And then there were those superstitious people who, from who knows where, taught the village chief a method: first dig a pit, then bury those female demons upside down, nail a death talisman to the soles of their feet, and their souls would be forever imprisoned, never to be reborn.
The village chief's family agreed wholeheartedly, feeling it was absolutely necessary to do this, and that no matter how hard or tiring the work was, it was all worthwhile.
"Dad, I think we should dig a hole, lay the people upside down, stick a death talisman on them, and then set them on fire, scattering their bones to ashes. That way, they'll never have a chance to rise again and will never be able to do evil again," the village chief's wife suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.
The village chief and his son and daughter-in-law nodded vigorously, thinking that this method was excellent and relieved.
"However, we still need to carry those female demons further away and burn them; they can't stay in our village anyway," the village chief emphasized again.
Zhu Qiuyu and the others overheard this, their lips twitched, but they didn't interfere and let the village chief and the others do their thing.
Those dozen or so babies who were tied up by the matchmaker and were about to be eaten but didn't get a chance to live, some of whom still have parents and homes.
However, some of the babies have lost their families and become orphans, leaving them to be adopted by other villagers. Life is tough right now, and no one wants to feed another family. The events of the past few days have been too horrifying. The villagers are innocent, and it is understandable that they do not want to adopt other people's children.
But the village chief spoke forcefully, "To put it bluntly, we saved your lives. We're not trying to take advantage of your kindness; it's just that everyone barely survived, and the children had it even worse, almost being eaten by the she-devil..."
Halfway through the conversation, a woman suddenly burst into tears. The reason was that her baby, her six-month-old son, had been eaten by the female demon, and her husband was also gone. Hearing the village chief mention this, she couldn't stop wailing.
The village chief looked distressed and sighed, “Everyone is going through a tough time, suffering like this. From now on, everyone should pull themselves together and live well. Families with fewer children and more able-bodied men should each take one child back to raise. We will raise two children. No one should make excuses to refuse. This is settled.”
Although the villagers were unwilling, they couldn't refuse the village chief. They also felt somewhat at ease thinking that everyone was in the same boat and that each household would basically receive a child.
Xingxing looked at the dozen or so little babies, who were crying and looking for their parents as they wandered through the crowd. However, after the village chief's wife put a small piece of bread in their hands, the little babies immediately stopped crying and happily began to bite into the bread.
They still remember who their parents are now, but they are too young. They will definitely forget in a year or two. Even if someone mentions it, they know in their hearts that their parents are gone, but as time goes by, the image of their parents in their hearts will gradually become blurred.
Seeing the villagers in such a miserable state, especially those little children who were almost eaten, Xingxing felt so sad and wanted to help them. How could she help them?
Watching the villagers wolf down their coarse grain and wild vegetable porridge at dinner time, Xingxing had a sudden inspiration. Back in her room, she took out several silver notes and six hundred taels of silver from her bundle.
This money was given to her by the Emperor and Empress for her travel expenses, as they were worried that she would suffer outside. Xingxing put the silver notes back into her bag, and then took out a fifty-tael silver ingot. Grain prices had been rising in recent years, and fifty taels of silver didn't seem to buy much coarse grain.
Xingxing wanted to donate more money to help the villagers of Dashu Village, but she thought that this was not the only village that had been affected by the disaster; there were many other villages in other places that had also been affected.
However, other villages, apart from suffering disasters, were not harmed by the Red Maiden, and the children in those villages were not captured and eaten by her, so they were slightly less miserable in comparison.
Let's give 100 taels of silver to the villagers of Dashu Village to buy grain. But to buy grain, we have to go to the town, which is far from Dashu Village. They are leaving tomorrow, and there is no one to sell grain late at night. What should we do?
Zhu Lin watched as the little girl counted the silver coins, then put them back, her face scrunched up, then her eyes lit up as if she had figured something out, but in the end she sighed and looked miserable.
"If you have any problems, Xingxing, you can tell me, and I'll try my best to help you solve them," the boy said with a smile.
"Is there anyone selling grain in town this late? I want to buy some coarse grains to help the villagers of Dashu Village get through the most difficult time." Xingxing frowned worriedly.
"Alright, your face is quite a sight to behold. Stop frowning. Leave this to me, I have a solution." The young man gently stroked her brow a few times with his long, slender fingers until the girl's brow relaxed before removing them.
"Brother Phosphorus, do you have any ideas?" Xingxing looked at him with bright eyes.
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed." The young man said mysteriously.
Xingxing thought for a moment, nodded knowingly, and leaned closer to whisper, "I know, it must be that there's grain in your brocade bag. Are you going to take it out and give it to the villagers?"
"If you leak this information, I'll be in danger," the boy warned seriously.
Xingxing glanced at the doorway, and seeing no one else, she continued softly in a low voice, "I'm not a big mouth, I won't talk nonsense. I'm very smart, and I have secrets too. We all have secrets, let's keep them together."
"You're so clever," the boy said, playfully pinching her nose. "I had some sweet potatoes in my spatial storage before, but they cause heartburn if you eat too much of them, so they're not of any use to me right now. Since you want to send them food, why not send them some sweet potatoes instead?"
"How are we going to deliver them? Should we pretend to go to town tonight and then give them to them tomorrow morning, pretending we bought them from town? But it seems like this prefecture doesn't have sweet potatoes."
Xingxing also found it strange. Last year, the South clearly handed over a lot of sweet potatoes and sweet potato vines to the imperial court. Logically, the people in various places should have received at least some sweet potatoes.
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