Chapter 366 Will definitely come back
After Hu's mother realized what was happening, she hurriedly helped him up and scolded him, "Why are you doing such a big gift, kid? Hurry up, go early and come back early."
Shui Qing was overwhelmed with emotions when she heard that they should go early and come back early.
Some people get bored after being together for decades, while some people are hard to let go even after just a year or so.
Ling Ran nodded softly and replied, "I will come back."
I will definitely come back.
The sky was a little light, and everyone in the village was ready.
There were a total of 87 bandits, and about 30 or 40 of them were injured and unable to walk. They were tied up and thrown on the cart. The rest of them tied their hands with hemp ropes, and then strung together with hemp ropes. They were tied to each donkey cart in groups of six or seven and followed.
Forty men from Shanshui Village were assembled, led by Ling Ran. Several older men led the donkeys, and the other young and strong men carried long knives and stood on both sides of the donkey carts to escort them.
There were eighty or ninety bandits, and only forty men were responsible for escorting them, which was not a lot. Fortunately, about half of the bandits were injured and unable to move, and the rest were tied up and only needed to be guarded.
However, these people knew that sending them there would basically mean death, and they were afraid that they would fight to the death, so they could not relax at all along the way and had to guard them tightly.
Before leaving, Ling Ran's eyebrows were sharp and his voice was cold and deep. He ordered: "Once anyone is found trying to escape by untying the hemp rope, kill them without mercy!
It is better to kill by mistake than to let them go. Do you understand?"
"I know!" The men who followed the team responded loudly.
Before tonight, they would definitely not dare to do it, but after seeing the cruelty of these bandits, as well as the five lives lost and dozens of people injured in the village, they just felt that these people did not deserve to live!
Shui Qing looked at Ling Ran, who was like a sharp blade out of his sheath, and was worried and relieved at the same time.
Being kind to the enemy is cruel to your own people, and Ling Ran did the right thing.
Qin Yilin hurriedly suppressed his excitement.
This child has the demeanor of a great general - kindness is not the way to command troops, justice is not the way to command wealth, and being ruthless to the bad guys is the right way, and it is also responsible for one's own people.
After watching the team leave the village, a man immediately came forward to close and lock the gate.
There were fewer than eighty or ninety bandits in the open space in front of the bookstore, and it returned to its previous empty and wide appearance.
After the bandits were sent away, Shui Qing did not relax at all, and even became more tense, because she knew that last night was just the beginning, and the danger had not been eliminated, and was even closer.
The fire was still burning, and the fire was smaller than before. The big iron pot on it was not stopped, and it was always supplying steaming millet porridge.
The wounded in the bookstore had already been bandaged. The Zhao and Sun families suffered heavy casualties. The old man who died had been placed on the dismantled door panel, and the injured were fixed by Ding Heli with a wooden board to clamp the broken leg, and also applied medicine and bandaged.
Fan Qian, Fan Dazhu, Ersanzhu and Sanzhu also had broken legs and feet, but they were bandaged by Sizhu and Fan Laowu. Needless to say, Qin Yilin and Ding Jiajia would never come to help bandage.
In the past two years, Ding Heli would have helped out of friendship with fellow villagers, but later Fan Erzhu ruined Jiajia's reputation, and his family was greedy for life and afraid of death and took advantage of them, which caused such a great disaster to the whole village. Ding Heli's original passion gradually faded, and he didn't even come to see the wound.
As for Fan Qian's family, he now believes that life and death are determined by fate.
After all, Fan Sizhu and Fan Laowu have no experience, and they just rely on their feelings to bandage and apply medicine. In the past, Fan Dazhu would definitely make a fuss regardless, but this time he knew that it was useless to make a fuss - the villagers wanted to skin him alive, so how could he dare to make a fuss!
After Fan Qian convulsed, he was carried into the room and lay on the bed. Sun Jinhua was also locked in there. Fan Sizhu, the only one who was not injured, was busy taking care of him.
The door panels of the main hall were removed, and two long benches were placed on each side to support the door panels, with Fan's mother lying on them.
When the sky was slightly bright and did not affect walking and vision, the old village chief and the elders in the village came one after another to pay their respects.
Fan Jin, who was kneeling, stood up and walked to the yard with the old village chief Fan Qiye, Mr. Wang and other elders.
He had something to discuss with the elders in the village.
He looked at several elders and spoke in a gentle voice: "Old village chief, elders, today is the 28th, and the New Year will be the day after tomorrow. I want to bury my mother tomorrow and put her in peace."
According to the custom in their village, the dead should be kept at home for three days, waiting for relatives and friends to come to pay their respects. Now the world is in chaos, and the uncles from the mother's family cannot come, so it is better to bury her early.
Mr. Fan Qi agreed directly: "The Zhao family and the Sun family agree with you. It's better to bury them before the New Year. Life is not easy now. Our village has suffered such a big change. Let's keep everything simple."
The New Year will be the day after tomorrow. If the coffin is buried tomorrow, all the men in the village can help. It will take a lot of manpower to carry the coffin up the mountain. We can't ask people to do these things during the New Year or on the first day of the New Year.
Furthermore, five elderly people died in the village last night. County Magistrate Wu didn't know what happened. It's better to bury them early. If it's late and something unexpected happens, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bury them.
Fan Jin replied: "Okay."
The old village chief looked at the house and asked: "Do you have a coffin?"
"Yes, my mother prepared it when my father died." Fan Jin replied respectfully.
Old man Wang sighed: "Don't worry about the coffins of the elderly. They were all prepared early. It's the tragedy of the Zhao family. Not only did Mr. Zhao die, but the eldest and his wife of the Zhao family also died. Their coffins have not been prepared yet. We are trying to find a way to get them together."
There are coffins in the village, but they are divided into good and bad ones. The Zhao family suddenly has two more coffins. If they borrow the good ones from others, they will have to pay back the good ones later, which is too much money.
At this time, it is not convenient to go out to buy, so they can only borrow from the village first.
Fan Jin's family is still good, at least their family has separated and lived separately, avoiding the disaster, otherwise both families were injured, and the old man's funeral could not be handled.
Father Xu comforted Fan Jin, then looked at the other companions and said: "Those two families don't even have a person in charge, let's go there to help out first.
Jin boy, this is all up to you."
Shuiqing is now the backbone of the whole village, managing the affairs of the whole village, and must be very busy; dozens of men and women in the village were injured, forty went out, and three families had accidents, and people were needed everywhere. Compared with the three families in trouble, Fan's family was the least injured, so it can only rely on Jin boy to handle it here.
The old village chief comforted: "Shuiqing handled last night's incident very well. I would never be able to do so well."
He knew his abilities. He could arrange for the wounded to make porridge, etc., but he could never interrogate those bandits, especially to find out the person behind the scenes.
Shuiqing was very good. He was not wrong about her. She was even more powerful than he thought!