He looked guilty.
Chen Xian: "It's not your fault, any normal person would want to run. Here's what you'll do, find ten trustworthy people, ten people watch over one, and do some serious ideological work with them. Don't mention killing him, just spread your ideas!"
"Yes, Fairness Sect, Left Protector, Chicken Feather obeys!"
"What?"
"That's right, sir. We've chosen a name to facilitate the transmission of our teachings. You are the leader, and Old Liu is the right protector!"
Chen Xian: "..."
"Focus on your work and don't get involved in these things. Churches are too murky; one wrong move and you're in a cult, and your whole family will become a match-3 game..."
"Then... the Fairness Gang?"
Seeing Chen Xian's arrangement, Chen Qingshan calmly reassured everyone, "Don't worry, everyone. We're making use of waste materials. Let Brother Chicken Feather arrange it. Free road repairs, why not take advantage of it!"
The crowd dispersed.
Chen Gui: "Fusheng, you said these guys are all rotten, rotten bastards, aren't there any who are even slightly cleaner?"
Chen Xian said in a low voice, "I reckon the more someone wants to run away, the more crimes they have on their hands, and the more afraid they are of being punished later. The more honest and hardworking they are, the cleaner their hands tend to be..."
"Okay... tomorrow you go find the old ladies in the village, deliver food to these people, and talk to them about what they want to say."
Chen Gui nodded with a smile.
Chen Xian calmly said to Jimao, "I see. Go and have a meeting with those people. Tell them that because Wang Wu took the lead in running away, tomorrow's workload will be doubled, and they will have to get up an hour earlier to start working!"
Everyone involved must be punished!
Chicken feathers scratch his head.
at night.
Back at the pig farm.
With a cold and hard expression, Chicken Feather recounted the fact that they needed to get up early for work the next day, and then left.
I secretly hid outside to listen to what was happening inside.
Soon, one of the men stared straight at Wang Wu and shouted angrily, "Damn it, we were all just trying to work and make a living. The fact that there are yamen runners here means that these people are still wary of us and don't dare to attack us!"
At most, we guys were just guilty of attempted robbery, and we'd be locked up and released. But with your actions, we've ruined our carefree days!
Do you know that the refugees nowadays can only drink watery rice gruel all day long? Now they can eat white flour buns here—what a blessing that is!
The appearance of this person caused a great uproar among the crowd.
Wang Wu was so angry he almost vomited blood.
"You're all crazy! They're treating us like slaves! Look, according to you, we should be thanking them!"
"Wake up! We're just used-up trash; nobody cares whether we live or die!"
The man opposite him smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense. All I know is that people are being given steamed buns to eat these days, so as long as we don't starve, that's fine!"
"Beat him up! I think you're just too full. Brothers, beat him to death so he won't get caught and drag us down with him!"
"ah!!!"
Chicken Feather smiled and turned to leave, its steps light and quick.
The master is indeed a master; he has a keen eye for people. His method of manipulating people's hearts is truly remarkable.
One night passed.
At noon, the men, who had worked all morning and were sore from the labor, thought it would be just plain white steamed buns with pickled vegetables again, but to their surprise, there was meat!
The crowd stirred.
The men who used to serve meals have been replaced by old women, and some of the men who used to stand by and supervise the work are now gathered together talking and eating.
He no longer clenched his fists and stared at them intently as if they were prisoners, as he had done before.
For no apparent reason, I suddenly felt a little more relaxed.
I thought things would be alright after last night's chaos.
They thought the villagers might mistreat them in terms of food, but now it seems...
It's actually not bad?
Wang Wu and ten other men limped over.
Wang Wu tried to speak again, but whispered, "Brothers, listen to me, these people have gone mad. Stay put for a few days, then we'll all sneak away together!"
"Get out!"
The man who had been beaten up last night cursed, "Damn it, I was just listening to you, and last night I almost got beaten to death!"
"you!"
Suddenly, I was unable to let go.
The old lady began to enthusiastically serve the man meat, vegetables, and steamed buns.
There was even mushroom soup.
When Wang Wu went to line up for food, his aunt smiled and said, "So you're the one who led the fight that injured Boss Dong from our village?"
"What are you doing?"
"To be honest, I don't like Boss Dong, but he's from our village after all. If you don't have any vegetables, get out of here!"
The other men who had fled the previous night left sheepishly.
Now, the man who hadn't run away last night seemed to have been praised, puffing out his chest with considerable pride.
Almost every man had a kind-looking old lady whispering beside him, "Young man, how old are you? Are you settling in well with the food and lodging?"
Where are you from?
Will you still get married? Will you encounter any difficulties on the way?
Once the words are spoken!
Those men who have been struggling to keep themselves afloat, especially those under intense labor pressure.
We can't hold on any longer!
"Oh no, I'm so miserable! We were completely fooled into coming here. We had to resort to petty theft and other underhanded tactics to get here!"
"Then...have you ever seen anyone commit evil deeds, like murder?"
"No, I didn't, but I did see them. Old Bear, Wild Chicken, and the few people who ran away last night, those people often mysteriously look for women who are alone."
They also often...steal steamed buns from people who are alone!
"See that guy? He's squatting on the ground drawing on the ground with a tree branch. He can read a few words and thinks he's a proper scholar. He saw injustice and tried to help, but he got beaten up by a pheasant. Since then, he's never dared to stick his neck out again!"
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