The next day, upon entering the territory of Nanning Prefecture, the further they went in, the more they understood the suffering that Hong Daniu and his group had endured.
The floods in Nanning Prefecture were significantly more severe than those in Guangning Prefecture!
Trees thicker than a person were snapped in half by the storm, and thousands of acres of fertile land were completely destroyed, resulting in a total crop failure.
The entire village of Zhuangzi is gone. To put it another way, you can still see many new graves along the dirt road from Shanshui Village to Fucheng, but you can't even see any new graves here!
Bai Manshan led four or five people on a detour to Nanning Prefecture.
He has shops and properties in Nanning Prefecture, and he needs to go there first to check them out, and also to ask about something and pick up something.
He handed the convoy over to Hu Wenhua, instructing him to go directly to Baijiazhuang with Hong Daniu as the guide.
The caravan didn't pass through the prefectural city, but instead traveled along small roads between villages. They encountered relatively few disaster victims along the way, but still far more than in Guangning Prefecture.
Being stared at is an unpleasant feeling, and the men who weren't pulling carts gripped their broadswords tightly.
The sharp blade gleamed coldly, proving to be far more effective than a hoe or shovel.
The dirt road became increasingly difficult to travel, and at noon, no one dared to rest for long. They hurriedly ate the fried rice noodles with the boiled water they had cooked in the morning. A handful of fried rice noodles with a sip of boiled water, along with a cucumber or melon, filled their stomachs and then hurried on their way.
They had to reach Baijiazhuang before dark. With so many goods under surveillance, they feared they were being watched, and spending the night elsewhere risked danger.
This was tough on Fan Dazhu and Fan Erzhu. Everyone else had fried noodles, but they had raw noodles. With cold boiled water, they felt like their throats were glued shut.
Others have daylily and melon to cleanse their palates, but they don't.
Neither of them dared to say anything more. The people on the road had eyes that seemed to glow with a sinister green light. If they were alone, who knew what might happen to them!
As darkness fell, Bai Manshan and his companions, who had taken a detour to the prefectural city, hurried and finally caught up with the caravan. After joining the caravan, they headed to Baijiazhuang together.
"Don't be so smug. You won't be able to hold onto this position for long. Sooner or later, you'll have to give it back to me. The master has said that I've worked hard and made great contributions. You've all heard it!"
“In Sun Village, every household has to make adobe bricks to build houses, even the Xu family does it.”
"It's his business if he wants to do it. Anyway, he won't be in his position as the head of the village for long. My family won't do it, we didn't do it before, we don't do it now, and we don't need to do it in the future!"
"But you have a family of more than ten people. If you don't make adobe bricks, who will build your house? If you don't build the house now, what will you do during the busy farming season?"
"Yes, all the houses in our village were destroyed. If we don't make mud bricks and rebuild the houses soon, we won't be able to plant winter wheat in time."
"The soil isn't as fertile as it used to be, but we still have to plant crops, otherwise what will we eat?"
"We also lost some grain due to the flood. In fact, the loss was all because of Old Man Sun. If we had listened to our master and moved earlier, we wouldn't have been unable to take that grain with us!"
"Yes, thank goodness the boss came. If he hadn't come, would we have ended up like the other villages, with our families destroyed and our lives ruined?"
“Everyone saw us helping other villages in Zhulin Village find people before. Our wives, children and elderly parents are only alive because of the landlord, not because of you, old man Sun!”
The commotion gradually subsided, with the initial respectful address of "Old Man Sun" turning into "Old Man Sun," and the voices grew increasingly impatient.
Bai Manshan smiled and coldly snorted.
His guess was right. Sun Zhuangtou did not go back on his word; he only wanted to make things difficult for the new Zhuangtou and continued his usual domineering ways.
Great, it just so happens that the things he went to the prefectural city to get back into use.
Sun Zhuangtou got angry and shouted, "What nonsense are you spouting! I was just worried about our belongings. Look at us, once we move, we'll have nothing left."
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