After receiving the bags, everyone continued packing their things. Now that Aunt Xia had given them oil paper, they could bring more things.
The villagers put their things on the cart, and then tied the oiled paper to the cart.
"Wood, these two sisters-in-law have really a lot of good stuff, they've helped us a lot." Everyone looked at the oil paper on the cart; despite the heavy rain, not a single drop of rain had fallen on the items.
And the bags on my body—when the rain fell on me, it just fell to the ground. Although they didn't cover me in some places, it was still pretty good.
Village Chief Lin looked at them, his voice authoritative without being angry, "I'm giving you things to use, so shut your mouths. Anyone who dares to say a word to me or outsiders, or huddle together to discuss things, will be expelled from the clan."
“Go back and tell your wives and families that no one is allowed to say a word about your two sisters-in-law. Anyone who dares to say a word will either be expelled from the clan or divorced.”
Although he didn't know why his two sisters-in-law had such amazing abilities, since he had received their help, he would never allow his clansmen to be ungrateful and do anything to harm them.
"Wood, you're worrying too much. There's no one around here, where are we going to talk to?" Lin Changnian said.
"No matter where you go to talk about it, even if you talk to your own family, you can't. Especially after we've settled down, anyone who dares to reveal anything about the two sisters-in-law, not even a single word, will be expelled from the clan," Village Chief Lin said again.
Seeing the village chief's serious attitude, everyone nodded. "Don't worry, Wood, we won't say a word. We'll tell our families when we get back."
Village Chief Lin nodded, "That would be best!" Looking at the twenty-odd people, one from each family, he could ensure that no one would miss the conversation and allow the two sisters-in-law's affair to be leaked.
An Shuyi and Xia Hua were naturally unaware of what Village Chief Lin had said, as they were busy packing things and placing some items in the warehouse where no one else could see them, so that their family members would take less.
That night, apart from the children, even the elderly stayed up and were busy making straw hats. Although they had brought them with them when they came out, most families only had two or three. This time, each family needed at least five, and some even needed more than ten.
Those who knew how to make bamboo hats would help others make theirs after they finished making theirs; those who didn't know how would chop bamboo.
An Shuyi and Xia Hua were also making bamboo hats. There were many children in the family, and it wasn't enough for the eldest son and his two daughters-in-law to make them all. Since the second son and his rebellious sons didn't know how to make them, they were made to split bamboo strips.
Before dawn, while everyone was still making straw hats, the rain had already seeped into the dilapidated temple. Fortunately, the grain had already been placed on a cart and covered with oil paper. They had put the bags over their bodies, and some of the tribesmen were already wearing straw hats on their heads.
The room contained only some baskets filled with cooking utensils, all of which were meant to be rainproof. Knowing that time was running out, Village Chief Lin urged the villagers to hurry up and make straw hats.
After it was almost dawn, we gave everyone some dry rations. We didn't know when we would find shelter from the rain, so we made sure everyone had a good breakfast now so we would have more time to travel during the day.
The sky was overcast, and seeing that it was getting late, the village chief Lin told his people to carry the children on their backs and pull them along, and then they set off for the mountains.
The woman led the way with her child, followed by the elderly, and then those pulling carts. Since the carts needed to be pulled, one person would pull while another pushed from behind.
They also needed to assign someone to pull the oxen and horses. This time, An Shuyi and Xia Hua didn't ask for the oxen cart; they put all their things in the horse-drawn carriage. The eldest and second eldest brothers were responsible for pulling it, while the third and fourth eldest brothers were responsible for pulling the oxen and horses.
An Shuyi was responsible for pulling Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi along. She wanted the second son to help his parents pull the cart, but they said it wasn't necessary because they only needed the carriage, not the cart itself. Village Chief Lin even asked his son to help pull the carriage, so the second son didn't need to go.
In Xia Hua's family, the eldest and second sons pulled the ox and horse, the third son and Xia Hua pulled the ox and horse, and the eldest daughter-in-law carried the child on her back.
After that, they headed up the mountain. The muddy road made their journey difficult, and they only carried grain, not much else.
To An Shuyi and the others' surprise, the dilapidated temple collapsed in an instant before they had gone very far. If they had left a little later, they might have been trapped inside. The group was terrified and had a fleeting thought of escaping death.
An Shuyi and Xia Hua exchanged a glance and shouted, "Don't take the cart! Quickly carry the child on your back and run forward! Eldest brother, come and carry Xiao Wu. Second brother, come and carry Xiao Liu. Hurry up! Forget about the things. If you want to die, take them with you!" After saying that, they put Xiao Qi on their backs and started running forward.
Xia Hua carried her own basket on her back, picked up Anfu's second grandson, and followed behind. Although the older brothers were reluctant, they obeyed and carried the boy on their backs as they ran forward.
The third and fourth sons looked at the rope in their hands. Their mother hadn't said whether or not to abandon the livestock, but she had already run far away, so they could only pull on the rope and run.
The clansmen listened to An and Xia, not knowing why, but they knew they couldn't go wrong by listening to them. They abandoned their carts, hoisted the young children and the elderly onto their backs, and ran after them.
Those tribesmen who couldn't react in time saw them running away, and when they looked back at the dilapidated temple, they were terrified and ran away, shouting, "The mountain has collapsed!"
"Shut up, don't talk, hurry up and run!" Xia Hua shouted back. Where did this idiot come from? Doesn't he know this is a mudslide, not a landslide?
Unexpectedly, after being crushed to death by a mudslide in modern times, she has to experience another mudslide after transmigrating here. If they had drowned in water, they could have jumped in and drowned themselves, and there would have been hope of returning to modern times. But this is a mudslide. Even if she could return to modern times, she would not want to experience that suffocating feeling again.
The tribespeople looked back at the mud and trees that were beginning to fall behind them, and their legs went weak with fear; some even rolled on the ground.
An Shuyi looked at her fallen clansmen and said angrily, "Still looking? You've got a death wish! Run!" After saying that, she rushed to the front, and Xia Hua followed closely behind.
Although the couple's sons were scared, they ran the fastest behind them, followed by An's family. He believed his daughter and Xia's words without a doubt. When they said to run, he pulled his wife and ran in front.
Next was the Zhu hunter's family. They were a large family, all strong men. Although they had children, they were as easy to lift as chicks. As they ran, they also pulled all their belongings along with them.
Knowing the danger ahead, the tribespeople quickly scrambled to their feet and began running forward with all their might.
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