"Several villagers who blocked the road not only confiscated Jiang Xiucai's oxcart, but also beat Jiang Xiucai. Jiang Xiucai was carried back to Jiangjiapo by his cousin who was traveling with him. His father Jiang Lizheng felt bad when he heard about it.

They called the villagers over to discuss countermeasures. They all unanimously decided to send the salesman to the mountains, leaving him enough dry food and water, and left the rest to fate. Although this was unethical and even a bit ruthless, no matter whether leprosy spread

Come here, or if the surrounding villages find out and come looking for you, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the whole village."

"However, before the villagers of Jiangjiapo could send the salesman away, a large wave of villagers from Changping Village rushed into Jiangjiapo."

"It was night. These people entered the village with their faces covered and held torches. They were like bandits, but even more ferocious than bandits. They captured hundreds of Jiangjiapo people together and tied up their hands and feet.

In the main room of Jiang Lizheng's house, they robbed Jiangjiapo villagers of food, poultry and livestock..."

"They accused the people of Jiangjiapo of having leprosy, and on the grounds of the safety of the villagers in Shiliba Village, they set fire to the yard of Jiang Lizheng's house. When the villagers in Jiangjiapo wanted to flee, they used hoes, shovels, and hammers to hit their heads, breaking their heads.

The blood flow will not spare even women and children. At this time, no one in the villagers of Jiangjiapo has symptoms of leprosy..."

Luo Fengtang and Liu Xueyun both let out a deep sigh.

That day, Risong hit the wall with his fist. With a bang, a hole was made in the wall, and a piece of dust fell from his head.

Luo Fengtang quickly raised his hand to cover Yang Ruoqing's head.

"Brother Ri, please control your anger. The cellar collapsed due to your smashing and we all have to be buried in it." Liu Xueyun reminded in a deep voice.

That Risong huffed and puffed, "I'm really angry. How can there be such a reason? This is a massacre of the village!"

And the people who did these things were not bandits or bandits, but the villagers of Changping Village.

In Narisong's understanding, the villagers in Changping Village should be simple and honest people like Yang Huazhong Changgen Daniu.

It was really hard for him to imagine that the villagers, who looked simple and honest during the day, would do such cruel things at night.

"To be honest, I couldn't believe it when I saw this paragraph." Yang Ruoqing raised her head, glanced at the angry Narisong, and said slowly.

You can quarantine, you can seal off villages, but you can't burn everyone under the guise.

Among these people, there may be latent viruses among those who had a lot of contact with the salesman, but other people in the village who had not had contact with the salesman were safe.

The entire village was burned down without explanation. It was too arbitrary and bloody. Animals knew how to save each other, but some people lost their humanity in the face of disaster.

"How did Jiang Xiucai's family of three slip through the cracks?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Jiang Xiucai's father, Li Zheng of Jiang Jiapo, had some selfish motives. When the yard was burned down, he took advantage of the chaos and hid his son, wife and grandson who had just turned one month old in this cellar. He told them not to care about what happened above.

No one is allowed to come out."

"Instead of saying it is a cellar, it can be said to be the secret room of the Jiang family. At that time, Jiang Xiucai was still injured and had his legs broken. He hid in the cellar for two months."

"During this period, Jiang Xiucai's wife, the mother-in-law on the bed, secretly climbed out of the cellar to inquire about the situation, and found that Jiang Jiapo had long been razed to the ground."

"The more Jiang Xiucai thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He wanted to secretly go to the county government to file a complaint and avenge the Jiangjiapo villagers who died in vain. But their son happened to be sick and Jiang Xiucai couldn't leave, so he wanted to tell everything about the situation here.

I wrote it down and planned to wait for an opportunity to meet a passing salesman next time and then send the letter to his classmate named Zhang, so that classmate named Zhang can help him redress his injustice."

Luo Fengtang glanced at the letter in Yang Ruoqing's hand: "Obviously, he failed to send this letter after all. What about himself? Where did he go?"

Risong and Liu Xueyun both raised their ears that day, as this was what they were most concerned about.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The child was seriously ill, and he did not dare to call the doctor for fear of being recognized as being from Jiangjiapo. So he went up the mountain alone to dig herbs for the child in a dark and windy night. From then on, he never went to the doctor again.

I couldn’t come back either…”

"Did he...die in the mountains or run away?" Narisong was stunned.

Luo Fengtang frowned: "If you want to run away, you don't have to wait so long. There must have been an accident in the mountains."

Liu Xueyun also clenched his fists, "Although I have never met Jiang Xiucai, I feel that Jiang Xiucai is not the kind of person who abandons his wife."

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, "Yeah, I think so too. His wife was hiding in the cellar with her child and was in panic all day long. If she couldn't wait for him, the child would be gone soon, the wife would be desperate, and the whole family would be gone.

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Some died unjustly and miserably, some had their lives uncertain, and some died miserably while waiting.

This is just Jiang Xiucai's family. A family that died tragically like this, there are dozens or twenty families in Jiangjiapo, with hundreds of living lives...

Over the past few decades, to future generations, this was just the accumulation of a set of numbers, but under the circumstances at that time, families were broken up, burned to death, and beaten to death, which was comparable to hell.

The people who created this hell with their own hands were actually some villagers in Changping Village.

"What kind of gods are so cruel? I won't lie in front of Qing'er and Tangyazi. My favorability towards you villagers in Changping Village dropped to zero in an instant. It's a pity that after decades, I didn't let you

I really want to kill those beasts with my own hands!" Risong was so angry that his face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

Luo Fengtang frowned: "My anger is no less than yours."

Liu Xueyun thought for a moment and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Can Jiang Xiucai highlight the names of those butchers in his letter?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Liu Xueyun, "You guessed it right, Jiang Xiucai wrote down all the names of the leaders. If those leaders hadn't deliberately used other villagers' panic about leprosy to incite emotions and create chaos,

The Jiang Jiapo matter cannot be solved in such an extreme and cruel way."

"Since you have written your name? Jiang Xiucai is so clever. I thought most of the scholars were nerds. Come on, show me which idiots they are." That day Risong reached out and took the piece of letter paper and put it in front of his eyes.

Look carefully.

"But these ones circled in red letters?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, the red letter is blood."

Risong was startled for a moment, and his face became more serious.
Chapter completed!