When the two daughters-in-law heard this, they quickly responded, "Hey, mother, let's go boil some water."
Having said that, he stood up and walked quickly towards where his luggage was placed, ready to find something to boil water.
When the other people around heard this, the slightly depressed expressions they had originally had because they were not full immediately disappeared. They all showed joy on their faces, and the light of hope rekindled in their eyes.
It was late at night, and the thick, inky darkness pressed down heavily, enveloping the entire camp.
On weekdays, at this time of year, although everyone would prepare to rest early because of the day's hard work, the sound of people talking in low voices could still be heard from time to time in the camp. Although faint, it added a bit of vitality to the slightly dull camp.
But today was completely different. The entire camp was so quiet that it was terrifying. It was a silence that was almost dead, as if even the air had frozen.
No one could be heard talking. It was so quiet that only the occasional sound of the wind could be heard. The wind swept through the tent, making a slight "woohoo" sound, which made the silence of the night even deeper.
Yao Qingshuang tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.
She felt very confused. It was not like this usually. What happened today?
Why is everyone so silent?
This abnormal silence made her feel a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
She couldn't suppress her curiosity and worry, so she decided to stand up and see what was going on.
Just as she was about to stand up, she suddenly heard footsteps not far away.
The footsteps sounded particularly clear in the silent night, and every step seemed to step heavily on Yao Qingshuang's heart, making her heart suddenly tighten.
She didn't know who made the footsteps. Instinctively, she lay back on the ground, quickly adjusted her breathing, and pretended to be asleep.
She closed her eyes tightly, trying to make her breathing even and slow, as if she had really fallen into a deep sleep, but her ears were perked up, paying close attention to the direction of the footsteps, her heart was in turmoil, not knowing what would happen next.
The sound of footsteps approaching from afar suddenly stopped near their camp, and then a slightly hoarse voice whispered, "How is it? Are you all asleep?"
The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the eerily silent night, like a cold electric current that instantly passed through the originally peaceful camp.
"Don't worry, Boss," another voice chimed in, brimming with smugness. "There's so much medicine in that porridge, it's enough to put even a pig into a deep sleep. Hehe, I saw them all drink it all with my own eyes. They must be unconscious by now."
As he said this, he could faintly hear a few low giggles, which seemed even more eerie and terrifying in the quiet atmosphere.
"Haha, that's right." The hoarse voice from before also laughed, and the laughter was full of the joy of success. "These idiots, drinking the porridge with added ingredients, don't they think about how there are so many free things in this world."
His words were full of sarcasm and disdain.
"Hurry up and do it," the smug voice urged again, "while they are all asleep, let's quickly loot the valuables and then transport the people away."
Following the urging, it seemed that a dozen people could be heard moving stealthily around the camp. Faint sounds of rustling clothes and slight rummaging could be heard. A conspiracy was quietly unfolding under the cover of darkness.
Soon, the dozen or so stealthy figures quietly came to the camp where everyone in Sujia Village was resting.
One of them was tall and thin, his eyes darting around in the darkness as he surveyed everything around him. He couldn't help but whisper, "Hey, these guys are quite wealthy. Look, they have mules and cows, and it looks like they have plenty of luggage too."
"Hmph, so what if you're rich?" another shorter, fatter fellow chimed in with a smug yet contemptuous smile. "In the end, everything will just fall into our hands."
"Haha, you're right!" A man with a scar on his face also laughed, and the laughter seemed particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Yao Qingshuang heard it clearly in the tent, and the feeling of doubt in her heart became stronger.
She really couldn't understand what these people were doing.
Is it just to rob the refugees of the little food and belongings they have left?
But this method is too despicable. Everyone is already pitiful enough, relying on those meager supplies to survive, and they actually have the heart to rob.
Yao Qingshuang was angry and scared, but she also knew that she must not act rashly at this moment.
If you are found not asleep, you don’t know what kind of danger you will encounter.
So, she could only suppress the impulse in her heart, still keeping her eyes tightly closed, keeping her body relaxed, pretending to be still asleep, and silently praying in her heart that they would leave quickly and not hurt anyone in the village again.
Soon, the dozen or so guys with ill intentions began to plunder the Sujia Village camp.
They deftly searched through every piece of luggage and stuffed all the valuable items, the few dry food items, and even the worn-out but still usable clothes into the big bags they brought with them.
The mules and cows did not escape their clutches either. They were roughly led away, neighing in fear from time to time.
The villagers who fell into a coma after drinking the drugged porridge had no power to resist at this moment. Like lambs to be slaughtered, they were carried one by one like sacks into the large carriage that had been prepared in advance.
The carriage was covered tightly, no light could see through it, and the villagers were thrown inside at random, lying in all directions.
Then, in the silent night, the carriage sped away towards an unknown place outside the city.
The sound of horse hooves clattered, and it was particularly clear on this empty road.
About an hour later, the jolting rhythm of the carriage finally stopped.
The men jumped off the carriage and started working again.
They first opened the carriage, then dragged out the villagers who were still sleeping one by one, and threw them all into an empty house like throwing cargo.
The room was really big and empty. There was almost nothing inside except the cold floor and four walls.
Fortunately, the space is spacious enough, so even if hundreds of people are lying in it in a mess, it doesn’t feel particularly crowded.
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