
"Those children are truly pitiful, and any help we can provide is valuable."
Two days later, the babies' conditions were completely stable and suddenly they were not so unstable anymore. Everyone started to become very calm.
The fake monk came specifically to express his gratitude, and his attitude was completely different from before, as if he had changed.
"Thanks to you, the children are alive."
“It should be.”
Chen Ya didn't take it too seriously. She still had a faint smile on her face as she said, "We are all parents. We can't bear to see our children suffer."
The fake monk was stunned for a moment, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
"You can go now," he said.
Chen Ya was a little surprised. She didn't expect things to go so smoothly and she could leave right away.
"real?"
"real."
The fake monk nodded with a very serious expression, as if without any thought, and said directly, "I will send you down the mountain early tomorrow morning."
"What about the others?"
The fake monk's face turned cold again, and he spoke without even thinking.
"They can't."
"Why?"
"Because they didn't save our children."
Feng Lan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chen Ya. After all, it was already very good that they could go out, and there was nothing they could do if others couldn't get out.
San Ya felt a little sorry when she looked at the child. He looked like skin and bones. It was obvious that he was suffering from long-term malnutrition and couldn't afford to eat, so he looked like this.
"Little brother."
San Ya called him, silently took out the things in her arms and placed them in front of the little boy. Her face was calm with a hint of smile.
"Here you go."
The little boy's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to take it. There was a hint of caution in his eyes, as if he didn't know whether he should eat it or not.
"Take it." San Ya stuffed the cake into his hand.
The little boy took a bite cautiously, and in an instant his face showed addiction, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"Is it delicious?" San Ya asked, and silently took out a lot of things and put them all in her hands.
The little boy nodded vigorously, his eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to eat something.
"Would you like another piece?"
"This is for you too. But you have to tell your sister something."
The little boy hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not. He became a little nervous and simply stopped talking.
"Just chatting."
Sanya's tone became very relaxed, and even her words were filled with a faint smile. She said with a smile, "For example, where are you from?"
The little boy looked outside the door and made sure that no one was there. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice.
"We are from the villages below."
"How many villages?"
"Yes, Qingshan Village, Liushu Village, and Shitou Village."
The little boy counted on his fingers, "Five villages in total."
San Ya's heart moved, but she didn't say much, just spoke silently.
"Then why do you live in the mountains?"
“Because there is no food in the village.”
The little boy was innocent and spoke in the same tone as before. He said, "The adults said we need to go to the mountains to find food."
"Looking for food?"
"Just wait for rich people to pass by, and then..."
The little boy made a snatching gesture, looking very naive, and had no idea what he was saying.
San Ya understood that these people were completely forced into a desperate situation. If it weren't for this reason, they probably wouldn't have been like this.
"Who else is in your family?"
"My mother is sick and my father has to take care of her."
The little boy leaned his hands behind his back, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness. "So let me follow my uncle and the others up the mountain."
"What's wrong with your mother?"
"I don't know." The little boy shook his head. "I just keep coughing and spitting blood."
San Ya felt very uncomfortable after listening to this. She didn't expect that such a young child would have to follow adults to do such things. It was really too bad.
This child is only ten years old and he wants to follow adults to do this kind of thing.
"What's your name, little brother?"
"My name is Shizi."
"Shizi, do you want to go home?"
Shizi nodded vigorously, with a smile in his eyes and the same tone in his voice.
"I want to! But my uncle said we can't go back until we have enough food."
San Ya gave him another piece of candy cake, with a faint smile on her face and a very gentle tone of voice.
"Shizi, can you tell me how many people there are among you?"
Shizi thought about it, carefully considered these things, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.
"Probably over a hundred, all from various villages."
"Who is your leader then?"
"It's my uncle. He used to be the village headman."
San Ya nodded. It seemed that the fake monk was the village chief. She didn’t expect these people to be so brave.
"Shizi, did you rob many people?"
"not much."
Shizi shook his head and spoke in a very innocent tone, completely different from usual.
"My uncle said that we should only rob those who look rich. He is the only one without money, and poor people should not be robbed."
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