After the six sticks of incense were burned out, the servants and women had almost packed up their things.
Many people were stunned when they learned that Aunt Feng wanted them to throw the big plank across the river.
But with the encouragement of Mrs. Liang and Aunt Fang, everyone still followed the instructions.
Aunt Fang was carrying two baskets of wine, which were extremely heavy.
Several girls followed her holding wine jars and helped her slightly lift the bamboo basket.
Many people don't understand why Aunt Fang came forward so quickly this time. When she was still in the compound, she was one of the first to come forward.
Even Aunt Feng was puzzled by herself before, why she agreed to leave with Xia Zhaoyi before many things were determined.
Maybe it's a moment of passion, maybe it's a moment of excitement, but after all, this is not something that can be done impulsively.
Unlike them, Aunt Fang is a sensible person. She knows exactly what she wants and why all the servants have reached this point.
Perhaps after the stone bridge was broken, their tight strings were relaxed for a moment, and this relaxation gradually spread, making people even more lazy and lazy.
First, Liang deliberately provoked fights to save everyone from going down the mountain to deliver food, and then it rained heavily and the mountain was flooded, making it difficult to move. Once you enjoy this rare freedom, those inertia will make people more and more bold.
Therefore, everything is traceable.
Aunt Fang actually wanted to leave a long time ago. She had been making secret plans. She once thought of doing something in the wine to poison a few bandits.
Her relationship with everyone was not good. Among Aunt Feng and Liu Sanniang, Aunt Feng was even more disgusted.
Because Mrs. Bian valued Aunt Feng the most among the stewards in the backyard, and Aunt Feng enjoyed being praised and sought after the most.
But today I never thought that it would be Aunt Feng who caused this.
Seven or eight servant girls were holding hoes and axes to clear the way ahead.
It's almost flat here, but it's overgrown with grass and knee-deep in water, so walking is no easier than walking up the mountain.
The large wooden railings were getting closer and closer, and many thick, rusty iron nails could be faintly seen in the light.
Aunt Feng walked at the front of the crowd, holding a hoe in her hand. She raised her hand to cut off a handful of wild branches blocking the road, and looked up at the big river.
Ah Li said that there were gullies three feet wide on both sides of the river, inside the circle of wooden poles. The river had probably overflowed and filled up those two gullies.
"Three feet wide." Aunt Feng whispered, looking back at the wooden board behind.
The length should be enough, after all, all the doors, bed boards and window sash in the back mountain have been brought.
Aunt Feng withdrew her gaze and looked at the railings in front. With a thought in her mind, she shouted to the servants next to her: "Let's go chop down those wooden poles!"
Seven or eight large wooden poles were nailed to both ends of the board, each extending one foot. After confirming the stability, they were laid on the first ravine.
Then everyone was divided into four groups, and each group wrapped the same hemp rope around their bodies. The other end of the hemp rope was tied to the rock over there, and then fixed with a cut wooden pole.
Then it’s time to cross the river.
The first gully was easy. After standing firm on the high ground in the gully, everyone worked hard to lift the plank on one side and spread it to the other side.
In this way, although it was difficult, we successfully crossed the river.
Everyone cleaned up the mud and water on their bodies and checked the food in the bamboo baskets.
Aunt Feng looked back at the river, all the anxiety before crossing the river dissipated, but before she could take a breath, she shouted again: "Sisters!"
Everyone was stunned.
This was the first time Aunt Feng called them like this, and everyone looked up.
"I'm sorry," Aunt Feng looked at them, "I lied to you."
Everyone has not yet reacted, or in other words, they no longer know how to react, their heads are buzzing.
A servant girl came forward and asked, "What did you say?"
"This is not the way down the mountain. I asked you to bring this board up. It's not the way up the mountain either."
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
"Don't worry, I won't harm everyone for no reason. This road is not our way to leave, but it is our road to revenge!"
Mrs. Liang stood next to her, holding her arm: "What on earth are you talking about?"
"We'll kill them!" Aunt Feng suddenly shouted.
The crowd, which had started making some small comments and noises, suddenly fell silent.
The mountain breeze was blowing, and everyone's messy hair was dancing in the air.
"Kill them?" a servant girl murmured.
"Don't you want to?" Aunt Feng's eyes turned red, "I know many of you don't like me, and how could I ever like myself like this? It's not that I want to excuse myself, but it's not just these people who have turned me into this.
Is it harmful?"
Everyone said nothing and looked at her quietly.
"Killing them will allow us to leave openly, without worries, and we will not be considered as aiding the evildoers. We are eliminating harm for the people! We can make up for our mistakes and return to the village, town or city to live our own lives!"
Mrs. Liang glanced at everyone and shouted loudly: "Just tell me how to kill them. I'll kill one to be enough, and kill two to do justice for heaven!"
Aunt Fang heard the sound and said: "Say it! Since you have already planned it, just say it directly!"
Aunt Feng glanced at the crowd. After driving for half a day on the mountain road, everyone was unkempt.
But their eyes are different, as bright as stars.
This is a desire.
Aunt Feng grinned and pointed to the big wooden board: "Lean on it."
Chu Fengyuan was quiet.
Mrs. Bian sat blankly on the seat, her eyes still looking like she had not calmed down.
Caiming brought a cup of hot tea over. There were several thin, straight and smooth hair tips floating on the tea.
"Madam, have a drink," Caiming said.
Mrs. Bian seemed unable to hear and had no reaction.
Bian Yuanxue was still sitting at the table over there, her hands on the table trembling and clenched into fists. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became.
The aunts sat on both sides, and a few of them looked at Mrs. Bian who had lost her mind over there.
Most of them, like Aunt Zhao, have lost their souls and have no idea what to do.
"Actually, it is not a matter of failure." Caiming added, "When these people are caught, kill them all. If the rice is gone, there will still be some, if the stove is destroyed, we can still build it, and if the people are gone, we can still rob them.
But madam, you can’t let your body wear out.”
"These stewards are very capable." Mrs. Bian said in a low voice, "Not to mention how long it took for the new arrivals to come, but once they arrive, who will take care of them?"
Moreover, they are very hungry now.
"You bastards!" Bian Yuanxue slammed his hands on the table and screamed, "We provide food, drink, clothing and shelter for these bitches. If it weren't for us, they would have starved to death with the victims at the foot of the mountain.
Got it!"
"So, I have to thank you?" a girl outside the house said loudly with a clear and sweet voice.
