That womanizer liked to hide women in his house, which was really disgusting.
Thinking about it that way, it made sense. Song Zhuiyan had nothing more to say. "Then let's move. Let's move now."
Both of them were action-oriented, and before they even had a sip of water after returning, they started packing their things. However, it was getting dark, so it was not realistic to move everything. They could only move the quilts and straw mats they would use for sleeping that night.
When he arrived at the Zhong family home, Zhong Qingyi was about to cook. He had just finished showering and his hair was still wet when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he was quite surprised to see Song Zhuiyan and Song Tantan each carrying a package, looking like they were about to run away from home.
What are you doing here?
"We want to move into your house and borrow a room from you," Song Zhuiyan explained succinctly.
After dinner, Song Zhuiyan said she wanted to hire someone to build a new house next to Zhong Qingyi's house, so that the stone house would be blocked by her house, out of sight, out of mind.
However, "the pigs and livestock will still be raised there, so that guests can stay there when they come in the future."
"Where did these guests come from?" Song Tantan asked, puzzled.
“Since Chen Linchong and his group were able to enter the village yesterday, others will be able to enter in a while; it’s just a matter of time.” Song Zhuiyan meant that if the people who came in were truly disaster victims, those pitiful people, then they should be allowed to stay; if they were bad people, then they should be killed.
It wasn't that she was particularly kind and wanted to take in the disaster victims; it was fate that she was able to come in. You have to understand that it would take at least twenty days to get through the deep mountains. If you don't know kung fu, you might be eaten by wild beasts along the way. Getting to the village alive would be like climbing to heaven.
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