Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

"Sister-in-law, why are you stopping me?" Lian Rongrong looked at Lin Chuyue with disbelief.

She had thought her grandmother would object, she had thought Wang Yang would object, and she had even thought her mother would object, but what Lian Rongrong never expected was that in the end, it was Lin Chuyue who would stop her.

“Ru’er said she’s scared!” Lian Rongrong calmed down and looked at her little niece hiding behind her sister-in-law.

Tears instantly streamed down her face uncontrollably. Lian Rongrong looked at Fu Bao in her arms again, wondering if her bloodthirsty appearance just now had also harmed her son.

[Mother, I'm not afraid! Bad people deserve to die!]

Fu Bao's soft, cute voice contrasted sharply with the words he spoke.

That's right, bad people deserve to die! In this world where no one can uphold justice, Lian Rongrong is the justice for the Lian family.

"Take Ru'er away!" Upon hearing Lian Rongrong's words, the old lady froze.

She understood that these three girls were determined to make Lian Xiuyan pay with her life before they would stop.

Wang Yang stood to the side, trembling and afraid to approach. Although Lian Xiuyan was his biological mother, years of pampering had made Wang Yang selfish, timid and cowardly.

But in the end, she was still his biological mother who carried him for ten months and gave birth to him. Wang Yang cautiously approached the old lady.

"Grandmother, please save my mother! She didn't do it on purpose!"

Wang Yang lowered his voice very, very low, as if afraid that Lian Rongrong would hear him and come after him again.

The old lady hesitated twice before finally letting out a heavy sigh.

Meanwhile, Lin Chuyue did not leave with Ru'er; she continued to use her scabbard to block Lian Rongrong's longsword.

"Sister-in-law, they killed my brother!" Lian Rongrong was puzzled. In her opinion, her sister-in-law was the one who clearly distinguished between love and hate.

Now that her brother-in-law has died tragically because of Lian Xiuyan and Wen Hui, how could her sister-in-law remain indifferent, and how could she let the culprit go unpunished?

Lin Chuyue used her right hand to push away Lian Rongrong's longsword.

"Do you think I don't want her to die? But if you really kill her, Father won't forgive you. Neither will Yijun!"

From the day I married into the Lian family, your eldest brother told me that no matter what happened, I had to protect the safety of my mother and her two children.

Because without my uncle, there would be no Lian family!

As soon as Lin Chuyue finished speaking, Lian Rongrong shouted angrily, "These words again!"

My elder brother has already lost his life for the sake of so-called responsibility. Why are you still so stubborn?

It was Wang Qi who saved her father, not Lian Xiuyan! What has Lian Xiuyan been doing all this time?

Wasn't the Lian family's tolerance for her and her two children enough? Now, for her own selfish reasons, she has caused the deaths of so many people!

"Sister-in-law, shouldn't she have died?"

"She deserves to die!" The usually silent mother suddenly went berserk and rushed in front of Lian Xiuyan, tearing and whipping at the culprit who had killed her son.

Seeing her usually gentle mother writhing and hitting Lian Xiuyan like a madwoman, Lian Rongrong couldn't stop the tears from welling up in her eyes.

No one stopped Lian's mother, because they all knew that she needed to vent, to release her resentment and despair.

After an unknown amount of time, Lian's mother finally collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Lian Xiuyan's hair was in a mess, and her face was covered in bloody marks.

Even so, Lian Rongrong didn't feel sorry for this woman at all.

"Let's go. Whether she lives or dies is up to fate!" With Lin Chuyue's help, Lian's mother shakily got up.

Lian's mother walked up to Lian Rongrong and gently took the long sword that her daughter was tightly gripping.

"Mother, why?" Lian Rongrong looked at her mother with tears in her eyes and trembling lips.

"So many lives! Are we really just going to let Lian Xiuyan go like this? And Big Brother, Big Brother..."

The tears of Lian's mother burst forth the moment Lian Rongrong called her "elder brother." She covered her face and wept bitterly, as if she might faint at any moment.

Lian Rongrong dared not upset her mother any further, and simply stood aside silently shedding tears.

After a long silence, Lian's mother finally regained her composure. She wiped away her tears with her sleeve, looked up at her youngest daughter, and said with difficulty:

"She deserves to die, but she can't die by your hand! Rong'er, I don't want to dirty your hands. Just leave her here to fend for herself."

Now that things have come to this, what else can Lian Rongrong do?

She glanced at her mother, then at her sister-in-law; one had lost her son, the other her husband. Yet they were still bound tightly by so-called morality and responsibility.

At this moment, Lian Rongrong finally understood that Dasheng was Dasheng after all. In this feudal country, even women like her sister-in-law and mother could not escape their shackles.

However, such a life was too stifling. Even Rongrong didn't want it to be like this, nor did she want the people she cared about to be like this.

Today's events are beyond her control, but Lian Rongrong secretly resolved that in the future, she would break free from this cage.

Let my sister-in-law, my mother, and millions of other people who are bound by shackles know what true freedom is.

Lian Xiuyan's mistake was unforgivable, so when she clung to Lian Rongrong's leg and hysterically begged Lian Rongrong to take her with her, all she got in return was a kick to the gut from Lian Rongrong.

Lian Rongrong led everyone except Lian Xiuyan on their way, including Lian Xiuyan's son, Wang Yang.

At first, Lian Xiuyan struggled to keep up with the crowd, and Wang Yang, as her son, would occasionally help his mother.

However, Lian Xiuyan's physical condition gradually made her unable to keep up, and she grew further and further away from Lian Rongrong and the others.

When Wang Yang helped Lian Xiuyan up, he saw that Lian Rongrong really had no intention of waiting. In the end, she chose to save her life over her mother.

Lian Xiuyan was left further and further behind, and Lian Rongrong didn't even look back once. She just kept walking forward, not wanting to linger even for a moment, even though she didn't know what lay ahead.

The place where the group encountered the mudslide was actually less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn at the edge of the jungle. In fact, if Lian Xiuyan and Wen Hui hadn't stolen the ring, no one would have died.

Those vibrant lives perished because of the selfishness and greed of evil people.

If the guards and maids who risked their lives to save Lian Xiuyan knew this, would they be resentful in the afterlife?

If the eldest brother knew that Wenhui had stolen the life-saving item, would he still have been willing to risk his own life?

Lian Rongrong didn't know, and couldn't figure it out; she only knew that her mind was in a mess.

With the future uncertain, even Rongrong could no longer find herself when she left Dasheng.

For several hours, Lian Rongrong walked along blankly, seemingly unaware of fatigue or hunger.

Everyone fell into an endless silence. No one wanted to stop, as if only exhaustion could take away a little of their sorrow.

However, at this time, Lian Rongrong was unaware that this was only the beginning of the disaster, and that more difficulties awaited them on the road ahead.