When passing by the Lu family carrying large and small bags, Mr. Lu gave them a cold look, which showed that he still resented the fact that they had just given the porridge to the officials.
The other Lu family members are also full of resentment.
"What the Lu family did is really inappropriate. The people who are starving and freezing are not helping, but they are helping the officials who are not needed at all. Didn't you see that those officials brought their own dry food?"
"I think they all think that by licking their faces and leaning in to please them, these black-hearted officials can make things easier for them!"
"Hmph! Just wait and see, there are so many things, how can these women carry them all without our help!"
Everyone looked at the white snow covering the road in front of them, waiting for a good show. It would be difficult for passers-by to walk on it, let alone carrying heavy objects.
The ladies of the Lu family have never done heavy work, but they compete for a stick of incense and a breath of air. The more others want to laugh at them, the less they can let them get their way.
"Second Aunt, let me carry it instead."
"No, just carry Ning Ning on your back. Aunt Second will drag this pot to the ground today even if you drag it!"
"Third aunt..."
"No, I'm going to show these soft-footed shrimps today whether the women of our Lu family have any seeds!"
"..."
Song Mingyuan looked left and right, forget it, stopped persuading, and directly put the contents of the pot into the space.
A light touch on their backs made the aunts suddenly startled. Before they could lift the lid of the pot to take a look, Mrs. Lu Er was the first to realize what had happened. She hunched over slightly, looking overwhelmed.
"This pot is too heavy!"
As soon as she said this, she successfully stopped Mrs. Lu San and Mrs. Lu Wu from wanting to lift the lid of the pot and take a look. Something flashed in their minds.
Years of tacit understanding allowed them to understand each other's intentions instantly.
Mrs. Lu San's face wrinkled: "Yes, it's so heavy! Hiss - it hurts my shoulders. Maybe it's because there are too many things packed in it."
Seeing each of them acting better than the other, Mrs. Lu Wu, who was not good at acting, was stuck for a moment, and the next second she said: "Fortunately, I am born with great strength."
Second lady and third lady: "???"
How can you, a woman from the Lu family, be so outstanding?
Mrs. Lu is the most familiar with them. Under normal circumstances, they would not say such things unless the situation is abnormal.
Her daughter-in-law's acting skills soar only when she is scheming, deceiving, and trying to cover up something.
There is something wrong with that pot designation.
Mrs. Lu thought about it for a while and could already guess that Yuanyuan must have used magic to make the contents of the pot disappear.
Making this connection, Mrs. Lu thought of the missing things in the General's Mansion and the door that severely injured Zhang Shiming.
It turned out that Yuanyuan had already helped them a lot when they didn't know it.
God must have seen that the Lu family was suffering so much that he gave them a treasure like Yuan Yuan.
Mrs. Lu secretly made up her mind to never let Yuanyuan's ability be exposed even slightly, thus putting her in endless danger.
Looking at the daughters-in-law who were taking the blame, she pursed her lips and frowned, showing a look of distress: "What can we do? The road is still so long. If you can't hold on, let me come. Even though my mother is old, she is still very useful."
Only Mrs. Lu Si was successfully fooled without knowing what was going on. She hurriedly said: "Mom, how can I let you carry this? I am the one who will carry it!"
If she hadn't known that there was nothing in the pot, Song Mingyuan would have thought there was a big weight in it, but she also knew that everyone was carefully protecting her.
Except for not having a father, this world is actually pretty good.
The Lu family members had been waiting to see them collapse on the road due to lack of strength, and were even prepared to ridicule them severely if they asked to come to their door.
But instead of waiting for the Lu family to fall on the road, they waited for the officer's whip.
The Lu family members were all shocked. Is there any mistake? They were beaten when they fell behind, and they were beaten when they were ahead? Are they deliberately targeting someone?
Some people blushed and asked angrily: "How could you do this! Why are you beating us when we are already walking ahead? They are walking so slowly, aren't they the ones you should beat?"
"How can you treat the same exiled prisoners differently? Is there any justice? Even if you are official officials, you can't do this!"
Deng Liang whipped him, and his dark eyes revealed a ruthlessness that was inconsistent with his delicate appearance.
"Do I need a reason to hit you?"
His companions laughed loudly: "Even a group of exiles also want justice and justice? If it falls into our hands, we will be justice!"
"Brothers, give this boy a long eye and let him see what justice is!"
Immediately, an officer went up and dragged the young man who was speaking out by his prison uniform, and threw him aside like a sack.
"Stop! Stop it! What are you going to do? Let go of my son!"
A woman rushed out of the crowd, scratching at the officials who were blocking her like crazy.
An official who can escort prisoners to exile is not a good person, so he kicked her away, "You stinky bitch, you dare to scratch me, do you want to die?"
If they don't beat up the Lu family, it's to give Deng Liang face. Who are these people?
"You want me to let your son go? Yes, you can redeem him with money. One hundred taels of silver. If he loses one tael or less, I'll give him a whip!"
"I have no money!"
The woman was from the third house, and the two old men in front of her had already gone, and Mrs. Lu was in charge of the funeral.
The only son of the third old man was addicted to gambling. He was beaten to death because of a huge debt, leaving only his daughter-in-law Zhu and grandson Lu Peisheng. This woman is Zhu.
The money in her home, including the money the Lu family paid for the third house every month, was used to pay off debts. When the house was ransacked, the remaining three hundred taels were also searched, and only twenty taels were taken out. How could she give them to them? Go.
Wu Da has met many people like Zhu, so he thinks they don't know her little thoughts?
"You won't give it, right? Then don't blame us for being rude! Give me a good beating!"
Several officers raised their whips and struck Lu Peisheng. Every time the force fell, there was a shocking blood mark.
After a few blows, the prison uniform was torn.
Lu Peisheng screamed and rolled on the ground begging for mercy, "Mom! Give them the money, my son is going to be beaten to death!"
Seeing her beloved son's skin torn and crying, Mrs. Zhu hurriedly said: "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I'll give you money! I'll give you money, stop it!"
As soon as Wu Da raised his hand, the others stopped.
"I only have twenty taels at most here, give them all to you, let my son go!"
Wu Da stuffed the money handed over by Zhu into his pocket and ignored her prayers: "I said I would give him a whip if he missed one or two. You can't think of a way without you. I only give you a quarter of an hour. If you still can't If you can’t get it out, just wait to collect your son’s body!”
