With such a large convoy, it was originally enough to camp on its own.

But considering that there are many women and children now, especially many of them are still little dolls, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand the cold at night, or in case there are bandits and thieves who are frightened by night attacks, Wendao still asked Shanwazi to go to the village to test it to see if any villagers are willing to vacate some vacant houses for them to live.

Shan Wazi took a few people, kept on guard, and slowly came to the entrance of the village, and found that the entrance of the village was already full of young people, everyone was holding sticks, and staring at them with unkind faces.

Such crowds and expressions, almost all the villages in the past, are like this.

The mountain baby didn't care, squeezed out a smiling face and sang:

"Disturbed the old and young masters, we are passers-by, and we want to find some free houses for the doll to live in, the price is easy to say, I don't know which one is willing?"

Rushing to stay in a hotel?

Give back the money?

Not bandits......

For a while, everyone looked relieved, and then they all thought of one word:

Money, the person who came here said to give money!

Zheng Liye's eyebrows moved, and he coughed and said:

"We have a lot of houses, but you people can only come in with little dolls. As for money, it can be as much as it wants, and it would be best if you could give food. ”

Shan Wazi immediately smiled and said:

"Deal, thank you uncle, we didn't need to live in the hotel, we found it because the doll was small. In this case, I will immediately go to report to my son-in-law, and see if I can give you food without money. ”

After taking two steps, Shan Wazi suddenly turned his head and said:

"Oh, in addition to the doll, my son-in-law may also need a spare room, but he has to bring two guards, is it possible?"

Zheng Liye hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Your son-in-law, how old is he, can you bring your family?"

The mountain baby smiled, shook his head and said:

"My son-in-law is still a young man, so naturally he has no family."

Zheng Liye suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said:

"Come on, but there are only two guards, okay."

After a while, Wen Dao walked over with Li Goudan.

Behind them, there was a large group of women and children, sometimes chirping, sometimes silent, but without exception, they all yawned one by one.

Seeing this, the people of Zhengjia Village immediately put their minds at ease, discussed in a whisper, and quickly assigned the house, and then someone came up and led everyone to the village.

The others followed Zheng Shanhe and stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the knife.

Wendao smiled and beckoned to the back.

Soon, more than a dozen handymen were carrying their shoulders and throwing more than a dozen bags of corn at the feet of everyone.

"This little rice, how much is enough for your house, but are you still satisfied with my father-in-law?"

Pointing to the rice bag, Wendao smiled.

Zheng Liye had already stared at the grain on the ground and smiled, and nodded again and again:

"Enough is enough, the little boy is benevolent and righteous, and the old man will arrange for someone to boil some hot water. At the turn of winter and spring, it is most easy to get cold at night. ”

Wen Dao's heart moved, and asked:

"Uncle, at the turn of winter and spring, what month is it now?"

"In the third month of the lunar calendar," Zheng Liye replied without thinking, and then looked at the literary knife:

"The little boy still wears more clothes, covers the spring and autumn freezing, in this world, don't dare to get sick!"

Oh, Wendao nodded, the third month of the lunar calendar should be the April of the Gregorian calendar.

In April, Zhang Xianzhong was first attacked by Qin Liangyu in Zhiping, and then ate Qin Liangyu in an ambush in Taiping Agate Mountain.

From entering Sichuan to the present, this old thing has lost many games in a row just in the hands of Qin Liangyu, the bitter master, and will soon be unable to hold on and run away.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, I didn't expect Zheng Liye, who was sixty or seventy years old, to lead a few villagers to send a large bucket of hot water, with a clay pot of hot porridge in his hand.

Nothing to do, it seems that this old man has a request for me.

Wendao quietly washed his face, and went to several large courtyards nearby to look at the children, and saw the mountain baby coming over, and said in his ear:

"Childe, there was nothing wrong last night. It was just dawn, and many figures appeared around the camp, some of them were secretly watching, and some of them were directly approaching the camp to see. Seeing that they were all from the village, we did not drive them away. ”

"Got it—"

After Wendao finished speaking, he returned to the small courtyard where he lived, and saw Zheng Liye standing in the courtyard and hadn't left, so he greeted:

"Uncle, if there's something, just say it."

Probably didn't expect Wendao's single knife to go straight in, Zheng Liye smiled awkwardly, and then hugged his fists and said:

The old man took the liberty of asking, the little boy seems to have a big family, but he seems to be in a hurry and has no fixed place. If you really don't guess wrong, I don't know if the little boy still needs manpower here? ”

After a pause, Zheng Liye looked at the knife and added another sentence inexplicably:

"Oh, this village is all my surname Zheng, ninety percent are clansmen, never make trouble, treat people loyally, ancestors once went out with the army, known for their loyalty and courage, and there are legends as evidence."

As he spoke, he handed over a shiny black coupon book.

It turned out to be finding a way for his village, which is not bad, and he will always have to consider the problem of population in the future.

Wen Dao glanced at it, then looked up and said:

"How many people in the whole village, especially those who can farm, report the number, and the young and honest ones also report the number."

Zheng Liye's face was happy, this is what he wants to do as ordered, and hurriedly said:

"There are 146 households in the whole village, and there are 733 people."

"Because in recent years, there have been bandits, and officials and thieves have also come and gone, so most of the elderly, women and children in the village have been killed, and the rest are basically young and strong, and most of them can farm."

Oh, thinking that the 100,000 mountains in Yunyang Mansion are full of mountain fields that can be cultivated, and once the reclamation is successful, it will be safe to fence it off at that time, Wen Dao unconsciously became interested in the people of this village.

If it is true that all the young and strong are left, then there is no need to burden more non-labor people. In this way, the whole finances are easy, and it is easy for them to support their own families.

"Uncle, seeing is believing."

After all, it is related to the construction of his own foundation, Wendao did not dare to be sloppy, and said a word to Zheng Liye unabashedly.

Zheng Liye's tears flowed out of his eyes all of a sudden, and he stumbled out of the yard, knocking a piece of broken iron on the big tree at the door.

After a few moments, the villagers came from all directions.

"Listen to every household, regardless of men and women, the young and strong stand on one side, stand on the side like old decay, and the little dolls stand on the side, they all stand well, and they are not allowed to speak!"

After speaking, Zheng Liye invited the knife out and pointed to the humanity of a place:

"Little boy, the whole village is here, there were originally some people who were lying on the kang and couldn't move, some time ago, they themselves died of hunger strike, this is all my clansmen......"