After hearing Dong Sujia's words, Xiaoyin immediately understood, "Miss, you have to be careful and don't get close to them."
Xiaoyin wanted to leave, but he was not at ease.
"Don't worry, I know my limits." Dong Sujia said.
Having experienced life and death once, she cherishes her life more than anyone else.
Being alive is more important than anything else.
After hearing what his young lady said, Xiaoyin felt more relieved.
Without saying a word, he immediately walked towards the yamen.
Because of poverty, the yard that the old woman's family rented was in a remote area.
This place is close to the village, so they rented a thatched house.
From their conversation just now, it seems that the old woman still had some spare money at home, but it was all robbed by these gangsters.
They are now robbing openly, just like now...
"What are you here for? Of course, to see if there's anything to eat at home." Several thugs laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, a "bang" was heard in the house, as if something heavy had fallen.
Seeing this, the old woman was shocked.
He didn't care about the thugs outside and ran into the house.
Looking at the skinny back, Dong Sujia discovered that the old woman had lost so much weight.
It is obvious that when she was in the dilapidated temple, she was not as thin as she is now.
She was already a little unsteady when she walked. Besides being thin, it was probably because she had been hungry for many days.
Dong Sujia's eyes were red. She didn't know that so many things had happened when she left her sight.
"Shi Tou, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, don't scare me..."
From the room came the miserable voice of the old woman.
"Zhuzi, Zhuzi, what's wrong with you..."
Dong Sujia wanted to step forward, but when she thought of Xiaoyin's words, she held herself back.
Looking at the other gangsters, they were no longer surprised by this situation.
Rummaging around, trying to find something valuable.
"Boss, those two losers haven't gone to collect herbs these past two days, so I don't think they've found anything valuable." One of the thugs said.
His tone was full of disdain, and it was obvious that he was very angry about not finding anything.
While they were talking, several of them had already started throwing things around in the house.
Looking at their movements, they are very familiar.
They know exactly where everything is in the room.
In this case, it is obvious that this kind of thing happens frequently.
It must have been at least eight times, if not ten times, otherwise it wouldn't be so clear.
"What valuable things can this piece of junk have?" said the leading gangster.
His tone was full of disdain, but he didn't leave immediately.
Considering their familiarity with this home, Dong Sujia had no doubts about it.
"I think this ceramic pot is pretty good." said one of the gangsters.
"You can't take this. It's the only valuable thing in my house. I also need to make medicine for my son."
The old woman came out and grabbed the ceramic pot tightly.
In fact, the pot had several holes sealed on it, but even so, the old woman held on tightly and was unwilling to let go.
The thug ignored her and kicked him in the chest.
"You old woman, if you know what's good for you, just let go. If you had let go earlier, you wouldn't have gotten kicked like that."
The punk scoffed.
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