As Lin Mother spoke, Chen Qiulan and Sun Cui, her sisters-in-law, also fell silent.
A year ago on that night, their three carts had been scattered by the roving refugees.
They were only grateful that Lin Yicheng had been protecting the cart the whole time, and that the three of them, mother-in-law and daughters-in-law, wielding kitchen knives and daggers, had managed to keep those violent people at bay.
Still, amidst the chaos, most of the grain in the cart had been stolen, and they each had more or less been injured.
After separating from Ercheng and the others, they hadn't stopped once on their way, continuing even through the night, with the four adults taking turns to rest and push on, all just to reach Yan City quicker.
Whether it was due to the panic causing them to take a wrong turn, they had first arrived at a secluded small town in Lin County.