Chapter 108: Misfortunes never come singly

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They tied up several young men at once, sealed their mouths, and searched the house.

The food hidden in the firewood pile in the corner was dug out first.

There are seven or eight bags of grain, including white flour, rice, sweet potatoes and corn.

The few men who followed were crazy with joy when they saw hundreds of kilograms of grain.

Zhao Ruoxia even stole the money bag hidden by Mrs. Lin. When she opened it, she found that it was full of silver notes, silver barley, and a pair of gold bracelets that made her teeth itch just thinking about it.

"I knew that there were only a few places where the old man hid his things, and they haven't changed in so many years! I've only been away for a few months, and the Lin family has become so rich, fifty taels, one hundred taels, two hundred taels... Oh my god ! Two hundred taels of silver!"

"If you have two hundred taels of silver and eat chaffy vegetables every day, you must be mentally ill! The wild boar can't eat fine bran and will live in poverty for the rest of its life!"

"If you don't want to spend the money, I will accept it and live a good life for you!"

The man smiled from ear to ear and kissed Zhao Ruoxia suddenly on the face: "That dead girl from the Lin family is nothing, you are my lucky star!"

Zhao Ruxia was praised so much that she felt like she was stepping on clouds, her soles were light and she lay in the man's arms and gave her a gentle hammer.

"mother……"

The cloth on Tianji's mouth fell off at some point. He didn't know why when he woke up, a group of people rushed in to tie them up, and he didn't know why the man in front of him with a ferocious face and a long scar on his face would Hold his mother in your arms.

He was so frightened that tears fell from his eyes, but in the fierce eyes of several men, he did not dare to reveal any of his crying.

Zhao Ruoxia stiffened and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Do you want to tell a child less than six years old that after his mother was divorced, in order to earn money for her stuttering and to avoid being bullied, she dated another man?

A man in the team picked up a cloth and roughly blocked Lin Tianji's mouth again, pinching his cheeks till they were red and swollen.

"Be gentle! This is my son!" Zhao Ruoxia pushed the man away.

Unexpectedly, the man smiled evilly and said indifferently: "You are already our sister-in-law. Does it matter whether this little bastard lives or dies?"

Zhao Ruoxia rubbed Tianji's cheek and glared at the man. She didn't notice at all that Lin Tianci, who was an arm's length away from her, broke away from the binding rope at some point and ran out the door quickly, screaming.

He ran towards the cave with all his strength.

"Help! There is a thief! Help!"

Tianci has been running around the mountains all year round, and his pace is fast and frequent. He can actually run a hundred meters in one go.

Unfortunately, he lacked stamina, and soon he was hit on the back of the head with a stick by the man following him. Blood immediately flowed out, and he fainted and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, his shout just now was loud enough, and everyone in the direction of the cave heard it.

The men who had been rushed to the door to look out because their wife was giving birth to a baby in spring, immediately looked in the direction of the shouting.

Zhang and Dao rushed out of the cave like lightning and ran at the front.

That's her son's voice!

Unexpectedly, not long after everyone walked out, another shout came from the cave behind them.

"It's on fire! The cave is on fire!"

Thick smoke billowed out from the cave.

The cave contains all the remaining belongings of the villagers. If it is really burned down, there will be nothing left!

Hu Er: "It's terrible, go back quickly! Our things are all in there. If they are burned, it will be over!"

Half of the people who had just stepped out immediately turned back and ran back to the cave without any hesitation.

The remaining half was about to continue following the boy's voice to save people, but was stopped by Uncle Hu again.

"Dayao, uncle, your wife and children, I'm still in the cave!"

The cries of children and the exclamations of women exploded in the originally silent mountain forest. For a while, birds and beasts scattered in all directions, and the scene was chaotic.

The remaining half of the people also hesitated, and started to run back with a hard heart.

Only Mrs. Zhang went crazy and ran faster than before.

Cao Ayao followed closely behind him.

On Old Mrs. Lin's side, she was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, and her ears were filled with villagers' cries for help. She was thinking about the situation in the stone house, but her men couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

Because the spring birth of a daughter-in-law was not in the right fetal position, and the baby came out feet first.

What made her collapse even more was that her granddaughter was still beside her. The smoke was billowing in the cave, choking her nose and throat, and even adults couldn't bear it, let alone a toddler.

The crowd around them scattered in panic, like headless flies, carrying their belongings and rushing towards the entrance of the cave to escape.

I don't know who doesn't have eyesight, but didn't see Xiangyun standing aside. The package on his back suddenly hit her small body and knocked her to the ground.

"Abao!"

Mrs. Lin screamed and rushed forward to help her granddaughter, but was pushed aside by another wave of fleeing villagers.

There happened to be a protruding sharp stone in the direction where Xiangyun fell. If she hadn't blocked it with her hands, the sharp stone would have almost penetrated her eyes.

Even so, the stinging pain in her palm still made her cry on the spot.

In the midst of the chaos, when Mrs. Lin heard her granddaughter's subtle cries, her heart felt like it was being fried in a frying pan. She burst into tears on the spot!

Seeing that another villager was trying to step on her granddaughter's body, Mrs. Lin pushed through them like crazy.

At the critical moment, Chun Sheng rushed into the crowd and pulled Xiang Yun out.

When Mrs. Lin rushed over, what she saw was her granddaughter's bloody palm, with blood beads falling drop by drop.

"Bao, who did it with a thousand swords? Ah..." Old Mrs. Lin beat her chest and her feet, her palms pulling the gauze trembling, as if she was afraid that her granddaughter would break if she exerted any force.

Xiangyun didn't want to worry her grandma, so she endured the pain and twitched her lips: "It's okay, grandma, it doesn't hurt..."

She didn't see how distressing her pale face and wrinkled features were, and what she said was not convincing at all.

The more she said this, the more tears Mrs. Lin shed.

It didn't hurt, the palm of my hand was almost pierced.

It was already this time, and her granddaughter still didn't want her to worry. Mrs. Lin only wished she didn't have eight hands to slap everyone who passed by her daughter.

It hurts, it definitely hurts.

But still bearable.

Xiangyun took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from the space and sprinkled the powder on it. The bleeding stopped quickly and gave her time to observe her surroundings.

She had noticed something was wrong from just now. The cave was filled with smoke, and she could only hear people shouting "fire" from beginning to end, but there was no spark at all.

It was obviously a smoke bomb deliberately released by someone.

Just when the union heard the eldest brother's cry for help, Xiangyun immediately concluded that someone was working together with the gang of thieves to deal with the Lin family.

"Doctor Lin, look at my wife, she seems to be dying!"

Chunsheng choked with tears, picked up his wife and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

Xiangyun looked up and saw that Chun Sheng's wife, who had spent a lot of energy in childbirth and was breathing weakly, was choked by the thick smoke and immediately coughed violently. The situation was very critical.

The unborn fetus had half of its feet exposed, and it was cold and bloodless.