flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

"My dad said that?"

Doubt flashed in Dabao's eyes, father still understood this, he raised his eyes to Shangyan Qingshu's heavy eyes, she didn't seem to have lied to him, so trust her once, and immediately ran towards the village chief's house.

After seeing the village head, he explained the matter carefully.

After the village chief heard this, memories flashed in his eyes. Older people have experienced many things. They may not have experienced earthquakes, but they have seen other disasters. It seems that there will always be some signs before disasters.

This?

Could it be true?

Bending down to support Dabao's shoulder, he asked in a deep voice, "Jiuyuan really said such a thing."

"En." Dabao nodded.

Dad didn't say it, it was the cheap stepmother who said it, but Dabao felt that what the stepmother said should be the truth, she could even pull him back from the king of hell, what else is she capable of?

The village chief thought for a while, and finally took out the gongs and drums in the village, and rang them directly.

As soon as the sound came out, the people in the village who had just gotten into bed and were going to sleep immediately woke up, got up and ran to the ancestral hall.

Some were planning to have a good time with their daughter-in-law, but just stood up, and immediately shrank. They were angry and annoyed for a moment, and they didn't know how to vent, so they put on their pants and ran towards the ancestral hall.

"Village chief, what's the matter, why did you suddenly strike the gong!" The man ran over with a red face, holding his waist and panting heavily, his clothes were not properly on, and he was wearing the wrong boots.

The village head waited for someone to come and said: "The ancestors showed their spirits and said that the earth dragon might turn around tonight. Let's go get ready and don't sleep at night."

The village head did not dare to say that Dabao was the one who said the sign of Dilong turning over. After all, a child cannot bear the consequences. If there was an earthquake, it would be fine. live.

For children, this is not a good thing.

Simply honor and disgrace him on his own.

People in the village looked at me and I looked at you, with dubious expressions on their faces.

But thinking of the sudden loud noise that day and the red light in the daytime, he still tended to trust the village chief in the end.

Some even started to run to neighboring villages, secretly telling the news to their married daughters and sisters.

This is not a trivial matter. If there is an earthquake, it must not be a village. The smallest area must be a county town!

No one in the village has any important relatives.

After the news spread, it was not up to the village head to decide how those people would choose.

He put all his family members in the yard, quietly waiting for the dawn.

In the middle of the night, the moon hangs in the sky, and the crowing of cocks and dogs and robbers can't stop.Some young children couldn't bear to shrink into the quilt and fell asleep. It was very cold in early spring, covered with thick quilts, and shivering from the cold, especially at dawn, it would be even colder.

As the children fell asleep, some elderly people couldn't hold on anymore, and covered themselves with quilts and huddled together with their families.

The moon with red hair is a bit weird.

The village head couldn't sleep no matter what.

The heavy pressure made him dare not close his eyes, and he waited for the dawn.

……

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the village head saw that he was at a [-]-degree angle to the house. Suddenly, the house bent and the ground cracked, and he saw big stones falling into the cracks in the ground.

The seam snapped shut.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, this is a stone, if it is a person, can he still live?

The gong in his hand rang again in an instant.

The sleeping person woke up again and saw a scene like the end of the world, and the sound of crying and wailing sounded.

Even with preparations, natural disasters are still natural disasters. At the beginning of the earthquake, some of the sleeping people were unlucky, and the location just opened and people fell directly into the cracks in the ground in their dreams.

Everyone watched as the house they built collapsed, cracked, closed, and deformed again.

The sky turned red at this moment, and the rain fell.

living hell!

Yan Qingshu [-]. She didn't sleep at night, saw the ground crack, saw little Xiaobai almost fell, reacted faster than thinking, quickly picked up Xiaobai who was closest to her, and hugged the half-body who was sewed on the ground in arms.

What did the earthquake look like, and Xiaobai's cry was next to my ears.

Dogs barking and chickens crowing in the distance, mixed with the cries of other people in the village.

The sudden wind and rain in early spring was extremely cold, and the ground was still heaving. The scene that can only appear in science fiction movies happened before my eyes. The houses collapsed and the clothes of the people in the courtyard were wet, but at this moment there was no shelter from the rain.

Xiao Shan held the little sister's hand, their lips were black with cold.

Seeing this, Dabao ran into the half-collapsed stove, took out the tarpaulin inside, and carried them on top of the two of Xiaoshan to shelter from the rain.

Walking in front of Yan Qingshu: "You go too."

"Okay." Yan Qingshu nodded, walked under the oilcloth, hugged Xiaobai tightly with one hand, and looked out from time to time to prevent possible disasters.

"The earth dragon has really turned over, and the signs are correct." Dabao said suddenly.

"Well, there's an earthquake, so we have to prepare to flee the famine." Yan Qingshu nodded.

Dabao's eyes were full of worry. The children of poor families had long been in charge of the family, and he thought about his future life.If there is a real famine, those who are orphans and widows will be bullied miserably on the road.

Unknown life is always melancholy.

The melancholy in Dabao's eyes never disappeared.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when it was dawn, the aftermath of the shaking ground gradually disappeared.

Yan Qingshu came out from under the oilcloth, the children looked disheveled, Xiao Shan's face was flushed, and when he touched it, he could still feel the warmth.

have a fever.

Children are most likely to get sick.

Especially after the rain.

Looking at the collapsed house, she can already imagine what other people's houses have become.

Take out the things on the two-wheeled cart at home, a small iron pot, and two bags of white rice, let the tired little girl cook porridge, no matter whether there is a natural disaster or not, she has to fill her stomach.

Only in this way can we have the energy to face the follow-up problems.

She took out a sack from the row car. The sack was tightly wrapped with oilcloth, and there were several sets of clothes in it, half-new and not old. At a glance, she knew that she had bought them at half price from a pawnshop.

"Put it on, don't get sick," she said.

Dabao immediately helped the dizzy Xiaoshan change his clothes. Seeing Xiaoshan's cheeks flushed and his body hot, he panicked. Too many people with fever burned and burnt. Next: "Wake up!"

"I'm so sleepy, don't make trouble." The sleepy Xiao Shan frowned.

A sad look flashed across Lu Dabao's eyes.

His begging eyes fell on Yan Qingshu.

Yan Qingshu changed Xiaobai into a small jacket, met Dabao's gaze, and said, "It will be fine, don't worry."

She walked up to Xiaoshan, touched her hot forehead, and immediately withdrew her hand. If she didn't take the medicine, this person would be cold in a few days. She quietly took out a medicine that quickly reduces fever from the space, and took advantage of it. Dabao didn't pay attention, and stuffed it into Xiaoshan's mouth.

Lifting the person's head up, the pill was swallowed by the dazed person.

The little girl cooking porridge also put on dry clothes and squatted in front of the fire, her dark purple lips slowly recovering.

Dabao took a deep breath and looked at Yan Qingshu: "Mother, you will take care of the house, and the hill is handed over to you. I'll go to the village chief to see if there are other arrangements. I'll borrow two pieces of ginger by the way."

"Well, let's go." Yan Qingshu nodded, watching Dabao go out.

She is holding a kitchen knife and guarding the gate. When natural disasters occur, some bastards will often come out to make trouble, and they will come to the door directly to seek benefits to see who is not strong enough.

This situation must be avoided.

Dabao went to the village chief's house, only to find that the whole village was gathered here: "Village chief, there is really an earthquake, what should we do?"

"Flee, where are you going?"

"My house is gone, and the pig has run away. How will the village head live in the future."

It is a trivial matter for a pig to run away. Some people just watch their men, wives, or children fall into the cracks of the ground. That is the tragedy in the world.

Even though it had been prepared earlier, the whole village was still full of wailing.

The village chief's face turned pale. It was raining this spring, and it was unknown how many people fell ill.Even if the rain stops now, we can't just leave now.

"Take a rest for two days, and start to set off on the third night." The village chief said, and the others left one after another.

In two days, it was time to simply handle the funeral for the dead.

If there is a sick person in the family, he should be treated quickly, and if he can't be cured, he has to be dragged away.

The remaining Dabao looked at the village chief, told about his family's situation, asked for two pieces of ginger, and then left.

When she got home, she saw Yan Qingshu standing at the gate of her house with a kitchen knife in her hand. Her eyes were fierce, as if she would fight desperately with anyone who dared to get close.

"What happened?" Dabao asked.

Yan Qingshu shook her head: "Nothing happened, the village chief said when to leave."

"Three days later." Dabao said, took out the ginger in his hand, and at the same time his eyes fell on Xiaoshan.

Seeing the happy person eating porridge for a night, suspicion flashed in his eyes: "Is he recovering from his illness?"