Seeing this, the men in the village immediately realized that something was wrong. They hurriedly stopped and stepped back, consciously leaving space for the kind-looking women behind them.
Several women slowly walked into the house, with gentle smiles on their faces and concern and compassion in their eyes.
The village chief's wife squatted down gently, trying to make her eyes level with the women in the corner, and then said to them in a very gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, girls. We have driven away those bad guys, and they will never bully you again. You are safe now, everything will be fine."
Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze, trying to blow away the haze of fear in the hearts of these women.
The other women also nodded in agreement, constantly saying words of comfort: "Yes, girls, don't worry, we are from Sujia Village and we won't hurt you."
"You've suffered, but now it's all over. Don't be afraid anymore."
With the women's gentle comfort, the trembling bodies of the women in the corner gradually relaxed a little, and the fear in their eyes slowly faded away. However, they still hugged each other tightly, as if they still couldn't believe that they had really escaped from the sea of suffering and gained safety.
After a long while, a woman in the corner slowly raised her head.
Her hair was scattered messily on her shoulders and her face was covered with dirt, but her originally beautiful face could still be seen.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she asked in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice, "He...they are all dead, right?"
There was a complex expression in her eyes, one of expectation and fear, as if this answer was both a hope of relief for her and the last straw that could break her.
"Yes, they are all dead. You don't have to be afraid of them." The village chief's wife hurriedly responded softly, her voice full of affirmation, hoping to give some comfort to these tortured women and let them recover a little from the endless fear.
Upon hearing this answer, the woman was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
The laughter echoed in the dim thatched hut, seeming particularly abrupt and sad, making people feel chilled when they heard it.
She smiled, tears streaming down her face, and murmured to herself, "Dad and Mom, did you hear that? Someone has avenged you. Wait for me, I'll go down to find you right away."
As she spoke, her eyes revealed a kind of resolute madness, as if in her world at this moment, her only destination was to reunite with her parents in another world.
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly gritted her teeth and bit off her tongue.
The bright red blood instantly flowed out from the corner of her mouth, staining her cracked lips red and dripping onto her tattered clothes.
Guyu saw this scene from the side and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.
She subconsciously wanted to rush out and call Dr. Bai to save the woman. After all, she couldn't bear to watch a life disappear like that.
But just as she turned and took a step, the woman suddenly reached out and held her hand tightly.
Guyu turned around in astonishment, only to see that the woman's eyes, although weak, were still extremely firm.
She shook her head with difficulty and said with her last bit of strength, "I've made up my mind. No need, save me. Thank you..."
The sound was as light as a falling feather, but it hit Guyu's heart hard.
After saying this, the smile on the woman's face still did not fade, as if at this moment, she had already seen her parents in another world reaching out to her, waiting for her to reunite.
Gradually, the light in her eyes dimmed a little, and the hand holding Guyu slowly loosened. Finally, she died with a smile on her face. She seemed to be liberated and lay there quietly, leaving only the silence in the room and everyone's hearts full of grief and helplessness.
The other women were huddled in the corner, immersed in their own fear and sorrow.
At this moment, hearing the noise coming from this side, he was stunned at first, and then the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were like a flood that broke through the dam, and he could no longer control it, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
The crying was heart-wrenching, echoing in the slightly dim thatched hut, as if trying to vent all the suffering and grievances they had endured.
Some women cried until their faces turned red, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, wetting their tattered clothes; others covered their faces tightly with their hands, their bodies trembling constantly, and choking sounds came from their throats, as if every cry took up all their strength.
Seeing this, the village chief's wife and Guyu and others were filled with pity and heartache.
They walked over quietly, squatted down beside the women silently, then reached out and patted their shoulders gently.
However, at this moment any words seemed so pale and powerless, so the village head's wife and Guyu and others just stayed there quietly, letting them cry and vent silently.
They knew that after going through so much hardship, these women needed a moment like this to vent their emotions. Only by crying out the pain in their hearts could they perhaps feel a little better.
In this way, a long time passed before the deafening crying gradually subsided.
Several women slowly raised their heads, their eyes were red and swollen from crying, and there were still traces of tears on their faces.
They supported each other and slowly stood up, then bowed deeply to the village chief's wife and Guyu and others, their eyes full of gratitude.
One of the women said in a voice that still contained a hint of tears, "Thank you so much for saving us. If it weren't for you, we really don't know how much longer we would have suffered in this nightmare. Maybe... Thank you so much."
The other women also nodded in agreement, and the gratitude in their eyes became stronger and stronger. At this moment, they truly saw a glimmer of hope from the dark abyss, and this glimmer of hope was brought to them by the people of Sujia Village.
Seeing this, the village chief's wife hurried forward, stretched out her hands to help them up, her eyes full of concern and love.
She said softly, "Girl, do you have any relatives? If so, we can find a way to send you back to reunite with them."
However, after these words fell, there was a heart-wrenching silence.
The girls lowered their heads, as if lost in extremely painful memories, and did not respond for a long time.
The depressing atmosphere permeated the thatched hut, making people feel particularly heavy.
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