Originally, it was only a small battle in three days, and a big battle in five days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in a few moments, those hooligans and bandits dared to enter the city and set up camp at the gate of the yamen. Unscrupulously digging up land, digging up corners, removing house tiles, looting merchants, looting along the streets, harassing the people, and extorting money, all kinds of evil.

The county town was looted and plundered in the countryside. Because of the Qin family's reputation, Rao is strong barriers, and they have been blackmailed and robbed by unidentified bandits many times.

The day is precarious, frightened, and really can't go on, so some clansmen propose to simply move the clan to the south of the Taiping Realm. As long as people are still there, it is not impossible to start over.

In the end, it is difficult to leave the homeland, and some people can't give up their ancestral family business for a hundred years. Now that I think about it, it is also because there are many people in the clan who know martial arts, and they are quite bold.

Before the result could be discussed, a large group of bandits gathered on a dark starry night and came to the door without warning. There are more than 200 people in the whole clan, and he doesn't know how many escaped.

I only knew that when I woke up in the middle of the night, it was already a fire and crying all over the field, and then a clan uncle desperately protected their party and a dozen children who were scared of courage fled and ran out.

In the end, two days later, taking advantage of the night, he secretly ran back with his sister and uncle on his back to take a look, and the old house had become a scorched earth.

Spring went to autumn, and the uncle took them and fled south. How do you know that the southern border is not very peaceful, soldiers and bandits are everywhere, and there are people fleeing the famine everywhere, and they have to flow back and forth with the flow of people fleeing the famine.

After several years of stop-and-go, the people who escaped were either starved to death, died of disease, or were lost or displaced, and the road was buried in a ditch. The uncle died of illness on the way, and the sister who depended on each other also died of illness by the canal.

When he heard the news of the new emperor's accession to the throne, except for himself, who had not yet been weakly crowned, there was only one brother left in the same year.

Finally, the war was no longer fighting, and the people, who had been terrified like frightened birds, could finally settle down and recuperate.

There is no need to be displaced, and they, the wanderers who are flowing around like duckweed and catkins, can finally take a breath and rest.

The tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves will eventually return to the roots, and people are cheap when they leave their hometowns, and Father Qin, who has been exiled, especially knows the suffering, and he wants to return to his hometown in the north.

But all the way away, although he was lucky to be alive, he only survived for half of his life, and he didn't know if he could see the sun tomorrow.

As for the clan brother, he is inferior to him, but he breathes a sigh of relief.

You have to live.

It is also fate, and in the end, the southern boundary is in ruins. He has a handicraft by his side, relying on the craftsmanship of the house he learned from his uncle, dragging his staggering and unsteady body, finally the two brothers did not starve to death, supported each other to save their lives, and barely gained a foothold in this Lianxi County.

I thought I would go back to my hometown when I had saved enough money for the journey, but the two brothers were already old and had their own families.

He used the best friends he met in Lianxi County as a matchmaker and married a virtuous and capable daughter-in-law, Zhou. Zhou soon became pregnant, but she could no longer sleep with him.

After thinking about it, there must be a settlement, so he simply settled in Zhoujiawan in Chongtang Town, east of Lianxi County.

What I like is the convenient water and land of the thoroughfare of the seven provinces of Lianxi and the prosperity of commerce and trade, as well as the literary and folk customs that are thriving in humanities and heavy on reading in history.

As for falling in Zhoujiawan, one is that Zhoujiawan is Zhou's maiden family, and Zhou's brother and his mother's brother have always been close. Second, he has escaped all these years of hardship, and he has not slept a single sleep, which can be regarded as an escape. Thinking that this Zhoujiawan pillow mountain and water can advance or retreat, it is convenient for farming, fishing, hunting, business and education in prosperous times, and in troubled times, you can enter the deep mountains to avoid danger and seize the opportunity, which can be regarded as a treasure land.

In those two years, the two of them were frugal, and they made up silver from a copper plate, and finally bought land at the end of Dongtou Village, built six or three adobe houses in the light and three dark, and opened seven or eight acres of wasteland. The farmer is busy farming and the farmer is idle in the house, and the five watches are up and the three are sleeping, plus God is still appreciative of food, although there are small disasters and small disasters, but they have never suffered major disasters.

In the past 30 years, he has also saved some family business. He gave birth to five sons, all of whom were established, and sent them to school to learn trades, and married them to marry and have houses, and they added seven grandsons and five granddaughters. thrived, and finally barely gained a foothold in this Zhoujiawan.

A few years ago, I only cared about the food and clothing in front of me, how could I have time to recall the glory of the past. It wasn't until the past two years that I had eased up and my life was better. He is at this age, it is impossible in the final analysis, and he still thinks that when he renews the family tree, he will have an explanation in this life.

has never encountered this catastrophe again, Rao is a person who has walked a few times before the ghost gate is closed, and he is also a little helpless.

Maybe it's because I'm old, these days, those memories buried in the bottom of my heart always drill out involuntarily. Especially the illness of his little granddaughter, which always reminds him of his sister who died in his arms......

After a long time, looking at the Emei Moon in the eastern sky, Father Qin dusted off the dust on his body and stood up.

At this age, he has already understood that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, current events change, just like the rising sun and the setting of the moon, no one can stop it, even the gods and Buddhas are probably impossible. But no matter what, at this point, this big family can still form a group, and if there is energy, there will still be a way to live.

patting the old scalper who stood up with him, Father Qin straightened his waist and smiled open-mindedly: "Old man, I have to trouble you again this time." ”

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Hua Jiao lay on the shelf bed with his eyes open, staring at the Xia Bu tent on the top of the bed without focus, listening to the sound of cowbells outside with his ears open, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Fennel sat at the head of the bed, guarding her sister without blinking. No matter whether she moves a little or doesn't move for a long time, she will be so frightened that she misses half a beat of her heartbeat, and from time to time she has to cuddle in her arms and pat twice to coax her to be reluctantly at ease.

Hua Jiao looked at her sister who was forcibly calm in front of her, and didn't want to worry her, but her heart was hanging in the middle, and she just couldn't fall to the ground.

Time flies so fast again.

But in the blink of an eye, it was already the fourth watch. The family seems to have just rested, and they have gotten up one after another to get busy.

Mother stayed up all night, quickly made out two pairs of straw sandals for his father to try on, and carefully inspected the blanket that had been sorted out for his father many times, and then handed herself over to her sister to take care of.

It was only the beginning of the day, and it was still early in the morning, and my grandfather had already taken my uncle and father and squeaked away.