We were in a hurry, so everyone quickly packed their things.
With so many people in the Nan family, tidying up the tables and benches was no easy task, and Nanzhi helped out as well.
Just as we finished packing up, the hunters returned.
Li Tian asked his wife, "We haven't eaten yet, why are we setting off? We hunted quite a lot with Hunter Song today."
Li Tian's wife told him what had happened on the mountain.
"This is outrageous! Are they even human?!"
Looking at the empty camp, Old Man Li grabbed someone at random and asked.
This question is quite significant.
Old Li put down the rabbit in his hand, and the smile of satisfaction he had when he first returned was gone from his face.
Head straight to the Taile Village campsite.
"Old Zheng, what are you doing?"
Zheng Xinghai said irritably, "Of course we're setting off, to get away from ungrateful people like you."
"This, this," Old Li hurriedly waved his hands, looking aggrieved, "This has nothing to do with me."
Who knew that these ignorant and arrogant people would dare to steal things from Professor Nan?
Zheng Xinghai felt annoyed just looking at the people from the three villages. Although Old Li hadn't done anything, he was still the village chief of Lijia Village.
Wu Yingqiu, who informed on the truth, was from Lijia Village.
This was the first time Old Li had ever been hated by so many people, and he slunk away from the camp.
Nanzhi glanced at it.
"Village chief, how is Old Li?"
Zheng Xinghai: "He is a good person, honest and kind, but the people in his village are not like that."
Not long after the people from Taile Village left, the group of people from other villages who had gone up the mountain returned.
Each of them carried something on their shoulders, beaming with joy.
"Village chief, all the people in Taile Village have disappeared."
Wang Zhi and Chen Hai looked towards the Innag across the street.
There's no one left; the place is deserted.
Wang Zhi didn't care. "So what if they left? We can still get there by following their tire tracks."
Old Man Li strode over and loudly rebuked, "How can you be so ungrateful? We were the ones who begged Master Nan back then, and now you've offended him completely for a few things!"
Chen Hai disagreed, "Village Chief Li, we're just trying to make a living. Everyone's so poor we can't even afford to eat. What else can we do if we don't rob?"
Old Man Li let out a long sigh.
They're not wrong.
"You can find food yourself. This mountain is huge, surely you can find something to eat?"
Wang Zhi: "Old Li, we don't know anyone here. What if something bad happens to you if you go out on your own?"
Old Man Li was furious.
"Moreover," Wang Zhi continued, adding fuel to the fire, "there are people from your village among them."
The villagers of Lijiacun all bowed their heads.
Old Li is exhausted.
Back at his camp, Old Man Li gathered everyone together and made a decision.
Every household in Taile Village has a horse-drawn carriage or an oxcart. Without the sycophants following behind, there's no need to worry about them, so the procession moves very quickly.
They covered a distance that took two days in just one day.
Seeing that it was almost time and everyone hadn't eaten before leaving, Nanzhi stopped.
Li Tian's wife held the lotus root she had dug up, unsure how to eat it.
After walking all day, everyone was hungry.
Fortunately, Song Hanyan and the villagers brought back another wild boar, and now they could cook another big pot of meat.
During this time, Nanzhi gathered everyone together and explained several ways to eat lotus root.
The large pot in the middle was bubbling away, releasing a delicious aroma of meat that made many people's mouths water.
The atmosphere in the Zheng family was somber, and Zheng Xinghai blamed himself for misjudging people.
Zheng Wenyuan was distressed and didn't know how to comfort his father.
As darkness fell, Zheng Wenyuan looked up and saw a shocking scene.
"Dad, look over there!"
Zheng Xinghai looked up and saw a group of people emerging from the depths of the jungle.
They didn't look very clear from a distance, but as they got closer, they were all tall and strong, tough guys.
Zheng Xinghai's heart sank. He had just broken away from the group when he encountered these people.
Judging from their fierce and menacing appearance, they might be bandits.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xinghai walked towards the Nan family camp, his legs shaking.
"Oh no, Nan girl, they're robbing us! Let's get out of here!"
Nan Zhi was puzzled, but following the direction he was pointing, she indeed saw many people.
There are at least two or three hundred people.
They were all adult men, carrying many things on their shoulders.
Nanzhi frowned. If the other party came to rob them, there was no way they could stop them.
Nanzhi has prepared for the worst.
The villagers stood up, gripping their kitchen knives and hoes tightly, and confronted these people.
The two sides were on the verge of conflict.
"Hey, what are you all doing? Put your weapons away!" Zhou Chang scolded repeatedly.
Nanzhi raised an eyebrow, finally understanding what was going on.
Just then, Song Hanyan looked at her.
The two understood each other without saying a word and continued with their own business.
Zheng Xinghai felt that the person looked familiar, but before he could take a closer look, the person came over and grabbed his hand.
"Village Chief, how have you been?" Zhou Chang said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhou."
Zheng Xinghai exclaimed in delight.
Nanzhi pretended not to know.
"Master, what are you doing here? Didn't you go to the capital?"
Zhou Chang: "The capital is far away. I didn't expect to hear about the trouble in the village on the way, so I came to see you."
Zheng Xinghai pulled Zhou Chang aside and said, "Mr. Zhou, it's fine to look, but what's with these people behind you?"
They always give off the impression of wanting to rob and plunder, which makes me uneasy.
They were farmers, strong, but they couldn't defeat so many people.
Zhou Chang: "Sigh, I met some other people fleeing famine on the way, so I asked them to take me with them. This old man has old arms and legs, so I need someone to look after me all the time."
"Who are these people?"
"They're all from blacksmith shops, so they might be durable..."
"Oh, blacksmithing is good, blacksmithing is good."
Zhou Chang patted Zheng Xinghai on the shoulder and went over to catch up with the Nan family.
However, Zheng Xinghai still felt there was a problem.
The huge group was made up entirely of burly men.
The blacksmiths in the county town all had families to support.
All of these men in front of him were bachelors, none of them had a wife.
“Sir,” Zheng Xinghai ran over, lifting his robe, “something’s not right.”
Realizing his voice was a bit loud, Zheng Xinghai lowered it.
"What... something's not right," Zhou Chang wondered, wondering if his explanation hadn't been clear enough.
Or perhaps he discovered a flaw?
"Sir, have you been scammed?"
Zhou Chang's heart pounded.
"reconciliation?"
Zheng Xinghai: "Look, they are strong and look like blacksmiths, but there is not a single woman among them. Blacksmiths have wives, right?"
Zhou Chang: ......
I was careless.
A man from a military background naturally didn't have his wife come along.
“Well,” Zhou Chang said, “they all got together because of family troubles, and some of them don’t even have wives yet.”
Zhou Chang burst into tears, speaking in a pitiful manner.
When he came to his senses, he found a large group of villagers sitting in front of him listening.
There were also quite a few men, young and old.
No, are all the people in this village so fond of gossip?
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