Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

This night, no matter whether everyone was tossing and turning, or whispering excitedly, the night passed quickly.

Almost as soon as there was a glimmer of light on the horizon, the whole camp became busy.

The women were busy cooking. Originally, every family had small pots, but now it is enough to cook six or seven pots, and even one can be set aside to cook millet porridge for children.

The men pack their bags, set up their cars, and go to the river to fill up water.

The old men yelled at the half-children and trained them like soldiers how to hit people with sticks and where it hurts the most. The half-old men were so excited.

Soon, everyone ate, repacked their bags and set off on the road.

This time, although it was still very unfamiliar, the team was obviously different.

There was a mule cart in the front, a donkey cart in the back, and a woman supporting the old man in the middle.

Men carried burdens and walked on both sides. Hatchets and sickles were hung on the baskets, and the sun was shining brightly.

The whole team is like an oval egg.

Occasionally someone else wanted to intervene, but they were all pushed out.

Someone had a bad temper and wanted to swear a few words. The villagers immediately raised the hatchet, and the person quickly stepped aside.

For the whole day, there was only half an hour of rest at noon, and the crowd kept the formation against the sun and walked a full fifty miles.

This was much faster than yesterday, and even Hu Laosan's family, who were originally falling behind, were also thrown away.

There were some smart people, who saw that this team was unusual, and kept following closely several tens of zhang away, taking advantage of the light to walk together, so they didn't have to work hard to open the way.

At sunset, everyone found a place to rest again.

It's not that everyone can't bear hardships, it's just that there are too many old people and children in the team, and it's too dangerous to drive at night.

At this time, security comes first.

At noon, when everyone was drinking water and eating dry food, many people watched from afar, hesitating whether to go forward.

It is not difficult to guess that these people must have no food.

No matter whether they want to pay money to buy food or ask for it, everyone doesn't want to pay attention.

Before the severe drought, thousands of miles of bare land, food prices doubled.

Except for the big families who have food in stock, the rest of the ordinary people almost have empty rice tanks.

On the contrary, I replanted some vegetables and beans in the field, but I couldn't bring them out after fleeing famine like this.

Therefore, the burden of almost all those who fled famine has little food.

It's only been a few days, the adults are fine, the children are already pale and thin, and there are even old people leaning on the side of the road, unable to get up after sitting down.

Everyone in Qingshui Village hardened their hearts and tried not to watch or listen.

The village chief wished to wear his tongue and told everyone over and over again.

"Put away your good intentions. You must never give anyone dry rations or food. We only have a few dozen people. Those who travel together on the road can easily count hundreds of people. If they know that we have food, they will come. When the time comes It's not begging, it's robbery!"

"Yes, whoever dares to cause trouble for everyone will be kicked out directly. At any time, I can't save my own life. No matter how bad my heart is, I will go with others!" Li Laosi also echoed loudly.

He killed the brothers of the Liu family earlier, his appearance covered in blood is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Now he speaks in the team, but it is more effective than the village chief.

Just beating and admonishing like this, and walking down in one day, nothing happened.

But at night, you have to use a pot to cook. This is the most dangerous moment.

The people deliberately stayed away from the official road, walked two miles longer, and found a small mountain depression.

It is inconvenient to fetch water here, but everyone likes it very much.

Because most of the line of sight is cut off here, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as you protect the front of the col, you will not be afraid of someone's plot.

Soon, the mule and donkey carts were unloaded and placed across the col for simple shelter.

The elderly and children hurriedly collected firewood nearby by taking advantage of the remaining faint skylight.

The women shared half of the fire to boil water, and the other half carried baskets to pick wild vegetables.

It doesn't matter if it's delicious or not, as long as it doesn't poison people to death, they will be picked back.

Wash it, throw it into the porridge pot, add a little salt, and it will make everyone half full.

The food tonight is much better than the previous few days.

Because the chickens and ducks brought out from home can only be coated with a layer of salt in a hurry to keep them from rotting.

The weather in late autumn is not too hot, but not too cool.

Put it down again, I'm afraid the chickens and ducks will stink.

Therefore, in addition to wild vegetable porridge for dinner, there are a few more pots of stewed chicken and duck.

There are more than 90 people, old and young, and so few chickens and ducks are of course not enough to eat.

But at this time, even a sip of broth would be a great enjoyment.

The families who took out the chickens and ducks will not have to go to Dazao to get food tonight and tomorrow.

It's everyone's compensation to them.

Walking on the same road, everything cannot be absolutely fair, but try to be fair.

This is the basis for ensuring unity and overcoming difficulties.

When the night was dark, the men sat outside the donkey and mule carts, lit two bonfires, chatted and waited for their meals.

The aroma of chicken soup blown by the mountain wind made everyone salivate.

The past few days are really tiring, especially for young people like them who have to shoulder the burden, guard the convoy, and take care of the young and old.

It's not just physical exertion, it's more mentally tiring.

A kind of tension that can't wait to deal with danger at any time.

At this time, smelling the aroma of the food and listening to the children playing and laughing on the other side of the mule cart, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking of Hu Laosan's family who had left, they suddenly felt a little lucky.

If they also left, there would be no such leisurely time to wait for dinner.

It's a pity that there are always people who don't want them to relax for a while.

Seven or eight children touched them at some point.

They didn't dare to get closer, they just stood a dozen steps away, looking into the valley with their feet up, wiping their saliva from time to time.

Xu was too greedy, and a child burst into tears.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat meat!"

The rest of the children seemed to be infected, and they also started to cry, whimpering and crying for hunger.

Then they moved forward little by little, with timid and pitiful faces on their faces.

Li Laosan, who led the team on duty, quickly stood up.

Others also frowned, trying to scare and yell a few times, but they were all five or six-year-old dolls.

It's not good for them to fight, nor is it good to scold.

Just as Li Laosan was about to harden his heart and drive people away, in the mountain depression, the third uncle Wang, who was in charge of leading the half-children, and the other three old men were already shouting at their soldiers.

"Boys, someone is coming from outside and wants to steal your chicken soup, what should you do?"

"Hit out, hit out!"

The boys can't wait to lie on the side of the pot, drooling greedily.

As a result, they didn't wait to eat, but someone came to snatch it. How could this happen?

So, each of them screamed as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, grabbed their own self-defense sticks, and rushed out.

Those little dolls wanted to cry and beg at first, but before they could speak again, they were kicked out by half-sized children with sticks, howling and stumbling back.

Uncle Wang followed behind, waving half of his arms, yelling loudly, and retreated in time.

The boys came back with their sticks on their shoulders, especially Jiaxi Jiaan, who clasped their fists like in the play.

"General, I will go out and come back victorious. Is there any reward?"

Uncle Wang laughed loudly and patted their heads.

"Of course there is a reward, and each person will share three pieces of chicken."

"Oh, I've eaten chicken, I've eaten chicken!" Cheered the boys and girls, and went back into the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Fourth Uncle Wang stare at Li Laosan and the others.

"How many times have I told you that as long as you set up a camp, no one can get close to you. Have you fallen on deaf ears?"