Mrs. Qiao walked over quickly and saw the Zhao family stuffing things into their mouths.
Ms. Qiao pursed her lips and couldn't help but get greedy. These people lost a lot of their luggage when they met the bandits. How come the Zhao family still had something to eat? And now the Zhao family didn't seem to see her. They were doing whatever they were supposed to do.
Luo Zhenniang was on guard against the Qiao family, but Zhao Luoyang felt that Wu Blacksmith's family came at the right time.
Zhao Luoyang lowered his voice and whispered something into her ear.
Mrs. Yang looked at her granddaughter without blinking: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Luoyang whispered: "If you eat candy, I will tell you a big secret. I haven't told anyone yet."
Old Mrs. Yang said: "Don't bully your mother."
Zhao Luoyang showed a smile.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, if she doesn't eat this candy, her little granddaughter will definitely die.
Mrs. Yang had no choice but to eat caramel. While eating, she felt it was a pity. Such a good thing was smashed. Wouldn't it be delicious to eat a little every day?
Wouldn't it be good for them to leave it to their children?
After all, he is just a little kid who doesn’t know how to live. He has something in his pocket and wants to get rid of it immediately.
While Mrs. Yang was thinking about it, she felt her granddaughter's hand touch her, and then she stuffed something into her palm.
Mrs. Yang touched it suspiciously, then turned aside and took a sneak peek.
Oh my god! It looks like a piece of silver.
There are one or two weights.
Where did the money come from? Is it real or fake? Mrs. Yang was so shocked that her eyes were straight.
Zhao Luoyang continued as if it didn't matter: "Our family has been struggling all night and we have no energy left. You threw away all the baggage with bran skin cakes, and now you can't light a fire to make food. Is it possible?
Make everyone hungry? Even though caramel is nothing, it can still work, right?"
"If you get sick, it can't be solved by a piece of candy. Which one is lighter and which one is heavier?"
Old Mrs. Yang was speechless. Wasn't her granddaughter asking her to throw away the baggage with the chaffy cakes?
Is she still kissing her breast? The little granddaughter stabbed her chest with a knife, but no matter how big the knife was, it couldn't compare to the piece of silver in her hand.
Where did the money come from? Why doesn’t the granddaughter care at all?
This piece of silver is equivalent to half of their belongings.
Now was not the time to ask. Mrs. Yang felt like she had a rabbit in her chest and finally calmed down. She had to pretend that nothing was wrong so that no one would notice.
The Zhao family's ancestors and grandson were muttering to each other. Mrs. Qiao couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but the Zhao family didn't seem to have any intention of helping.
"Ms. Yang." Mrs. Qiao called again.
Mrs. Yang seemed to have just seen Mr. Qiao now, and she made a smacking sound while wrapping the candy in her mouth.
Qiao was so tired and thirsty that she couldn't help but swallow a sip.
Mrs. Yang looked up and down at Mr. Qiao: "Didn't you leave first? Why are you back?"
Mrs. Yang's words were heard by many people around her, and Qiao could clearly feel that those people looked at her with disgust.
"We didn't leave first," Mrs. Qiao squeezed her daughter's hand, "My Aunt Yu has a stomachache and can't walk. This delay... meant she couldn't catch up with everyone."
Old Mrs. Yang said: "Is the child okay now?"
Wu Yugu didn't know what to do, so Qiao quickly pinched her daughter's hand.
Old Mrs. Yang couldn't stand this: "Don't torment the children for nothing. Who still doesn't understand why you left?"
Why did the Wu family leave? Mrs. Yang knew it all.
When the bandits caught up with them, Blacksmith Wu wanted to go with Xue Li and others to stop the bandits, but they were grabbed by Qiao. At that time, Mrs. Yang was sure that Qiao wanted to escape, but they disappeared from behind.
Mr. Qiao always goes to something when he sees an advantage, and hides when he sees a danger.
Now looking at the appearance of several members of the Wu family, it seems that they have been in decline along the way.
Ms. Qiao felt regretful in her heart. If she had known that the Zhao family were fine, why would they have bothered to run?
After the family left, they kept climbing up the mountain. Unexpectedly, the dark road was so difficult to walk. They took the wrong route twice. The family was exhausted and had to go back the same way, only to encounter bandits again.
Blacksmith Wu had the strength to lead his eldest son to resist the bandits. Fortunately, the government officials arrived in time, otherwise their family's lives would not have been saved.
Even so, many of their belongings were gone, the earthen pots used to boil water for cooking were broken, and a lot of the food they brought fell into the mountains. I wonder how much her husband and son could pick up.
Blacksmith Wu's mother, Mrs. Zhang, was wiping her tears beside her. She looked at Mrs. Qiao and said, "Next time, you have to follow closely what you say. I've long said that you, Mrs. Yang, have a good life. Whatever you encounter, you will turn it into a blessing.
Wouldn’t listen.”
"It's all my wife's fault." Qiao's eyes were red and she squeezed her daughter's hand fiercely.
Yugu was so painful that she cried: "Mom, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time."
Luo Zhenniang couldn't bear it when the Wu family was crying like this. Mrs. Qiao felt sorry for her son and would not take it out on him, but she was willing to spare her daughter.
Luo Zhenniang was about to speak, but Mrs. Yang stared back.
Some people can help, and some people can't. Once you reach out your hand, you won't let it go. If she wasn't in a place like this, she could still say a few words for Wu Yugu, but not now.
Old Mrs. Yang said: "If she wants to pinch her child, she can pinch it! She doesn't feel bad about it, and others don't feel bad about it either."
When Mrs. Qiao heard what Mrs. Yang said, she knew that this road was not feasible, so she no longer pretended to be pitiful. Instead, she let go of her daughter and helped Mrs. Zhang sit down next to her.
Mrs. Qiao wanted the Zhao family to help her men and find the luggage they had thrown away. It would be best to give them some water and food. Their family had suffered a lot. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang would not give her a chance at all.
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Mrs. Qiao made up her mind that they would not leave unless something came, and they would follow the Zhao family.
When Wu Erniu saw Zhao Yuanrang, Zhao Yuanji and Zhao Yuanbao drinking from a water bag, he immediately licked his lips and moved over in small steps, hoping to ask for a sip. Unexpectedly, the three Zhao brothers ran away after seeing him.
Mrs. Qiao felt resentful in her heart. She didn't expect that the folks in the village wouldn't even give them saliva. If they were given some food and saliva, could they still rely on it?
Mrs. Qiao bit her lip, the more this happens, the more we won't leave, and we will die in front of them.
Luo Zhenniang sighed, and Mrs. Tao came over and said softly to Mrs. Yang: "I'm afraid you have to follow us all the time."
Mr. Qiao and Mr. Tao were both from the same village, so they were somewhat related.
"Let them follow," Old Mrs. Yang said. "If they can, they can walk to Taozhou by themselves. No one is allowed to help them anyway. Now you can't bear it. If you encounter bandits again, she will kill your children."
Throw it out to fend off bandits, do you believe it?"
Mrs. Tao nodded. Even after her mother said this, she didn't dare to help Mr. Qiao.
Mrs. Yang was still thinking about the one tael of silver, so she pulled her little granddaughter aside and asked, "Is this silver? Where did it come from?"
Zhao Luoyang smiled and said: "I got it from fighting mountain bandits."
Mrs. Yang didn't believe it and asked again.
Zhao Luoyang lowered his voice: "There are so many people, so don't let others listen. Don't worry, no one will care about what we want. My granddaughter means that when we get to the front and go to the city, we have to buy something to take with us."
Old Mrs. Yang frowned and asked me to spend money after she just gave me the money?
Zhao Luoyang said: "There is an epidemic here, so we can't stay too long. Although everyone escaped the bandits this time, there were losses to some extent. Some people were injured. I'm afraid it will be troublesome to move forward.
You have to talk to everyone and make plans early."
Mrs. Yang also saw it, and when she ran here, everyone exhausted all their strength.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Let's pool our money together to buy big animals and drive away, shall we?"
"What?" Mrs. Yang was stunned, "What are you buying?"
Is your little granddaughter dreaming? A donkey costs forty dollars.
Zhao Luoyang held her breast's hand: "Don't worry, it's not like we can't buy it. Didn't we kill the bandits and make meritorious deeds? Maybe the Yamen will give us some rewards. Let's do it together!"
Zhao Luoyang felt that he had to find a way to get the donkey. The third aunt was pregnant and could no longer walk. If this continued, someone would die.
Old Mrs. Yang wanted to go somewhere, but her little granddaughter stretched out her hand again, and then she felt something familiar in her hand.