Yan's second son's propaganda is very effective.
The reluctant family also took out the few remaining horse jerky and boiled a pot of hot soup. The jerky has a salty taste, and all of it melted into the soup. A mouthful of broth and a mouthful of steamed buns were delicious.
A gust of wind blows away the sweltering heat.
This clear wind came from the direction they wanted to go.
Accompanied by this cool breeze, Li Xuemei closed her eyes comfortably, and stood under the shade of a tree, letting the sun shine on her face, only feeling warm and comfortable, without the violent heat.
Yan Laoer came over with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, this place is fine, there are trees that can shade it, and it's close to the air outlet. When a small wind blows, it's cool. Our hens have been doing very well recently. They lay eggs twice in three days. It's really good." Good chicken, today is more promising, laying three eggs, you will suffer a bit today, eat one and a half, and share the rest with their three children, look, your daughter is greedy, I will share it with you, here it is, while it is hot Shout out."
Li Xuemei opened her eyes, looking at the tender boiled eggs, her heart was warm.
Why didn't the hens in the family delay laying eggs? They knew it well. They were all fed by Rong Nai. The shells and the ones without the shells were all prepared by her as chicken rations. The four hens seemed to be fattened, and even the chicken feathers were fluffy and shiny.
Not to mention that Yan Lao Er's eyes are hot, Li Xuemei sometimes sees them dangling in front of her eyes, and her saliva secretes unnaturally.
It’s so well raised!
Almost all the eggs laid every day went into Li Xuemei's stomach.
She never gives in, and the love of her family is hidden in this little egg.
Yan's second child watched her eat with a smile on his face.
"We will be able to settle down soon. I don't know if the house here is expensive or not, and whether we can buy it, but it's okay, we can rent one first. According to what my elder brother said, I want to go to Yongning, Fucheng, isn't it with us? The same as the provincial capital? Haha, we moved from a small town to a big city..."
"Father! Uncle calls you over!" Yan Yu ran over in a gust of wind.
"What's the matter?" Yan's second child was a little unhappy when he was interrupted, and he hadn't finished thinking about it with his wife.
"They said they wanted to burn all the bamboo crossbows, so as not to be found out, and our family's ox carts had to go to the upper floor, and the lower floor had to be changed." Yan Yu said.
Li Xuemei pushed him, "Go and do your work."
After thinking about it, Yan Lao Er decided to change it, because his ox cart was too eye-catching.
"Girl, go find your Uncle Qi, I'll go first."
…
"...There's nothing to be reluctant about. We made this stuff ourselves. We'll make it later when we're safe." Yan Laoer threw all the recycled bamboo crossbows and bamboo arrows into a pile. Most clearly, those who did not hand in, will be named one by one by him.
"Quickly stop the ink, clean up and let's go, brothers, good days are waiting for us..."
Yan Huaiwen saw that it was all collected, and quietly lit the torch.
The burned bamboo crossbow witnessed their transformation, and the breeze took away the smoke and dust and the past they didn't want others to know.
Qi Wu removed the entire upper layer of the bullock cart, and restored the guardrails, bed boards, and uprights to their original and simple appearance.
Removal of the two-wheeled vehicles connected behind the lower floor...
After a toss, the Yan family's "luxury" bullock cart was restored to its original appearance.
An inconspicuous bullock cart.
Yan’s family’s belongings are piled to the brim, let alone sitting on them, there’s not even a place to get their feet off.
Yan Laoer smiled awkwardly.
I am very insistent on not throwing anything away.
Yan Huaiwen sighed, turned his head and didn't want to look at it, let him busy himself up and down, and with the help of Qi Si, he tied everything tightly with hemp rope.
The mule carts and donkey carts in the village, those with heightened roofs, were all dismantled.
"Burn, burn with the bamboo crossbow, we can't take it with you, and the mats and straws that you spread on the car boards, with blood on them, all brought over and burned."
Since it's 'destroying corpses and eradicating traces', let's destroy it cleanly.
It's not over yet.
"By the way, look at each other's clothes and shoes, those with **** spots...don't take them, burn them all!" Yan Laoer gritted his teeth and said, "Don't feel bad, go back and pick from mine."
Everyone was a bit reluctant at first, but when they saw Yan Lao Er was about to bleed, they all laughed and looked at their clothes and straw sandals, and if there were any marks, they threw them into the fire decisively, and then stood in front of Yan Lao Er, grinning wait.
Yan's second child had a toothache and pulled out a few bags, and the big guys happily put them on, trying to find something that didn't fit them before exchanging with each other.
Although they are old clothes, the feeling of picking and choosing is really not bad.
…
Cover up all inappropriateness.
The group of people finally came to the pass of Beirongtou, Guanzhou Prefecture.
"Who! Stop!"
"We came here fleeing the famine, so please let us go." Liang Manshan shouted loudly from a long distance away.
"Fleeing famine? Why are there so many people?" The Xiaoqi on duty was very nervous. Not only were there many people in this group, they didn't look like small groups of refugees, they also felt weird.
"Is this a disaster victim? It doesn't look like they can't eat." The person next to him whispered.
The questioning Xiaoqi finally realized.
yes! It's not like they haven't seen the victims before. They were all pale and thin, and the skinny ones had only skeletons left. Their clothes were empty and buried. They had to walk closer to hear what they said. They didn't look like the person who answered. Excited.
Looking at... like a guy with ink in his stomach?
"You go find the boss, I'll keep an eye on them."
"OK!"
Xiaoqi shouted: "Stay where you are, don't come over!"
The big guys stood obediently, and whispered to each other while taking advantage of the fact that the military master on the opposite side could not hear them.
"Why is this still preventing us? Isn't our bamboo crossbow all burned? Does the stick also have to be burned?"
"It shouldn't be about sticks. When we usually go to town, the gatekeeper didn't say that sticks can't be held."
"One order for one place, we listen to it, and do whatever we are asked to do."
"Yes, yes, let's all listen."
…
"The general banner is those people who say they are victims of the famine."
Xue Zongqi frowned slightly when he saw so many people.
He shouted in a rough voice, "Where are you from?"
"Master Huijun, we people from Qishan Prefecture and Leshan Prefecture have household registration as proof." Liang Manshan held up the register in his sleeve.
"Qishan? Leshan?" Xue Zongqi was surprised. "How did you come here?"
"The official road from Leshan Mansion to Guanzhou Mansion is full of gangsters. I have no choice but to take a detour." Yan Huaiwen replied loudly.
Listening to the voice, Xue Zongqi knew that this was another scholar.
"Come here a few of you, go forward and answer." Shouting back and forth is also very laborious.
Two brothers Yan Huaiwen, Liang Manshan, Village Chief Luo and Uncle An went under the crenel.