Chapter 172 Injured, half of the face is covered in blood (1)

After Jiang Rou made up her mind, the first thing she did was to put down the heavy backpack on her body.

Since she was going, she decided to travel light.

Even if there are some unexpected situations, we can respond to them as quickly as possible.

Secondly.

What Jiang Rou is most worried about are her two children.

She pulled Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua and brought them to Zhao Guifen.

"Sister Guifen, please take care of Xiaochuan and Xiaohua. I'll go to the front to see what happened. If it's not serious, I'll come back immediately. If it takes a long time, please take the two children home first. Please."

Jiang Rou spoke in a deep voice, entrusting the task solemnly.

This made Zhao Guifen feel heavy in his heart.

"Sister Rou, don't go..."

Zhao Guifen anxiously wanted to call Jiang Rou back.

But as soon as Jiang Rou finished speaking, she turned around and left.

In a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, she quickly stopped.

What really held Jiang Rou back was the pull coming from her waist.

Jiang Rou looked down and saw Zhou Xiaochuan, who looked nervous. His little hands were tightly pulling Jiang Rou's clothes, and his little eyebrows were wrinkled.

"Don't go" was clearly written in those bright black eyes.

But Jiang Rou has made up her mind.

She reached out and touched Zhou Xiaochuan's head, "Xiaochuan, you stay here with your sister. I'll go take a look and come back."

The stubborn little wolf cub refused to let go.

Jiang Rou still pulled the hem of her clothes out of Zhou Xiaochuan's hands.

She turned around and looked at Song Qingqian, and the two of them walked out quickly.

After a while.

The figure gradually became smaller.

A sister-in-law next to Zhao Guifen spoke nervously and worriedly.

"Gui Fen, are we really going to let them go like this without any support from us?"

"What are you trying to stop? Do you think you can stop it?"

Zhao Guifen was anxious and angry, and was just about to swear rudely.

She and Jiang Rou are neighbors, so she is the one who is most familiar with Jiang Rou's personality among this group of people.

Don't be fooled by Jiang Rou's gentle and good-tempered appearance, she actually has a lot of ideas in her mind.

For example, before, everyone advised her not to associate with Song Qingqian.

Jiang Rou agreed verbally, but she continued to do whatever she wanted to do, without being affected at all.

In today's situation, Zhao Guifen wanted to stop it, but she couldn't do it at all.

Zhao Guifen assumed Lin Yulan's responsibilities.

These women were all brought here by her, and none of them should be left behind when she returns.

Zhao Guifen pursed her lips and thought for a while.

If you can't stop it, just join it!

When she was in the village in the early years, she was not afraid even when the Japanese devils entered the village. Is she still afraid now?

Zhao Guifen looked at everyone and made a prompt decision.

"I'm worried about Roumei and the others going there, so I want to go with them to take a look. If you are brave, follow me. If you are not brave, stay here and watch things and take care of the children. This is not a mission, you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Guifen put the matter simply and straightforwardly.

The sisters-in-law naturally divided into two groups.

About five or six brave people followed Zhao Guifen, put down what they were holding, and hurriedly followed the direction Jiang Rou left.

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The other side.

Walking on the mountain road.

Jiang Rou walked fast and steadily.

Song Qingqian couldn't keep up, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

My feet, wearing simple cloth shoes, kicked the protruding stones on the ground several times.

The figure staggered.

Jiang Rou reached out and supported Song Qingqian, preventing her from falling again.

"I'm fine, let's go."

"Okay. Just bear with it for now."

Jiang Rou's heart was in suspense. She held Song Qingqian tightly and continued to walk forward quickly.

They went around a mountain road and walked across a large field, and finally they could see the crowd from a distance.

It's on a steep terraced mountain in front of the forest.

On one side were soldiers in uniform, and on the other side were excited villagers.

Although the soldiers were strong, tall and healthy, they were empty-handed and had no weapons or equipment. They were trying hard to maintain calm and soothe the villagers.

The villagers are different.

Some of them had hoes, some had forks, and some had sticks.

There were men and women, old and young people gathered together.

The entire group was out of control and was in a standoff with the soldiers.

Jiang Rou immediately noticed a man in his thirties among the villagers. He looked sloppy and had a somewhat shifty look. He was shouting loudly in the crowd.

"Fellow villagers, you saw with your own eyes how Dazhuzi was injured by the bomb. His leg was blown up into the sky. He can't even get down to the ground now."

"These soldiers started talking about mine clearance last year. They kept shouting about mine clearance for half a year and even occupied our fields! But what's the result? There are still bombs."

"Now they are shouting about clearing the mines, and they have pulled up all the crops that we have worked so hard to grow. Have they compensated us? Not a penny at all!"

"They are now speaking in a relaxed manner, saying that the mine clearance is over and it is safe now, and urging the villagers to return to their fields as soon as possible."

“Can we trust what they say?!”

"Today it's Dazhuzi's leg, tomorrow it's the lives of the villagers!"

"Fellow villagers, don't worry about what these soldiers say, just give us the crops you planted first."

As the man shouted, some villagers immediately began to echo him.

"That's right! Pay the money! Pay the money first!"

"You soldiers are the most disciplined people, and you never take anything for granted. Now that you've damaged the crops, you won't be compensated?"

"You said before that there were no mines. But Dazhu still lost one leg in the explosion. Why should we believe you now?"

"Yes. We don't believe it! We don't believe it!"

The villagers' shouts became louder and louder.

Along with the shouting, the villagers' emotions also boiled over.

Fierce and confrontational.

Under this situation.

Song Qingqian had never seen such a situation before, and immediately narrowed his eyes nervously.

Although she didn't say a word, her hand silently grasped Jiang Rou's wrist tightly.

Trembling barely perceptible.

Because not far away, in the center of the crowd, she had already seen He Donglai.

He Donglai was wearing a military uniform. He was tall and slender, and because he graduated from a military academy, he had the aura of a gentle and handsome scholar. He was not as strong as the other soldiers around him.

But he was tall, so he could see it at a glance.

Song Qingqian even saw that the glasses on He Donglai's face were pushed crooked several times due to the pushing of the villagers.

This was the first time she saw He Donglai so ferocious.

But I hope I will never see this scene again in my lifetime.

This person...even when he wore the most tattered clothes and ate dirty steamed buns covered with dust, he was still cool and proud.

The external environment has never made him bend or lower his head.

But in front of these villagers who were strangers to him but were still shouting at him, he was so...

Song Qingqian couldn't bear to watch this scene, and her heart ached silently.