When would the firewood chopping end?
Would An Jiuyue take all the firewood every time they were about to fill up the straw shed? They would have to chop firewood here for the rest of their lives!
They did not think it was not worth trading the rest of their lives for a few bags of food.
"What can I do?"
An Gouzi used to be an unreasonable bully in the village, but he was now a coward in front of An Jiuyue.
Most importantly, An Jiuyue did not play by the rules. She would strike them haphazardly if they upset her. No one could withstand that.
"Are we still chopping firewood?" An Feng asked with a long face.
"Do you dare not to?" An Hao retorted angrily.
An Feng shook his head quickly. Of course not!
"We have no choice. Let's chop firewood during the day and take turns guarding the mountain at night," An Gouzi suggested. He was clever.
