The cliff is so far apart that naturally the bowl cannot be thrown over.
Er Guang saw that the bowl was not even half full, but fell straight down. He looked up at Mr. Liang in surprise.
How dare a servant do this to him?
Mrs. Liang gave him a mocking look, turned around and left.
Erguang frowned, thought for a moment, then turned around and ran away.
"What did you go to do?" Aunt Feng asked.
Mrs. Liang smiled: "Let out a bad breath."
Although this bad breath can't come out much.
Compared to the hardships they suffered on the mountain, their behavior just now was actually a bit childish and funny.
Aunt Feng raised her eyes and looked at the broken bridge on the edge of the cliff.
I don’t know whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing that Mr. Liang is so arrogant. There’s no clear picture of everything right now.
She looked up at the sky again. The weather should be like what Ali said.
After enjoying the meal, no one wants to clean up the remaining dishes.
Aunt Feng began to organize people.
She divided the maids on the mountain into three teams, and the child slaves into two teams. Each team selected a captain, and gave a strict warning that no matter what happened, they must listen to these captains.
And the captain who was selected was really dumbfounded.
When it was done, their faces were glorious.
If things don't work out, that'll be bad. Others may not be held accountable, but what about them? It's inevitable that they will lose their lives.
No one knew what Aunt Feng wanted to do, but no one raised any objections and obeyed obediently.
At this time, they should not be distracted, lest they disturb others, and even more afraid of disturbing themselves.
Sanguang and Siguang were still lying on the ground.
From the conversations between these servants, they had already figured out their purpose.
They didn't dare to curse or make a sound anymore. They looked at each other from time to time, and the arrogant attitude at the beginning was completely gone.
But the more you are afraid of something, the more you become afraid of it.
A servant girl who was selected as the captain suddenly pointed at them and suggested: "I'm most afraid that some of them are still pregnant with babies. How about we take a knife and chop them to death one by one."
"I think it's feasible," said another captain. "Everyone has blood on their hands. No one can take this thing off."
Sanguang and Siguang were so frightened that their eyes widened.
But Aunt Feng shook her head: "No, just keep it."
"Keep it?" Liang was incredulous, "It would be a shame for these two people to die."
"Ali said it's still useful." Aunt Feng said.
Everyone was stunned.
"Ah Li?" Liang frowned.
Most people didn't know it, but the servant women who went with Aunt Feng and Yu Ma to deliver food to the horse thieves on the front hill that night felt strange and curious in their hearts.
That night, Aunt Feng even had a big argument in front of Mrs. Bian in order to defend this Ah Li.
At that time, Aunt Feng's tough attitude made everyone look at her with admiration. Even Mrs. Bian was suppressed in her momentum.
In fact, many people at that time could not understand why Aunt Feng was so protective of a little girl. Even if it was not the girl who did it, there was no need to argue like this in front of Mrs. Bian.
Now that Aunt Feng mentioned this name again, they all had a vague guess in their hearts.
Perhaps, it was precisely because Ah Li was involved in this escape plan that Aunt Feng defended her so much?
This explanation made it clear, and at the same time, they felt more at ease, as it turned out that they had already planned and arranged it.
"Let's divide the work," Aunt Feng said, looking at the first group of maids. "The road down the mountain is not easy to walk. You go prepare kitchen knives, hoes, and axes. Everyone must leave as soon as possible."
"Yes!" the leading servant girl responded.
"If you can't chop it down, use fire." Aunt Feng looked at the second team of servants. "You go and prepare vegetable oil, lard, lamp oil and wine. We brewed all the wine on the mountain, and it should be ours. If we encounter someone on the road,
When we see people blocking the road, we throw them at them, like Lin Youqing, and then throw a torch."
"yes!"
Aunt Feng looked at the third team of maids: "Tear down all the wooden doors and doors and windows on the mountain, stick them with nails and glue, and make two of the same size. The largest one."
"good."
Yu’s mother was puzzled: “How to use this?”
Aunt Feng didn't answer. She pointed at the three and four girls and said to the first group of girls: "Wait for an hour and then loosen them."
The girls were a little dumbfounded.
The oldest one pointed at himself: "Us? But will they beat us?"
"I have no strength." Aunt Feng said.
These three, four, and four people look fierce, but they have been hungry for almost three days, and they look like they haven't slept well for a long time, so they have no strength.
The girl looked at them and nodded timidly: "Yes."
Aunt Feng, the last group of girls, said: "Go and pack the food. We need to eat on the way. The more we prepare, the better."
They liked this and immediately responded happily: "Yes!"
After arranging the manpower, Aunt Feng set up an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the courtyard and inserted two sticks of incense into a bowl filled with rice.
"After burning one, burn another. Before the burning is finished, everyone must finish the important things at hand and come back here."
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.
Aunt Feng herself had no time to spare, and went to the room with Liang's mother to sort out the medicine in case of accidental casualties.
After sorting out a few medicine jars, Mrs. Liang felt a little worried and asked, "Is this really feasible?"
"There are so many people together, so don't be afraid." Aunt Feng said.
"No matter how many of us there are, we can't stop others from having too many knives." Liang was uneasy. "Who did you listen to when Bian Baye left the mountain?"
Aunt Feng took a deep breath, looked back at her, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has reached this point, let's just go on."
She opened several medicine jars in her arms and poured the contents into the paper on the table.
Mrs. Liang and Mama Yu watched her skillfully packing and were silent for a moment.
After a while, Mrs. Liang said softly: "Forget it, I'm following you anyway. You can do whatever you want, and I'll follow you."
Yu Ma also said: "I never have any ideas, I will follow you two."
"However, let's prepare a few packets of poison." Mrs. Liang said again, "I'm still afraid of death. I can't bear the way they died. It's not up to me to do what they want to do with my body after death. I will die anyway.
I don’t want to be too miserable.”
Aunt Feng was moved and said in a low voice: "Don't think so scary, everything will be fine."
However, she herself had no confidence in her heart.
Mrs. Liang didn't speak anymore and was silent for a while. She opened the medicine jar again, and like Aunt Feng, poured out a few herbs for treating trauma and wrapped them up.
The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a possibility of heavy rain at any time.
Some people have made up their minds, while others are still uneasy.
But no matter what, they are preparing for the things at hand.
After years of training in the mountains, these servant women have long been polished and capable. Before the second stick of incense is burned, except for the third team, the first team and the second team, including the girls, who have to stick the door panels and windows.
