CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 91: YOU DARE MAKE TROUBLE FOR ME? YOU MUST HAVE A DEATH WISH

At the same time, those helping the third house with work, besides the subordinates of the third house, also included the group who helped dig sweet potatoes before.

They didn’t even need food or work points, only the antidote to the itching powder.

Otherwise, the itching was so unbearable that death seemed preferable.

These people, apart from working, were tortured by the itching powder and became much more subdued.

Meanwhile, when the third house was building the stone house, someone sneaked into their straw shelter.

At the time, only Tang Qinghuan and Tang Shuo were playing inside. When they saw someone, they immediately shouted to alert the adults.

But they only had time to make a short cry before their mouths were covered.

Those people searched the house for food, and when they found nothing to eat, turned their attention to the two little ones.

Among a group of skinny kids, Tang Qinghuan and Tang Shuo were chubby and clearly well-fed.

They licked their lips as they were about to take them away.

Tang Zan had already rushed into the straw shed, dragging those people out into the open space and giving them a severe beating.

Ribs were broken, and mouths were damaged, making it difficult for them to eat.

This was meant to serve as a warning to others!

Only then would others be afraid.

When Tang Shuo and Tang Qinghuan threw themselves into Pei Shu’er’s arms, their bodies were still trembling slightly.

She was also a bit scared. If they had come a little later, these two adorable little ones could have been eaten by these beasts!

Once there’s a first time, there’ll be a second.

You can’t allow it to happen every time!

After everyone arrived in this place of exile, the government officers no longer cared even about the midday black bread.

Everyone was so hungry that they saw stars and naturally kept a close eye on the people of the third house.

The third house lived a life that made others envious.

Some who followed the third house managed to dig up some sweet potatoes and, by scrimping and saving, found stability.

Therefore, the third house’s straw shelter was frequently visited, but nothing was ever found.

Seeing this, everyone was glad they had listened to Pei Shu’er and made a cellar; otherwise, the food would not have been preserved.

Seeing how these people acted like wolves and tigers, everyone sped up the construction of the stone house.

Having a stone house would provide the greatest security for everyone!

With many hands and plenty to eat, the subordinates worked very efficiently.

It took only ten days to complete the house, with a temporarily wooden structure for the roof, and they found someone among the exiles who had experience roofing, resulting in excellent work.

The outer courtyard wall, along with the livestock shed, was also enclosed with walls, greatly disappointing those hoping to sneak in for a bite.

After the courtyard was completed, Pei Shu’er led everyone into the house. Once they moved back in, everyone felt warm and relaxed.

It was a completely different feeling from living in the straw shack.

Everyone prepared meals in the kitchen and invited people from the second and fourth houses for a housewarming meal.

Remarkably, they even managed to craft tables, which were very smooth and attractive.

Although they were just large stone tables, it was much better than having nothing, resembling human living conditions.

Especially when the table was filled with food, the people from the second and fourth houses collectively swallowed.

The table had savory boiled wild mountain chicken, with some yam for added flavor and nourishment.

There was also fish soup; the fish was delicious and tender, a delight to eat.

There were scallion pancakes and flavored cakes. Pei Shu’er even made dumplings and buns.

The dumpling filling was wild mountain chicken mixed with cabbage and seasoning, tasting superb.

Everyone couldn’t get enough of them.

Even more remarkably, there was white rice on the table, each grain distinct and crystal clear.

Paired with the vibrant colors of braised pork and steamed pork, the taste was beyond compare.

Although the portions weren’t large, everyone was very happy with their meal.

Everyone admired Pei Shu’er’s ability to hide things and her exceptional cooking skills were beyond words.

Old Madam Tang also had a smile on her face, sincerely happy for the people of the third house.

Among the four houses, the people of the third house lived the best.

Even though Pei Zhong was imprisoned and about to be executed, the third house people didn’t worry about being bullied by others.

Thinking of her third son, Old Madam Tang’s eyes couldn’t help but redden a bit.

Everyone was having a great time eating, having been hungry for so long.

Finally able to have a good meal, everyone ended up stuffed.

They all leaned back on the stone stools, very ungracefully burping.

As for those outside, they were gathered at the courtyard wall, drooling, unable to wipe it away fast enough.

The aroma was overwhelming!

Truly overwhelming.

How was the third house living?

Why was everyone else exiled here while they seemed like they were on vacation?

Was there any way for people to survive?

Aunt Lin and Tang Qingrou crouched weakly outside the courtyard wall, clutching a handful of grass leaves.

It took them a long time to find something to eat, and now, with the aroma of the third house’s food, they could barely swallow.

Tang Peilin wanted to come too, but unfortunately, he was now feverish and confused, abandoned by the people of the first house under a tree, ignored by everyone.

After feeding Tang Peilin poison, Mrs. Li also came outside the courtyard.

She loudly called the names of the people in the third house, trying to get some food.

Unfortunately, it was too noisy inside for anyone to hear.

Tang Qingrou puffed out her sunken cheeks and, gritting her teeth, said, "In my opinion, with so many of us, it’s best to rush in and make them give us food."

Aunt Lin’s eyes shifted, discreetly observing the people on the perimeter.

She saw that they were all starving and rabidly eyeing with a green light, numerous, around thirty or forty.

While there were only about twenty people in the house.

If these people obeyed, they might manage to grab some food by rushing in.

She even smelled pork earlier!

Pei Shu’er, that crafty girl, could really hide things.

"Everyone, let’s rush in and grab some food. Only by doing so do we have a chance for survival."

Anyone with sense wouldn’t listen to Aunt Lin.

But most were too hungry, with only their animal instincts left, and strength in numbers made them think they could rush in and benefit.

Thus, while the inside was full of cheerful chatter and laughter, outside, an attack on the stone house was already forming.

First, a few people tried to push the wooden door, attempting to open it with brute force.

But those who leaned against it were instantly hurt by something sharp, covered in wounds.

Blood flowed freely, and their eyes were pained and red.

Unaware of the first wave’s plight, those behind continued pushing, and after several attempts, those inside finally couldn’t bear it and passed out.

However, those outside didn’t care; they just wanted to eat.

They wanted to eat the delicious braised pork, the steamed meat, and the big meat buns.

Other people, smart enough to think the wall was weaker, also tried pushing it together.

But as soon as they exerted force, they realized this thing was astonishingly strong!

They couldn’t even budge it!

At that moment, a person stood on the courtyard wall.

Tall and slender, with an indecipherable expression, an air of cold menace always surrounded him.

He let out a chuckle, then a few stones flew out, striking the heads of the ringleaders.

"Causing trouble for me, you’re tired of living."

Aunt Lin gritted her teeth, about to morally shame Tang Zan, when an old woman by her side wailed in grief.

"Oh, darling, you can’t die! What will I do if you do?"

The same scene played out in other areas, with five or six dead.

Not even able to utter a final word.