Lao Huang licked his lips and responded: "Fortunately, our village is far away, otherwise we will definitely have to move back to Luo." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”。

The village they are in is Lao Cai Tan Jiu Village, and according to the Arabic number, they are the ninth. This name was chosen for simplicity and to prevent the rise of clan power. Like Wangjia Village and Lijia Village, it is a surname when you hear it.

Under the influence of the clan, it is easy to huddle in a group. Therefore, when Daming arranged for new immigrants, he mixed different surnames. A surname must be separated by a mile or two.

Depending on the distance, the eight villages in front of them are all on the front line of the border. Therefore, if there is a little wind and grass, these villages will be affected.

Now because of the displaced people, the new villages are empty, and the new nine villages behind them have become the first line to resist the displaced people.

When Lao Kai heard this, his expression was a little worried, and he said in a deep voice: "Hey! It is the crops of the scarce land. As soon as the harvest was harvested, it ran into this obstacle. If it rains, the crops that have just been harvested will be moldy. ”。 They were resettled in Xinjiu Village three months ago. Because the Yue people in the village were either moved away, or slaughtered or killed, the houses in the village were relatively fine. Some simple utensils have also been retained.

The wastelands that had been cultivated, though uncultivated, were waist-deep with weeds. But the irrigation canals are still intact.

So they only need to clear the grass and replant. This also allows them to settle down in a very short time. Because of the grass and wood ash provided by burning, these abandoned fields are very fertile. The seedlings planted are also growing very well.

Coupled with the insecticidal herbs provided by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, the rice produced is golden and very gratifying.

Many rice farmers who have settled down look at the rice in the field all day long!

After all, this is their first harvest after coming to Xinjiu Village. In the days to come, he will look all in the harvest of the field. Therefore, every villager treats the crops in the fields like their ancestors.

You know, before this, they lived a life of exile. The sudden transition to a stable life where everyone has a field is like a roller coaster. As a result, there is always an unreal sense of crisis in the hearts of the villagers.

But they are very satisfied and emotional about the life in front of them.

This makes their feelings for the land relatively complex.

But no matter what, a good harvest should always be joyful. But now, because of the arrival of the displaced people, their stable life has been shattered.

made Lao Kai and others extremely uncomfortable.

Some of the villagers, hearing his words, also showed complicated expressions.

Lao Bai, who was holding the dog's tail grass, scolded in a bad tone: "This group of lowly beggars, where is it not easy to go, they have to run to our territory and disturb our purity." ”。 Because the homeless people were the first to spoil his family's crops, his impression of the homeless people was extremely poor.

And because when he was in the Qing Kingdom, he was used to seeing homeless people. So in my heart, there is no sympathy. He compared the homeless people to begging for food, and he was very disgusted.

Wang Mazi, who was sitting next to the patrol captain, immediately felt a chill on the back of his head. When he turned his head to look, he met Lao Bai's unkind gaze.

In fact, just now he heard Lao Bai's scolding! After all, they are so close, and Lao Huang's voice is very loud. And it's still for him, it's hard to listen to it if you don't want to.

It's just that because of his status as a homeless person, he doesn't dare to talk back. He pretended not to hear anything, and became a turtle with a shrunken head. But now facing Lao Huang's eyes, he can't dodge.

He defended himself hesitantly: "I-we are not beggars. If it weren't for the trouble at home, it wouldn't have come to your borders. Moreover, the Holy Religion has said that as long as we reach the borders of the kingdom of God, we will not starve to death. And I_I~ we too will be the people of the kingdom of God.

It's just-I didn't expect that it would be-would-be like this..." When there was no way to live, he used the words of the Holy Religion as a lifesaver. Although I felt a little unreal, I still flocked to it when I heard that there was something to eat.

From the distant Jingzhou Mansion in Hunan, all the way south, I finally arrived at the Kingdom of God that I thought about day and night. But who knows, it is piled up on the threshold of the kingdom of God, and you can't enter it. The disappointment in my heart is indescribable.

After speaking a weak confession at this moment, Wang Mazi's face full of dirt instantly wrinkled into dough. The dense freckles are like sesame seeds sprinkled on the dough.

When some homeless people heard his words, they shouted even more dissatisfiedly: "That is the mercy of the kingdom of God!" Originally, if you had listened to the kingdom of God, you would have become new immigrants just like us. Not only are there ready-made houses to live in, but there are also seven or eight acres of fields waiting for you to plow. In a few years, I will be able to find a mother-in-law in the Qing Kingdom and give birth to a bunch of cubs.

But now, what do you see? Not only does it harm our crops, but it also disturbs the peace around us. ”。

Due to the territory controlled by the Ming Dynasty, life was relatively good. Therefore, many new immigrants who have settled down in Vietnam have dragged their relations and asked people to find a daughter-in-law to live in the Qing country.

It is also the high bride price on Daming's side, which makes many adult men feel a lot of pressure.

At the moment, Wang Mazi listened, but he didn't think that these could be realized. It's also that there are too many hard days, so I have deep doubts about all verbal promises. At all times, I only trust my own eyes.

And now, he does not hold out hope for the future at all. I just thought that I could have some food and not be starved to death. However, he did not dare to talk back, so he only lowered his head, and his eyes stared timidly at the ground.

Seeing this, some villagers even helped: "That's it! Aren't all these things you do like beggars begging for food? ”。

As soon as he said this, the villagers present laughed. Some members of the patrol team also followed suit. Wang Mazi, who was criticized by the mouth, immediately turned blue and white, obviously embarrassed.

At this moment, the patrol captain, who had been silent, suddenly scolded the patrol members who were coaxing: "Do you still understand discipline?!" Yes?!

After a few days, you will go to heaven proudly? Why don't you want to think about what kind of life you lived when you were in the Qing Kingdom.

In my opinion, it's not much better than Wang Mazi, right?

Just like me, my hometown of Anlu Mansion, Hubei. When I was 16 years old, the embankment was swept away by a flood, and all my family except my sister and I were swept away. If there are no bones left, you can't burn some incense money for them during the Qingming Festival.

At that time, the government didn't care whether we lived or died. So I took my younger sister, begged for food all the way, followed many homeless villagers, and went to the mountains of Yichang Mansion to become a homeless person. Fortunately, with the blessing of the Bodhisattva, I met the Holy Religion. My sister and I have just lived a life of food and clothing.