Isn't that the grain that the bandit leader just took away?
Why are you back again?
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that a man in blue was also trapped under the sack, huffing and puffing as he moved forward with a sour expression, his long legs deformed from the weight.
Uncle Zhou was so shocked he forgot to react. Only after the two sacks were thrown at his feet did he cautiously ask, "Hero, what are you doing...?"
Qinglong said coldly, "Your food supplies."
It seems like I'm busier now that the original poster is gone. He's the one burying the body, and he's the one carrying the sacks.
He was supposed to be the second-in-command of the Dream of the Red Chamber, but now he's treated like a laborer.
Qinglong grew angrier the more he thought about it, especially when he saw that his new clothes had turned into wrinkled sauerkraut. He instantly lost his temper and walked sullenly toward the farmhouse in front of him.
There's a pile of corpses waiting for him to bury over there!
Uncle Zhou was puzzled. He didn't seem to know this person. Why did he look like he owed him a thousand or eight hundred taels of silver?
Seeing that Uncle Zhou hadn't spoken for a while, Zhou Yan looked at the two sacks on the ground with eager anticipation: "Uncle, may I open them and take a look?"
Could it be that the woman suddenly had a change of heart and no longer wanted their food?
Or did they find the rice too bad and send it back because they didn't like it?
"Move aside, I'll do it." Uncle Zhou was also looking forward to it. He took a deep breath and carefully untied the rope on the bag, but he was stunned after just one look.
"How is it? Is it our grain?" Zhou Yan asked expectantly, but also somewhat indignantly. "I knew it. That female bandit would definitely not want our moldy grain and would insist on taking it back. Honestly."
"See? They moved back again."
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