The next day, Yunshen Village.

Within 300 steps of the wall, except for the warriors guarding the wall, everyone else was cleaned up, and those who were forced to relocate had complaints on their lips, but they only dared to talk behind their backs for the time being. Although Lin Fenglei asked them to move, he only let them move out, but did not arrange a place for them to live, and even did not notify them where they were going.

There are still some relatives and friends in the village, but they can still find a place to live, although it is inevitable that some people will be looked at by those relatives and friends, but it is better than sleeping on the streets, as for those who have no relatives and no reason in the village, they can only go to the eaves of other people's houses to "live temporarily", Yunzhou is rainy, there is an eaves above the head, can cover some of the rain that falls on the body, that is always good; The worst thing is to want to live temporarily under the eaves of someone else's house and be driven away.

Unfortunately, Uka is one of them.

Wuka's parents died, and his only younger brother died some time ago because he was bitten by a poisonous snake and could not be treated in time, although he was already surrounded by walls, and the house of their house has been hovering between collapsing and not collapsing for a long time, but it is also a place that carries his childhood memories and can shelter him from the wind and rain, so that he can move out of there casually and live on the streets, which will only increase the hatred in his heart in vain.

Uka sat quietly in a lonely alley, he had nothing with him, and he had nothing to take with him, except the wooden man he clutched tightly in his hand—his brother's favorite thing.

Dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky above the cloud god village from all directions, and they churned in the lightning, occasionally thundering and roaring, as if to announce their arrival to the world. The air around them seemed to be compressed by those dark clouds, damp, hot, viscous, and overwhelming.

The rain finally fell, first the rain fell, then it fell heavier and heavier, and finally it became a bean-sized raindrop, which fell on Ukka's face drop by drop.

Uka raised his head, squinted his eyes and watched the raindrops fall into his eyes, and then wet his hair, clothes, pants, shoes, all wet, he didn't want to move, he didn't want to move, so many people have been comforting him, persuading him, and impressing Uka with his actions little by little, so that he finally came out of the grief of his brother's death. But he only took one step, and Lin Fenglei kicked him back again.

His face was expressionless, the rain mixed with tears sliding down his face, but he remained silent, listening only to the wind and rain around him.

A heavy footstep suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley, and at this time, it was probably someone who was rushing home in the rain, so Uka closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep in the noisy wind and rain.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when they came to Ukka's side, they suddenly disappeared, and Uka subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see that the kind old man was wearing a huge coat, wearing a hat on his head, and holding a hat in his hand, he smiled at Ukka, and buckled the hat on Ukka's head by himself, and said, "Let's go, Ukka, let's go back." ”

"Go back to where we live." The old man said, gently straightening Wuka's hat.

Uka stood up blankly and asked, "Where do you live?" ”

"Well, where to live," the old man nodded, naturally

took Wuka's hand and explained to him unhurriedly, "For the time being, it's just a place to live, and it can't be said to be 'home', because that place doesn't belong to us, we just live temporarily." ”

"But don't be afraid!" The old man turned back to Uka and smiled, "We will always go back, and when the time comes, we will go back to our own house, and then I will help you renovate the roof and find some new bamboo to spread it, and it will be like a new house." ”

"But the timing ...... When will it arrive? ”

"Wait...... When the war is over, when the war is over, it will be when we go home," said the old man, subconsciously raising his head, glancing meaningfully at the south gate, and muttering, "That day, it's almost there, right?" ”

After a while, the old man took Uka back to a dilapidated hut, and the old man took off his hat and coat, and helped Uka take off his hat and hang it outside, and then pushed the door and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the door, Uka was stunned, this room was no more than four feet long, no more than three feet wide actually squeezed down more than a dozen people, seeing someone push the door in, those people with different expressions turned their heads to look in the direction of the door, after seeing the people, they laughed again, said hello to the old man, and began to brag and chat with the people around them again. There were also people who recognized Uka, and they greeted Uka with a smile, but Uka was silent, as if he didn't want to talk to them, so they didn't bother themselves, twisted their necks, and leaned their bodies against the fire.

Most of these people are former neighbors, only a few are fresh faces that Uka has never seen, Uka timidly hid behind the old man, as if he didn't want to talk to them, the old man didn't force it, pulled Uka to the fire, and asked the people around him to get out of the way, saying that they were going to bake clothes for Ukka, and the neighbors were also generous, and immediately gave way to a position, and some of the younger ones stood up and walked to the corner of the house, making way for Uka to make a place, Uka was led by the old man to have a position near the firepit.

But he still didn't want to talk or move much, just sat by the fire, staring straight at the flames dancing in the fire.

This house is actually a close relative of the old man, the close relative is generous, after the old man came to ask for help, he directly gave this house that had been idle for many years to the old man, saying that it was for casual use, and what he needed could be taken directly to the house, and the old man was not cheeky, just asked for some firewood, and then began to look for people all over the village - he knew, among those neighbors, some people were going to live on the streets, such as Wuka.

The old man found them one by one, and led them to this room, and they thanked the old man for their kindness, and they also put the dilapidated house in order, and the pots and pans, and the bedding were also covered.

Uka was the last person to arrive.

The old man smiled and grabbed Ukka's arm, stretched his body out, and said, "You have to stretch out your hand so that you can dry your clothes quickly, don't you?" You're stuffy like this, and you're infected with typhoid fever when the time comes, and it's not us old guys who are tired? ”

It's really all old guys, even the two "young people" who consciously retreated to the corner, their grades are forty, and the rest of the people are basically fifty up, the eldest

, already sixty out of six.

Uka was reluctant to stretch out his hands, but he still didn't want to say more.

The old man didn't care about him, he pulled the fire a few times with a stick, picked out a sweet potato from the ashes, and when it cooled a little, he picked it up with his hands, blew the dust on it at will, handed it to Uka, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?" ”

Uka didn't make a fuss this time, he took the white potato in his hand, and didn't care if it was hot or not, so he took a bite of it, and it seemed that he was probably really hungry.

Sure enough, Wuka was so hot that he kept exhaling, but he was reluctant to spit out the white potato in his mouth, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed the white potato directly.

"Slow down, slow down, we've all eaten, don't rob with you." The man sitting across from Uka couldn't help but laugh.

There was also a burst of laughter around.

Wuka's face was a little red, and he was not in a hurry, so he took the white potato in his hand and blew it again and again with his mouth before taking a small bite.

"Hey, you say, when can we go back?" The two "young men" in the corner walked to the side of the fire again.

"Yes, the old man helped us solve the problem of living in the wind, but what about the food? We can't ask the old man for it too, can we? Another "young man" began to speak, "I don't have that face. ”

The older men looked embarrassed, and didn't seem to know how to answer their questions, but the old man named "Feng" suddenly smiled, and he gently stroked his white beard, and said with a smile, "Isn't there still food to eat?" What are you anxious about? These sweet potatoes are enough for us to eat for some time, so let's get through the next few days. ”

An old man hesitated, but got up, walked to his salute, rummaged around, and found two dried pheasants, and then walked to the old man with the pheasants, and said in an apologetic voice, "When I came out of the house, I was in a hurry, so I took these two pheasants, and I can top a meal, since everyone is gathered here, then I will also make some efforts." ”

"Thank you! Friends. The old man smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder, put his pheasant in front of him, and then smiled and said to the two "young men", "Look, isn't there another meal?" ”

The two "young men" scratched their greasy hair and didn't speak, the two of them were actually cleaner than Wuka's house, both of them were lazy and lazy, and what they said was better than what they did, but as Yunzhou people, they also knew some hunting skills, so when there was no food at home on weekdays, they would meet to bring a hunting bow and go to the forest to find opportunities, and occasionally hunt more, but they would also share it with these neighbors, so the neighbors' impression of them was not bad.

But now the village is surrounded by enemies, and their hunting bows have also been placed at home, so they are now like Wuka, they can only wait for others to help, if it weren't for the luck of meeting the old man Feng, maybe now they are also under the eaves of a certain house, while accepting the white eyes of others, while being wet by the heavy rain, right?

Then a few more people took out the food they had hidden in their baggage, three air-dried hares, a small packet of shelled rice, and a general air-dried pheasant, plus the previous ones, it was also decent, enough to eat for a while.

But how long is this time?