Third Grandpa saw Third Grandma crying and rebuked her in a low voice, "Stop crying, woman. Hurry up and pack your things, we need to go find people."
Third Grandma quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Yes, yes, we need to pack up quickly and go, now is not the time for tears."
Those evil men were too cruel, and who knows what has become of the people in the village? How many are still alive? They had to hurry out to look for survivors; if they couldn't find any alive, they would at least have to collect the bodies of the deceased villagers.
Ms. Chu and Mrs. Cui also started packing up with a few children.
In their haste to escape, the three families didn't bring much with them, only some food and water.
The men from the families took up clubs, sticks, and machetes—tools that barely counted as weapons.
Gu Jinli had even less to carry; he slung over his shoulder the cloth bag given by Qi Mansion that contained coarse salt and took up a dagger, and he was ready to go.
