Don't forget, everyone. We all fled our homes and fled from disaster. In the end, we are all the same. We may still have food to eat now, but who knows when we might be worse off than them.
How much food do you have? Can it withstand all the refugees coming to plunder it? Once it's all gone, you'll be the ones who die. We don't have the resources to dig graves for you right now; we'll just throw you away by the roadside when you die.
We won today because we were lucky; we won't be so lucky again.
Also, women and children, don't just cry and scream when something happens. What's the use? We need to pick up weapons to protect ourselves. What if the men in the family aren't around? What will we do then? Just wait to die?
Even if it's just for the sake of the children, we need to stand up for ourselves.
Although we're not from the same village, we're now a collective on this journey of escape. We must help each other; only by uniting can we hope to survive.
As soon as Song Ning finished speaking, Luo Wenxin shouted, "Listen to how well they're saying it! What do you all want... what did you want again?"
Song Ning: "Unity."
"Oh right, unity, did you all remember that?"
The people below all nodded to indicate that they remembered.
Although what Song Ning said was unpleasant, it was all true. Now that someone has died, even if they are buried, they will still dig you up for food.
Only then did everyone realize the seriousness of the situation, and they all looked at the old woman from earlier in the day, glaring at her several times.
The old woman realized her mistake; she shouldn't have been so soft-hearted. She shrank back in embarrassment.
As soon as Song Ning went down, Li Xingwang excitedly said, "Er Ya, what you said is so true."
Song Ning gave him a smug look, as if to say, "Don't you know who I am?"
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