My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 55. I want to serve Songer, is it considered a confession?

Chapter 54. I think taking care of Songer is a confession?

"Speaking of nonsense, Lin Yuxiu's house was robbed. We didn't gain anything good either. Where will we find food in the future?" Liu Su looked worried.

Cheng Li sneered, "Lin Yuxiu has no food, but don't forget, there's also Uncle Xu's family. They got a lot of food from the landlord. The whole family of five has a radiant appearance. . . To tell you the truth, on the way back, I have already discussed with others. Now that the Liu family has fallen, Uncle Xu has lost his backing, even if we directly go and rob, no one dares to trouble us."

"Good idea, so when do you plan to take action?" Liu Su hurriedly asked.

Cheng Li lit a torch, her eyes filled with greed, "Right now."

Songer, who was sleeping drowsily, was suddenly awakened by a commotion. She quickly got up and looked out the window.

Outside, flames were soaring, and countless people rushed towards Uncle Xu's house. Lin Danni and her two daughters were fighting against a group of masked thieves. There were probably hundreds of them. Lin Danni and her daughters were quickly overwhelmed. Uncle Xu and his son-in-law cried for help in despair.

But no one paid any attention to them. All the neighbors who had a good relationship with Uncle Xu came out to see, but when they saw that there were over a hundred people, they knew that helping would be useless, so they retreated back into their houses.

These thieves seemed to have planned it in advance. They smashed open the lock of the woodshed and recklessly grabbed the piled-up food inside.

Fortunately, their goal was food, not lives. In just a few minutes, they emptied the woodshed, and the crowd receded like a tide.

Leaving behind Lin Danni and her two daughters lying on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Uncle Xu looked at them lying motionless on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and shouted loudly at the backs of the thieves as they left, "You bunch of damn dogs! Don't think I don't know who you are. How dare you rob our food! Do you have no shame?"

"Help! Someone is stealing food!"

"Songer, don't go." Cheng Qingzhi, who was also awakened by the noise outside, grabbed her hand. "It's useless for you to go. There are too many of them."

Songer nodded, "I know."

In troubled times, one can only protect oneself wisely.

After daybreak, some neighbors came to Uncle Xu's doorstep to inquire. After a night's ordeal, Uncle Xu looked haggard and withered.

Seeing that there was no more food in Uncle Xu's house, the family couldn't even afford a bowl of porridge.

On the contrary, the neighbors who usually chatted and gossiped with him suddenly started cooking, filling the courtyard with fragrant smells.

Uncle Xu felt a deep hatred in his heart, but he was powerless.

These villagers finally had a satisfying meal and felt extremely pleased, so they couldn't help but start gossiping.

"If we had known that his family had so much food, we should have acted earlier."

"By the way, have you heard? Last night, some refugees broke into the houses of several widowers, kidnapping the adults and young children. Their fate is still unknown, but it's estimated that they were violated."

"Is it true?"

"Of course it is. Zhang, the widower, had an empty house with clothes still on the bed. It's estimated that he was taken while sleeping."