Chapter 5 — Fisherman And Eighteen Billions

“Ngu Nuong?” My brother floated to the middle of the river, I leaned my hand on the bamboo raft and looked at him. At first he was a little scared, but after I took the towel out of his mouth, brother's eyes were filled with joy. "Are you not dead yet, Ngu Nuong?" "That's good, quickly untie me." Brother ordered me. I shook my head: "Don't take it off!" Today I came to see him die! If it weren't for saving money for him to read, sister wouldn't have married into such a family. Sister A did not die from difficulty in giving birth, she was beaten to death by her husband. Of course, if it weren't for saving money to marry him, I wouldn't have been sacrificed to the God of Ha. Therefore, my brother is the one who deserves the most death. "Why are you still standing there? Don't you quickly untie it for me!" "If father knew that you didn't save me, would you believe that father would beat you to death?" The grass rope broke, and the bamboo raft quickly split into several pieces. Brother panicked: "Ngu Nuong, I'm your brother, quickly save him." "You're not brother, you're a cannibal demon." I reached out and pulled brother to the bottom of the water, watching helplessly as he sank. He opened his mouth and wanted to talk to me, but the river water poured into his throat, gurgling bubbles emerged. 14After brother died, mother went crazy. Dad searched the bottom of the river for three days and three nights, finally finding his brother's body. He carried me to the front of the district door and beat the drum to cry for injustice. "At the bottom of the river there is only one body of my son, none of the girls who were sacrificed before were there." "The god doesn't need a man at all, he needs a woman, my son died unjustly." Father's cries brought out many people, Everyone felt that his father's words made sense. If God Ha really needs a man, then brother's body should not be seen. Everyone kneel in front of the district and beg the district not to sacrifice the teenager to the Ha god. But the district commander has just been promoted. Although he has earned countless gold and silver in the past ten years, this is the first time he has been promoted. He firmly believes that this must be the merit of sacrificing the teenager. Not only did he beat his father, he also sent someone to lock the others into the district prison. Father, in anger, set fire to the straw in the prison room. The room caught fire, flames reaching the sky. The district command woke up from sleep and mobilized all personnel to rescue the fire. Nineteen of us used the darkness to lead the fire to the district, leading to the district's backyard. The great fire burned for a day and a night. The death row prisoner in the prison room along with his parents who begged the district command not to sacrifice the teenager were all burned to death. Even the district commander's family is left alone. Because of the seriousness of the case, the deceased was injured too much, and sent envoys from above to investigate this matter. Sister Lan Nhi pretended to be a cook and secretly infiltrated the envoy's house. "I just put that dog mandarin's books directly on the envoy's letter, as long as he was not blind, he would naturally see it." Sister Lan Nhi was extremely pleased. The envoy, based on that book, found countless gold, silver and jewels in the district's basement. In less than half a day, the district command was convicted! Three days later, he was beheaded at the market gate. Sister Thu Ngo personally went to see and came back to eat two more bowls of rice. "Ngu Nuong, should we go?" Sister Van has been keeping watch by the river these past few days. The envoy has sent several groups of servants down to the river to find the bodies of those who were sacrificed to the God of Ha like us. It won't be long before we are discovered. "These years I have long been accustomed to living for myself, I really don't want to go back anymore." "Me too, I also don't want to get married and have children, serving an entire family, young and old." "We women should not let people tear us down, we have to live." because

yourself." None of the sisters wanted to return. "Okay! Tonight we hit the road. On this map, there are many good places, surely there will be a place that can accommodate us." On the day of burning the district, sister Lan Nhi not only stole books from the district's library. She also took a book of maps, on which were recorded many places we had never known. 15 Late at night, we pulled the wooden boat that had been prepared for a long time out of the mud at the bottom of the water. Carrying enough dry food, we set out. We followed the river to the east, constantly entering the river along the way. into big rivers, farther and farther away from Lam district. "Look, what is that?" Sister Thu Ngo, with sharp eyes, saw a wooden pot floating down the river from afar. Waiting for me to go down to the river to pick up the wooden pot, everyone's faces could hardly hide the pain and anger. "It's so young, it must have just been born not long ago." Sister Van held the baby, tears kept falling. "Let's raise it!" Sister Lan Nhi suddenly shouted.