Fanjiabao, which had calmed down, was in a mess, and the housekeeper checked it, and a total of seventeen people were killed and injured in the nursing home, long-term workers, and tenants. The grain hoards were empty, and the hungry people had nothing left, and not only that, but the belongings of the families, even the tables, chairs, and benches were taken away, and they were empty.

The landlord's wife hugged the dead young owner and was silent and had two tears - crying dry, Fan Dianyuan sat on the steps in a daze, it's over, this family is over, decades of accumulation, once turned into ashes, the son is gone, the family property is gone, even if there is still land, there are long-term tenants, but in this situation, without those grain deposits, everyone can't live.

After half a ring, the old proprietor came back to his senses, met the expectant eyes of the tenants, and shouted: "Go back and pack up, and prepare to escape!" ”

For thousands of years, this method seems to have become a law, when the good times are good, the peasants barely survive on the land, and when the times are bad, they pack up their things and flee to the famine, where to go where there is food. It's just that the word "fleeing famine" is too cruel for the peasants, it means that most of the people will die on the road to fleeing the famine, it means selling their sons and daughters, and it means that the road ahead is confused.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm waiting for you, I have to thank you for your help, otherwise Fan Jiabao will be bleeding like a river. But Mr. Zhou also saw that the food was robbed, and there was not much at home to support you, so I couldn't help it. Fan Dianyuan strengthened his spirit, prepared for the escape of the famine, arranged for the housekeeper to bury the young owner hastily, and then came over to compensate Zhou Shuren and others.

"It's not easy, the matter of the young owner, let's mourn." Zhou Shuren also knew that it was useless to talk too much, he was shocked too much during this time, he couldn't think of what kind of writing to use to describe these tragic scenes, he used to pay too much attention to the development of the upper echelons of the country. Pay attention to industrial data and people's income, but that is in the south, and the north is still in dire straits!

At this moment, Zhou Shuren feels that these people at the bottom of society are the ones he really needs to pay attention to, and the suffering suffered by the people at the bottom needs articles to let the world know. They are the foundation on which this country is made. Before me, maybe some of my eyes were low.

I didn't eat all night, but Zhou Shuren and the others didn't feel hungry much, and when they got up in the morning, they had already seen that the Fan family had basically packed up the things that had escaped the famine. There wasn't much to bring, a carriage on which the landlord's wife and her pregnant daughter-in-law sit, and some daily necessities were put elsewhere, and there was no food anyway. The place is huge.

Outside Fanjiabao, the tenants had also been cleaned up, and Xia Lu stared at the direction of the house: "Huazhi, what are you doing, hurry up and let our mother come up!" ”

"I know that I am shouting and drinking, you can talk about it, what is our mother saying is not leaving!" Huazhi was also depressed and worked all night. I'm tired and tired, and the two children had a full meal last night. Now they are in good spirits, and they are in a lot of noise—they don't know the difficulty of escaping. And the old woman gritted her teeth and didn't leave, sitting motionless on the kang, and the flower branches couldn't carry it even if she carried it.

"Nen, don't worry about me, life and death are people who are about to enter the grave, what are you doing with the sin. It is better to die in your own house and save yourself from sin! "The old woman also has plenty of reasons, who knows when she will flee the famine, bumpy all the way, without food or drink. I don't know when I died on the road, and I didn't even have a place to bury it. Besides, I am an old woman, and I can't walk the road, so don't I make trouble for my son and daughter-in-law on the way to escape the wilderness!

"Wood matter, we have a way." Xia Lu muttered and came over to pick up the old lady on the cart, looking around, the sparse crowd has begun to move, the direction is due south, as long as you insist on walking to the south of the Yangtze River, it is another world!

Since ancient times, there are two ways for the escape team in Henan, one is to the southeast, to the rich areas of southern Jiangsu and northern Zhejiang, and the other is to the northwest, through Tongguan into Shanxi. But now there is a third option, that is, to the south of the Yangtze River, as long as you get there, it is a thing once and for all, and you will no longer have to be hungry, poor, or run away from famine, anyway, people from the south say so.

"Flower Branch, Flower Branch, come here!" Seeing that there was no one around, Xia Lu beckoned to his daughter-in-law, and after coming over, Xia Lu lifted his torn jacket like a thief, and a circle of cloth bags wrapped around his waist, bulging.

"What's this?" Hanade vaguely sensed what this was and asked happily.

"The old Fan family bullied people, and I didn't know that last night I took advantage of no one's attention and stole a lot of food, all of which were packed in this cloth bag to save some food, plus the grass, leaves, and bark on the ground after the beginning of spring, and it was not good to make a mess until the end of the escape."

"Really, Xia Lu, you can do it, let the old club see it?"

"See, he can still eat me, his property is broken, the nursing home is gone, it's better for us!" Xia Lu carefully closed the broken jacket and tied it tightly with hemp rope, these are life-saving food, an old lady in his own family plus his own family of four, how much food do five people have to eat, it is estimated that they have to eat grass roots along the way, and they have to ask for food, these grains can't easily see the light.

Without shouting, the flow of people fleeing the famine leaned on their bodies and began their journey of death. Zhou Shuren and the others in the north continued on the road hungry, as long as they walked to Xuchang, they could find the people from the Investigation Bureau, and there was a way to return to the south, so that they could have a full meal and a good night's sleep.

Eagle Mountain Claw is the name of a team of horse bandits, and it is also the nickname of the leader of the horse bandits. However, it is the ****** era, and the horse bandits of Eagle Mountain Claw are not rich, and they are living a life of wine and drunkenness, and the nest has no grain in stock, so when they are hungry, they can just ask for big farmers. Unexpectedly, the famine was too severe, many large households ran out of food, the compound of the big landlord's family was tightly protected, there were many guards, the long and short guns in their hands were no less than the horse bandits, and there were high-walled compounds, everyone dared to provoke.

So the horse bandits were embarrassed, and the cook began to slaughter the horses, at first two, and more than 200 people of Eagle Mountain Claw feasted on it. After eating a meal of horse meat, the hungry horse bandit could no longer stop his mouth, and in just one month, all fifty horses were filled into his stomach, and the horse bandit became a robber, leaving only the old horse ridden by the big boss Eagle Mountain Claw.

"The big boss, if this continues, the brothers will have to eat the living, there is not a single rabbit on the mountain, the bottom of the mountain is full of poor eggs, hungry people running everywhere, the big landlord's family has a lot of food, we have two hundred people and fifty guns, it is not easy to fight. Big boss, you can find a way, you have to feed the brothers! The second boss cried in front of Eagle Claw with hundreds of brothers, and there was a gurgling sound in the cave, which was the stomach barking.

Eagle Mountain Claw sat on the wolfskin seat without saying a word, he knew that these people could say anything as long as they were full, if they were not full, not only would their position be unstable, but they would have to be allowed to eat alive! Looking at their green eyes, as well as the greedy eyes of the second master, they must have eaten the living!

"Trees are dead, people are alive, brothers, clean up the guys, let's go down the mountain to find food!" Eagle Mountain Claw tightened his big leather jacket, and made up his mind, if he didn't do anything about eating the empty mountain, he wouldn't believe that there was no food at all under the mountain, even if he couldn't find food, wouldn't it be a refugee everywhere, and he ate the food!

At this time, at the wharf of the Yangtze River in Wuhan, hundreds of large ships were waiting to cross the river, this was the first batch of ships to go north, carrying a regiment of light infantry, as well as 50,000 tons of grain, their task was to go north to Xinyang, where to set up a transit point for displaced people, where the displaced people could have a full meal, and then they had the strength to continue south. In addition, boats wait on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and as soon as the displaced people arrive, they will meet them to cross the river south.

In the south, from Wuhan to Guangzhou, from Shanghai to Kunming, the calls for support for the victims have been raised one after another, and the number of donations of money and food has even exceeded that during the great flood in the south.

Every photo and every text completely outlines the sense of national identity in the hearts of southerners, who are a family, and there is no reason not to be sad when they see their family suffering. Now Southerners are well fed and rich, but most of them remember the days when they didn't have enough to eat and know what it was like to be hungry.

The peasants donated most of the grain they had saved from frugality, and stayed at the door of the civil affairs department and did not leave, even though the staff tried to persuade them that the government had enough grain and that they did not need to take out the grain stockpile. The workers took out their hard-earned wages, threw them in the donation box and turned around and ran, and the staff couldn't catch up.

Students who do not have food or money express their wishes with great enthusiasm, and in major cities, demonstrations seem to have become the norm, and most of the demonstrations are organized by students. There is no time to spare the war parade against Japan, the parade for the signing of the Treaty of San Francisco, the parade for the production of steel to surpass that of France, the parade for the second super battleship to enter service, and the parade for support for the disaster area. Fortunately, people maintain a tolerant and appreciative attitude towards the students, and the school and administrative departments also try their best to cooperate with the students' demonstrations. (To be continued.) )