Watching this person collapse softly, Jian Dan suddenly had a feeling of double-crossing, and she was the final mastermind, fortunately the last bird to catch the worm.
At first glance, these things are placed in a mess. Except for the grain, which is placed against the wall and is relatively neat, the rest are just piled up haphazardly.
They have all kinds of containers, including boxes, bags, baskets, and hampers.
The interior was even more cluttered, filled with gold and silver jewelry, cotton, fabric, cotton coats, brand-new shoes, gloves, several watches, and a considerable stock of common daily necessities such as matches and salt. Flashlights and candles, which were rare even in the village, were simply left lying around.
She even noticed a few radios mixed in with the pile of stuff, which made her lips twitch.
What a generous family! This thing would be a rare and valuable item even in the city. Who would have thought it would be treated like this here?
Walking further in, there are several bicycles leaning against the wall. It can be said that three of the four major items are already here.
Even a simple person suspects that they might not have sewing machines because they find them too bulky.
However, he was quickly proven wrong.
Having just finished collecting the tall row of boxes filled with gold and silver jewelry in front of the bicycle, what appeared before my eyes was the sewing machine I had just thought of—twenty neatly arranged, though covered in a thick layer of dust.
Further in, the dust gets thicker and thicker, and it's obvious that the things that are further in were put in earlier.
That makes it easy to understand why the outside is both so messy and so clean. It's obvious that it was only recently brought in. Maybe they were in a hurry, or being cautious, or maybe they were short-staffed. Whatever the reason, it's all hers now.
Since it wasn't from the right place anyway, Jian Dan took it without any guilt and cleaned up everything in the cave.
On the way back down the mountain, the sky was already beginning to lighten. Jian Dan walked briskly back to Old Li's brick house, only to find the old couple still fast asleep. She curled her lip in mockery.
She's really carefree; her son is still in jail, and she can still sleep soundly.
She had long forgotten about the sleeping potion she had used.
He stuffed a few more books into the corner of the cabinet, but as for the homemade gun found in the cave, Jianyi didn't plan to take it out.
These people had all carried guns in previous years, and the militia in each village also had them. This was at most considered as not handing them over, and it wouldn't really be a crime to be charged with. Since that was the case, she might as well keep this thing, which was almost irrelevant to the overall situation, and find an opportunity to hand it over to the village or Cheng Chao later.
After all, even though it's an old-fashioned, homemade gun, a weapon is still a weapon, and there's always a chance something might happen to it.
She couldn't possibly give them that chance.
However, she wasn't one to go to extremes. After searching around, she found a pistol that she had taken from Cheng Chao when she rescued him in the deep mountains.
Well, it's certainly not domestically made. Not to mention compared to homemade guns, just looking at it simply, compared to the current domestic technology, it's still top-notch. She just doesn't believe that, with this, plus the radio in the cellar and the foreign books in the bookcase, how powerful and influential must Old Li be to escape unscathed?
When I turned to leave, my steps were even lighter.
She also knew that although Li Family Village was originally a bandit stronghold, it was unrealistic to say that the entire village was full of bandits. After all, over the years, the number of people involved had changed dramatically, especially with weddings and funerals.
If we're talking about bandits, they probably only comprised a small portion.
Even if some of those who joined later might be influenced and become complicit, the majority of people are innocent or not deeply involved, especially the younger children and the educated youth from other places. They are the most innocent victims of this kind of atmosphere.
But this old man Li is definitely not a good person, otherwise his son wouldn't be so arrogant. Since that's the case, she feels no remorse for doing this.
Jian Dan didn't have the heart of a saint. She sympathized with the educated youth, but to be honest, she admired the resolute young educated youth, Xiao Jiang, who stood at the entrance of the educated youth office even more.
A person who can stand on their own two feet, know what they want and don't want, and can seize the opportunity to find the right person to ask for help—as long as they have a righteous heart, their future is limitless.
It was still dark, and there was no one on the road. She didn't deliberately avoid people, but she still made a point of circling around the back of the mountain. By the time she came down, it was already bright outside, and she ran into a few villagers who had gotten up early to go up the mountain. They were a little surprised to see her, but still greeted her warmly.
"Jian Zhiqing, you're up the mountain so early?"
Simplicity is exactly the effect I wanted.
"Yes, I went to bed early yesterday and woke up early today, so I went for a walk around the mountain."
At this moment, the simple thing was that the air inside and out was damp and misty, and her bangs were also slightly wet, sticking to her forehead. It was actually quite uncomfortable, but she had to do her job properly for today's occasion.
Thinking this, she seemingly unintentionally reached out to smooth her hair, revealing several red spots on the outside of her left wrist.
"Uncle, we just encountered a group of wild boars. I didn't bring any tools, so I only managed to shoot two. Could you perhaps ask the village chief for help?"
"What?"
The men were startled. Ever since the wild boar entered the village last time, their admiration for Jian Dan had soared. Seeing it with their own eyes made them even more convinced. This wild boar was quite ferocious. They all thought that they had been overestimating the severity of the wild boar because they had seen Jian Dan, the educated youth, so carefree before. Only then did they realize that it was not like that at all.
It depends on the person. For Xiao Jian, it might not be a big deal, but for them, it's still quite terrifying.
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