Transmigrating Through 70s with a Space
Transmigrating Through 70s with a Space Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Ransacked

Bai An and her family watched as the villagers rummaged through their rooms, going through every corner of the house until everything had been searched.

The village chief bent slightly, smiling as he said to them, “We’re really sorry for making your home so messy. It’s time for us to leave.”

If it weren’t for the village chief’s slightly protruding belly, Bai An’s family would have almost accepted his apology.

The village chief dared not look them in the eye, lowering his head as he turned to the others behind him, saying, “Everyone, it’s time to go. Cui Ju hasn’t been found yet, so let’s check elsewhere.”

Upon hearing the village chief, the others nodded happily, chatting and laughing as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Each of them had a joyous expression, with hands awkwardly covering their stomachs or clutching something in their arms, a stark contrast to Bai An’s family standing nearby.

“Aunt Bai An, we’re leaving now. When we find Cui Ju, we’ll come back and let you know,” one of the older women said to Wanqing.

Cui Ju’s mother no longer cried like she had when she first arrived. Her face was still flustered, but for some unknown reason, it became determined, and her gaze fixed on Bai An’s family.

Lin Zhixia stood behind her mother, seeing her look in Bai An’s direction. Her face was neutral, but her hands tightly clenched, urging her mother to hurry up and leave.

The night wind was a bit chilly, and the flickering firelight in the yard earlier now seemed like a dream. Only the faint candlelight on the table remained.

After a long time, Wanqing softly said, “Let’s eat first. We’ll clean up tomorrow.”

But when Bai An sat down at the table and saw that the food had clearly been tampered with, no one had an appetite.

None of them touched their chopsticks. Wanqing blinked and stood up, saying, “I’ll make another batch.”

“Wanqing,” Lu Demin sighed, his voice weary. “Don’t bother. Let’s tidy up the bed and rest. We’ll deal with things tomorrow.”

Wanqing nodded.

At the table, only Bai An and Lu Jin’an remained.

Bai An hadn’t eaten much earlier, and after the shock of dealing with the group of people, she was now quite hungry. Seeing a plate of untouched vegetarian dishes, she picked up her chopsticks, about to reach for them.

“Don’t eat that,” Lu Jin’an said, helplessly watching Bai An about to grab the leftover food. “If you’re hungry, I’ll make you a bowl of noodles.”

“The food’s already spoiled.”

Bai An nodded and followed Lu Jin’an step by step toward the kitchen.

Lu Jin’an paused at the kitchen door, taking in the scene inside. He stopped, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his anger.

Bai An, not understanding, stood on tiptoe and peered around Lu Jin’an’s shoulder, using the moonlight to see inside.

The vegetables on the shelves, the meat hanging from the beams, the rice in the rice jar, and the flour in the flour barrel—everything was gone. Even the water jar had been smashed with a hole, leaving only a few vegetable leaves on the floor, with someone’s footprints on them.

“Do they really have to be this ruthless?” Bai An bypassed Lu Jin’an and walked into the kitchen. The small kitchen had been turned upside down.

Bai An looked around, seeing that not a single item had been left. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She knew many people were hungry this year, but she had chosen to ignore it because she wasn’t a saint. As long as the people she cared about were doing well, that was all that mattered.

But they had taken everything edible from her home, and Bai An couldn’t help but feel resentful.

Lu Jin’an, his face cold, pulled Bai An out of the kitchen.

“It’s a mess inside, so let’s not go in for now.”

Lu Jin’an gently patted Bai An’s head and softly said, “There’s still some food left in my room. You go eat first, and I’ll clean up the kitchen.”

Bai An nodded and said, “I’ll go then.”

Standing at the doorway of Lu Jin’an’s room, Bai An didn’t know what to say when she saw the state of the room.

There was no food left in his room, not even a blanket.

Looking at the bare wooden bed, Bai An felt like laughing but couldn’t. How did that group of people manage to take such large things right under their noses?

“Bai An.” Wanqing had come over to help Lu Jin’an tidy up the room. Seeing that all useful items had been taken, she was shocked and asked, “Where’s your brother’s blanket?”

“It was probably taken by them.”

Wanqing, always gentle, now frowned, her face darkening. “Most of the things in your father’s and my room have been taken too, but at least they left one blanket. They didn’t even leave your brother a blanket.”

“They’ve gone too far,” Bai An said sadly as she looked at the empty room. “This is theft.”

“Mom, I’ll go check my room first.”

Wanqing stopped Bai An, saying, “I just went to check. Nothing was taken from your room.”

“Huh?” Bai An couldn’t believe it. How was it that her room was still fine?

“And there are no extra blankets in your father’s and my room,” Wanqing said, patting Bai An’s head. “Tonight, I’ll sleep in your room. Tomorrow, I’ll go with your dad to buy some new things.”

Under Wanqing’s comforting words, Bai An suddenly felt a sense of grievance. She threw herself into her mother’s arms, savoring her softness and the unique scent of her.

“All the things in the kitchen have been taken too,” Bai An murmured from her mother’s embrace.

Wanqing froze for a moment, her eyes full of helplessness, as she gently patted Bai An’s back. “Let them take it. After all, it was all picked up anyway. Let’s just pretend we never picked it.”

Mom, that wasn’t just something we picked up casually. Those were things I carefully selected for you!

Bai An silently screamed in her heart.

At this moment, Bai An truly admired how steady her mother’s emotions were.

“Mom, where’s Dad?” Bai An had noticed her father’s absence.

“Your dad?” Wanqing pointed in the distance and said, “His car was taken, and now he’s angrily looking for someone to argue with.”

“His car was taken too?”

“Those people are really shameless.”

Wanqing raised a finger and gently placed it in front of Bai An, soothing her in a quiet voice. “Don’t curse them. They’re all the same. We’re just a bit luckier than them.”

“Mom, you and them aren’t the same,” Bai An urgently said as she looked at her. “They didn’t even treat us as part of the same village. Otherwise, why would they come to check our house and not Da Zhuang’s?”

“Because we’re living better than them. They’re jealous,” Lu Jin’an said, walking over and looking at his room, his face turning cold again.

He was almost enraged to the point of laughing. “So bold. Looks like they’ve made up their minds to sever ties with our family.”

“If the whole village is like this, it means this village is beyond saving.”

@ apricity[Translator]

Immerse yourself in a captivating tale brought to life through my natural and fluid translation—where every emotion, twist, and character shines as vividly as in the original work! ^_^

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