Lin Yue frowned and looked at Bai Wutong. "Madam, should we go help?"
If they spoke nicely, Bai Wutong might be willing to help them. Since they had threatened Bai Wutong, morally kidnapped her, and even ordered her around, why should she show them face?
Bai Wutong gave Lin Yue a meaningful glance and deliberately said loudly, "We don't know each other. Why should we risk our lives to help you push the cart? If you die, we can't be blamed for being cold-blooded and heartless. It's you who are utterly dumb."
Bai Wutong spoke quite loudly. The woman holding the child in her arms suddenly raised her head and looked anxiously at her man. "Husband, let's go!" Even at this moment, her tone was soft and weak.
At this time, her husband was still a little hesitant. "Father, let's take some things and leave quickly."
If not for the fact that the old man was holding the cart with his hand, he would have slapped the couple. He said angrily and gloomily, "Bastard, these are all things passed down by our ancestor. If you lose them, how will you survive in the future?! Stop talking nonsense and carry them for me!"
Her husband did not dare to disobey the old man's orders, but the few large boxes in the cart were too heavy. They tried for a long time, but they did not move up by even a foot.
The woman heard the whistling wind behind her and looked at the young and innocent child in her arms. Despair rose in her heart.
Bai Wutong saw the hesitation and sorrow in the woman's eyes and shouted, "Are you intending to die with your son in your arms?"
The woman suddenly looked at Bai Wutong and met her gaze that seemed to imply she was looking at an idiot. She then looked at her husband, who was still pushing the cart with all his might. While she was at a loss, the child's miserable cries enlightened her. She snatched a bag from the cart and ran towards Bai Wutong and the others.
Her son was still so young. How could he die here!
His daughter-in-law, who had always been weak, had actually disobeyed his orders and even snatched their belongings containing the silver tael and grain. The old man exploded in anger. "I'm going to ask Ping'er to divorce you, you evil woman! Then I'll send you to the officials!"
The woman didn't even turn around. All she wanted was to get the child to a safe place before the flash flood.
The woman panted as she climbed up to where Bai Wutong was. With the help of the fire, she saw that the tsunami-like waves were only a few hundred meters away from her father-in-law.
The woman knelt down with the child in her arms and cried, "Husband, run quickly. It'll really be too late any later. Are those things really not more important than our children and lives?"
Her heartbroken and determined back view of her leaving just now collided in the man's mind. A sound that was like a bell ringing suddenly sounded. If the person was gone, there would really be nothing left.
The tiny splashes of water from the flood landed on their faces. The old woman looked back and saw that the huge wave was like a huge hand that was about to grab them and would fall on their heads in an instant.
The loud rolling sound seemed to be close at hand. The old woman, who had been imposing just now, was so frightened that her legs went weak. She stammered, "Old man, let's... let's go quickly! It's really going to be too late!"
"Husband! Father-in-law! Mother-in-law! Hurry up and run—!!!" The woman shouted sharply, and the child cried hysterically in her arms.
"Rumble—"
The sound of another small hill being washed away sounded like a devouring abyss with its mouth wide open in the rain-filled night.
The old man was indifferent to the old woman's words. He even shouted angrily, "Even if I die today, I'll push up the box handed down by my ancestors!"
On one side were his grief-stricken wife and children, on the other his stubborn father and panicking mother, and the ancestral treasures. Behind him were even more terrifying waves.
How should he decide?
The words "if the person was gone, there would really be nothing left" slammed into his mind again. Luo Ping gritted his teeth, picked up his old father, and held his old mother's hand. He finally made a decision.
The old woman shouted in shock, "Son, the bag!"
Luo Ping replied, "Mother, don't care anymore! Li Niang has the silver taels, the rest is not so important!"
The old man was caught off guard and was carried by his son. When he saw the cart gradually falling away from him, he gritted his teeth and pounded on his son's back. "You bastard, put me down. That belongs to the ancestors. If I die, how can I face my ancestors?!"
Seeing that his pounding did not work, he even bit his son. He bit the man's back shoulder until it was dripping with blood. But the man carried his parents halfway up the slope without saying a word.
Before Luo Ping could catch his breath, there was a huge wave. A few of their family's ancestral chests were shattered. With a whoosh, they were swept away again. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing to see except the waves and the surging flood.
The old woman touched her heart with lingering fear. It was really close. If she had turned around and taken the bag, her husband and son would have been washed away.
When she recovered, she raised her hand and slapped Li Niang, who was holding the child. The slap was crisp and almost shattered the sky.
Li Niang's vision was blurred and her mind was buzzing. She touched the corner of her burning mouth. It was bleeding from the slap.
"Little b*tch, heartless dog, how dare you snatch the bag? I'll beat you to death!"
The old woman pointed at Li Niang's nose and cursed. She still wanted to attack, but Luo Ping said tiredly, "Mother, stop it. If not for Li Niang, we wouldn't have been able to get back a single bag."
As soon as he finished speaking, his father slapped him hard and roared hysterically, "Beast! You beast! I'll beat you to death!"
Just like that, the things that his ancestor had for a few lifetimes were gone.
As the old man cursed, he raised the soles of his shoes and slapped Luo Ping's head as if he was looking at an enemy.
The old woman glanced at Li Niang, who was trembling and did not dare to resist while holding the child. She snatched the bag over. Taking into consideration that her grandson still needed to feed on her breast milk, she just cursed. Her heart ached even more when she thought of the assets in the cart.
If not for the fact that Bai Wutong and the others were unwilling to help, how could they have left nothing behind!
The more the old woman thought about it, the angrier she became. She ran to Bai Wutong and said, "If you hadn't instigated my daughter-in-law to run away, we would have pushed the cart up long ago. You have to pay for our family's shadow puppets that's worth more than a hundred taels!"
As soon as she said it, everyone drew their weapons almost at the same time.
There were cold blades, swords, pickaxes, and sickles on all sides... The old woman trembled in fear, but her words were still determined. "What do you want?! If you dare to touch me, I'll report it to the officials and let the officials arrest all of you!"
Bai Wutong said expressionlessly, "Then go." Then, she suddenly smiled meaningfully. "Or do you want us to help you?"
There was not a single word of threat, but the old woman felt a bone-chilling cold.
She wanted to say something harsh to regain her face. However, when she saw that there was nowhere to hide and that she could be torn into pieces at any moment, she shrank her neck and did not dare to say another word.
There was a splash as something fell into the water and was swept away.
Everyone turned around and saw Luo Qiang kneeling on the ground and crying into the surging flood.