Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 121: Theft?

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Theft?

The man gave Nanzhi a smile, then bowed his head and disappeared into the crowd.

As the crowd moved forward, Nanzhi’s hand on the cart beam tightened again.

"What’s going on, my chubby girl?"

Lin Ercheng looked at her in wonder as she seemed lost in thoughts, and waved his hand in front of her.

"I just saw a man and something about him seemed strange." Nanzhi didn’t hide anything, and raised her chin indicating the direction the man had gone.

"Really?" Lin Ercheng looked there, but only saw the back of a group of people moving slowly.

"Let’s get down and rest for a while."

"Okay."

Agreeing, Nanzhi no longer fret about the strange man.

After all, he just took one look before he left without doing anything strange.

"Sister Nanzhi, what were you doing just now?" Shen Miaomiao asked, clutching a sweet potato, puzzled.

"It’s nothing, just thought a man seemed strange, but he has already left."

As she spoke, Nanzhi took a bite of a pancake in her hand.

Indeed, the pancakes with added oil and spices tasted even better.

"Oh, I see." The little girl buried her head in the sweet potato and didn’t think more about it.

Aunt Guihua seemed to remember something and reminded: "Girl, put some ash on your face before driving, or let your brother drive and you stay inside the cart."

Nanzhi blinked in confusion, looking down at her ragged clothes and thinking it was unnecessary.

However, Lin’s mother nodded in agreement: "Listen to your aunt, later you, Miaomiao and Zhiyu should stay in the cart and let your second brother drive."

"Alright, okay."

Being cautious was always safe, Nanzhi wasn’t a fool either.

If they were to encounter ill-intentioned people, their mule cart full of women and children would definitely be an easy target.

Looking at the figure of Lin Ercheng, Nanzhi thought that letting her second brother drive could also deter them.

After all, many people are struggling to find a meal, and her second brother, with his strong appearance, could frighten many petty criminals just by looking.

At this point, Nanzhi suddenly understood why she found the man earlier so out of place!

The people around her were fleeing with heavy loads or pushing carts, all with dim eyes and thin figures. Yet the man just now was neat and had a bandit-like look in his eyes. How could he be a refugee?

Upon this realisation, Nanzhi suddenly lost her appetite for the pancake in her hand.

Could it be that they were going to run into some big trouble?

"What’s wrong, my chubby girl?" Chen Qiulan found it strange to see her sister-in-law holding a pancake in her mouth and looking miserable.

The pancake was quite delicious, what was wrong with her sister-in-law?

"I just saw, it seemed like, seemed like a bandit."

Nanzhi stuttered, not blaming her for being scared.

After all, she had grown up in a place with excellent public security, other than seeing bandits on TV and in novels, where could she have encountered these?

Thinking about the word ’bandit’, what appeared in her head were phrases like - ’killing rampantly’, ’committing all kinds of evil’, and ’filling up the measure of wickedness’.

She certainly didn’t expect to meet a chivalrous bandit who robs the rich to help the poor!

Thinking about the man’s smile at her before, Nanzhi’s face grew even paler.

"A bandit?"

Even Lin Yicheng and the others were stunned for a moment.

The group looked at each other with troubled expressions, and finally, it was Shen Miaomiao who broke the silence: "Sister Nanzhi, how could you think you saw a bandit?"

Nanzhi pinched her thigh, trying to calm herself down.

"He didn’t look like a refugee, he was all clean, and his eyes, his eyes were very fierce."

"Could it be that you misunderstand?" Lin’s mother, looking at these people passing by their cart, was somewhat incredulous.

Has this area ever had troubles with bandits?

"I don’t think so." Nanzhi shook her head, "There was a sinister look in his eyes."

Although she has never seen a bandit before, her intuition is usually accurate.

That man is definitely not a good person.

"In the next few days, I’ll have your second brother handle the loading. You and Miaomiao hide in the cart, let’s pick up the pace and get to Lin County as soon as possible."

As Father Lin spoke, he took another sip of his water, put away his bamboo tube, and got up onto his feet.

"Alright."

Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

After their meal, the group repacked their belongings and continued on the road.

"Mother, do you think father received the message?" Shen Zhiyu, a straw doll in hand, asked a dazed Nanzhi.

"He should have received it by now.

Nanzhi nodded and said.

"Then why hasn’t Adai come back yet?" The child’s face wrinkled in confusion.

Could it be that Adai was caught and eaten?

He just saw an uncle eating bugs.

"It’s probably because your father didn’t ask it to return." Nanzhi offered her explanation after some thought.

After all, Adai can only find its way to Lihua Village, but they have been on the road for so long now, even if Shen Wenchen writes a letter it might not reach them.

Lin Ercheng sat on the front bar of the mule cart, driving it. Spotting someone suspiciously approaching their cart, he immediately became alert.

"Bumpkin, be careful behind."

Upon hearing his words, Nanzhi quickly sharpened her senses.

She moved right to the rear of the cart, managed to touch the axe, then carefully lifted some of the curtains of the cart.

The donkey cart that had been following them had been forcibly pushed several feet away by the crowd.

A man was currently reaching his hand towards their cart.

That man froze when he saw the curtain being lifted.

Upon seeing the pretty woman who lifted the curtain, his eyes lit up, and he tried to touch Nanzhi’s face.

Nanzhi felt disgusted at the sight of the man’s action. She held up her axe, ready to slash down on him.

The man was frightened by Nanzhi’s move. Seeing the shiningly sharp axe about to cut him, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Nanzhi kept a cool face, gripping her axe tightly. The man just lowered his head, moving further away from the mule cart.

The refugees who were originally blocking Shen Zhong’s donkey cart slowly scattered away.

Observing their actions, Nanzhi’s expression cooled further.

She did not believe that the man and these refugees had no connection.

Either these people had a premeditated plan to rob them, or they wanted to share some spoils after the man succeeded.

When the refugees stepped aside, Shen Zhong hurried up with the donkey cart. Only when the two vehicles were three feet apart did Nanzhi put away her axe and sit back in the cart.

The man looked at Nanzhi from afar, his face was a little grim.

He thought their cart only had women and children this morning, he didn’t expect a man to be steering the cart now.

Thinking back to the eggs he saw that young woman take out of the cart in the morning, the man swallowed.

Looking back at the few mule carts, there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

Why is it that he can’t even afford a sweet potato, but they can still eat eggs?

Thinking back to the young woman’s face just now, the man scoffed coldly, his face showing a hint of schadenfreude.

Wait and see, their time of suffering will come!