Chapter 21 Why does this feel like a dog skin plaster?
Chapter 21 Why does this feel like a dog-skin plaster?
We were busy most of the night last night, and everyone got up late the next day.
At noon on the second day (around ten o'clock in the morning), everyone opened their eyes in a daze.
Several old people and little Wang got up early, and after they got up, they asked Jiang Yulai to take a nap for a while.
Everyone who had just gotten up stretched their arms and legs. They felt that they were even more tired after a night's rest. Some of them had backaches and were even more tired than walking dozens of kilometers.
Little Wang helped Mrs. Jiang cook in the open space next to her, and she smelled the rich aroma of rice when she woke up.
After everyone gathered together to have a meal, Jiang Zhiyue took everyone to the place where the fight happened yesterday and planned to burn the body.
The weather is hot now, and it would be bad if the corpses were piled up for a long time and a plague would occur.
All you could see were corpses staggering around. The blood on the ground had dried up, like pieces of reddish-brown cloth covering the ground.
One can imagine the intensity of the fight last night.
They endured the discomfort and dragged the bodies to one place, found some dry firewood in the nearby woods, put them on them, and lit a fire.
After finishing all these things, more than an hour passed, and everyone was exhausted and panting.
I just saw so many corpses and was not in the mood to eat, so I decided to go on a long journey.
Because there were two more carts to push, their pace slowed down again.
Perhaps it was because of the long delay that I saw someone coming from behind before I left.
The people coming behind were a group of people from Jiangjiacun. It was already noon, and they originally planned to stop and rest.
But when I saw the blood stains on the ground and the black marks after burning, I was afraid that something might happen if I stayed there, so I decided to go further away and rest.
Suddenly, someone saw the Jiang family's team in front and said loudly: "Do you think that's Jiang Xiucai's family in front?"
Everyone else also looked ahead.
"I thought the queue was really long. How could Jiang Xiucai's family have so many carts?" Someone took one look and then denied it.
But everyone still stood on tiptoes and looked ahead.
Jiang Hengrong's family and Mrs. Wu's family, who were walking at the front of the team, could see it most clearly. Who else could they be if they weren't Jiang Xiucai?
Mrs. Wu curled her lips and was dissatisfied: "Hey, I thought they were all dead, but they ran ahead."
It's not surprising that she would think so. Just now, many people thought that the blood stains on the ground belonged to the Jiang family who left first.
At that time, many people felt scared.
Especially Mr. Jiang Kangde's sons, daughters-in-law and Song Furong's family were glad that they did not go with them.
Otherwise, if you meet bad guys on the road, and there are so few of them, there will definitely be no good end.
There was nothing wrong with Song Furong's family. They didn't want Song Furong to follow because of their own safety.
But the sons and daughters-in-law of Mr. Jiang Kangde’s family are different.
