"You want to go into the mountains tonight?"
Hearing his son's words, Cheng Guanghai immediately understood what he meant. His expression turned serious.
Cheng Zongyang nodded. "That's right. We don't know what might happen tomorrow. If we build a simple house tonight, we can at least get some people settled."
Zhou Hansong agreed. "I agree with Yang'Er. The sooner, the better. The Government Office doesn't care that the villagers' families are being torn apart and people are dying, yet they still come to impose conscription—and for both labor and military service at that. This means our previous suspicions were almost certainly correct."
"We have enough people to build one or two temporary wooden houses overnight. Then, we can bring everyone else into the mountains first thing tomorrow morning."
Zhou Hanchang nodded as well. "Right. If there's one thing we have, it's manpower."
Feeling a surge of excitement, Zhou Zhenyuan and Zhou Zhendong both chimed in, "We can help too!"
