"This is none of your business, Mrs. Lan. Don't say anything!" A nonchalant voice came from the crowd.
"Then what right do you have to speak here!" Song Yuehua shouted coldly, "Because you are stronger than a bear, or because you have sharper teeth than a tiger?"
No one dared to say anything for a moment, but they were unwilling to go back like this.
Liu Xue and everyone in the compound stood opposite the group of people. Even Dao Xiaoyi stood in front of Song Yuehua with a hatchet.
Song Yuehua was startled, patted Dao Xiaoyi's shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "That's not necessary, put it back quickly, don't hurt yourself."
Dao Xiaoyi nodded obediently, ran back and changed a rolling pin.
Song Yuehua nodded, this is more like it.
Someone in the crowd complained, "We can't buy food outside, so we will starve to death..."
"yes……"
The group of people causing trouble didn't dare to step forward and could only complain in a low voice. It seemed that they had no intention of calming down.
"So what if I starve you to death!"
Ma Yong rushed over with a hoe on his back, and slammed the hoe in front of everyone, cursing loudly, "Are you here to ask for food, or to rob food? If anyone dares to take a step forward, I will hoe you to death!"
Zong Yi led a group of farmhands holding hoes and blocked the way for everyone in the courtyard.
It seemed that the two sides were in a stalemate.
Zhou Dafu also rushed over. He still wanted to mediate, but the villagers refused to listen and refused to give up until they achieved their goal.
The villagers and the people on the East Mountain formed a opposition.
When several thousand kilograms of grain were brought back, everyone in the village knew that Song Yuehua had grain. It was difficult to prevent them from targeting her, and it was even more difficult for them to survive safely in the days that followed.
"Do you guys want to buy food or rob it? If you want to buy food, just come to me! Why make such a fuss?"
Suddenly a voice broke the deadlock.
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