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On the thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve is coming.

Daming Fujian Province, Zhangzhou Prefecture, Zhangpu County. A few months ago, a monstrous flood caused hundreds of miles of natural humiliation in Zhangpu County, like stripped naked girls, and hundreds of thousands of people who had lost their homes and hopes were scattered in all directions.

On the muddy road to the Six Claws, a group of about 100 refugees staggered forward, picking up all kinds of rural wood and miscellaneous items that no one cared about. Nothing of value was found along the way, and the refugees walked dejectedly towards the six chelates where they were sheltered.

The crowd was mostly made up of young and strong people, but in terms of size, almost all of them were scrawny beggars, who were once military households of the Six Che Sho. Now that the flood has swept away, the leaders of the military station have long fled to the nearby city to avoid the disaster, leaving only the local military households to guard their so-called homes and unyielding farmland with an unusually tenacious Xiaoqiang spirit, living a helpless dying life.

As a result of the Zhangpu flood, more wandering refugees entered the territory of the Six Chela, where both homesteaders and local military households lived around the dilapidated military fort as if they had lost their souls, living on the bark of wild vegetables and trees.

On a rocky beach near the sea, two young men in ragged clothes, one tall and one short, walked back and forth weakly, trying to find the seafood left behind after yesterday's low tide in the cracks of the stones.

"Qiao Yan, there's a snail!" The short young man suddenly pointed a finger, a rotten smile appeared on his dirty face, and his foot, which had lost a shoe, quickly ran towards a place on the rocky beach, and the previous desire to fall became extremely dexterous and excited.

The tall young man was also stunned. Hurriedly followed with a rusty spear in his hand.

"Grilled and eaten! Grilled and eaten! I'm going to bake it! ”

The short young man held the slightly fishy conch in both hands, and screamed nervously in his mouth, and looked around to find a stone with sharp edges. The stuffy head smashed the conch. It's a pity that there was no movement for several consecutive times, and the young man who was in a hurry simply grabbed the conch with both hands and smashed it on the ground one by one.

Eventually, the conch cracked, and the stinking and rotting snail meat flowed out.

"Yu Shan, you hungry ghost reincarnated, you stink, you can't eat it!" Qiao Yan looked helplessly at the disappointed expression of his playmate since childhood, and turned his head slightly.

"I don't believe in such a big sea. Why didn't you eat! Do you remember last year, that snail is fragrant! Yu Shan threw down the rotting conch and walked towards the sea again.

"Don't go, it's almost high tide. Wait, those people said they would bring food today! Seeing that his companion was already hungry, Qiao Yan hurriedly rushed up and tightened the other party's clothes.

"Qiao, but I'm hungry...... Ah! Yu Shan sat down on the rocky beach in a distraction, only to be poked in the face by sharp stones.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve. But the refugees and military families of the Six Chela, who had almost nothing, could only stare at the sea in the distance.

After a while, a large hard-sailed ship appeared at the end of sight, and the sharp-eyed refugees hurriedly shouted. The elderly, weak, women and children also stood up, and the crowd began to rush towards the rocky cliffs of the beach in the distance.

A large ship more than 20 meters long skilfully navigated the dangerous reefs and shallows. Docked more than a dozen feet offshore, and then put down a few small boats. Bags of heavy grain were loaded into the boat, and then a dozen strong men with large knives on their backs rowed up with their heads shut.

After a while, the armed men appeared in a rotten military fort in the Six Cherots with a proud face, and behind them were bags of bulging grain. There were more than a few hundred refugees or military households, men and women.

"Folks, our big boss said that this is the New Year's food given to everyone by Yan Dashan, everyone must remember the good of the big boss and Yan Dashan!" A small leader-like pirate stands on a large rock with his hands held high, as if he were the savior.

The refugees knelt down one after another, muttering all sorts of things like "benefactor" and "many children", but their eyes remained fixed on the food.

"Porridge...... I haven't drunk porridge in a long time, Qiao Yan. There's a lot of food here, and we have to boil a lot of porridge! Yu Shan leaned on his companion's shoulder, his eyes red.

"Who told you to eat so much a few days ago, and now you don't eat anymore." Joe smiled wryly and patted his companion's head.

In a short time, a pot of hot porridge boiled, and hundreds of refugees or military households curled up beside the broken bricks and broken walls of the military fort of the Six Chelache Junction and drank it in large gulps.

“…… That place is a blessed land, full of black soil, the wind and rain are smooth, what to plant! And gold digging! If you want to go, you will take this piece of cloth and go to Hou San to draw a hand, and in a few days, there will be a boat to pick you up! ”

A dozen pirates triumphantly laid things out on a millstone, shouting like a pyramid scheme.

The refugees drank and shed tears, and after drinking the porridge, many people walked directly to the group of strong pirates, pulled a piece of red cloth, and then pressed the monogram on the side, and then led a small bag of grain towards a small village near the military fort. And more people, after drinking enough, retracted into a dilapidated house, so that they could not fall asleep.

"Qiao Xian! Let's go too! Yu Shan licked the remaining rice soup paste in the bowl while pointing to the pirates in the distance.

"They are all thieves on the sea, how can we be with them, and we are not afraid that the Lord of the Hundred Households will cut off our heads?" Qiao was startled, and quickly covered his companion's mouth, looking around like a conditional launch.

"Lord Hyakhe? Adults may have forgotten about this place a long time ago, so why are they still in charge of us? Qiao Yan, I really listened to me this time, staying here is also a death, it is better to break out! Besides, he didn't be a thief, he didn't say it, he went to the foreign land to open up the land, and I heard that the land there was very fat, very fat...... I remember that the year before last, didn't there be people in our castle who fled to the South Seas? After a few years of lamp making, you also have your own land, can't you come back and marry Cuiya? When the time comes, I will also take my mother and drink porridge every day! ”

Yu Shan snapped his fingers, thinking about how many years it would take to drink porridge, and at the same time, he also counted Qiao Yan's good looks.

Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment, staring at his companion's energetic appearance after eating, and after a while, he silently turned his head to look at his own village fort in the distance.

It was quiet, as if it were dead. But Qiao Yan knew that there were still hundreds of military families living there.

The two young men crowded in front of the refugee line, tore off a piece of red cloth at the same time, and after drawing the prisoner, they received a ration to take back to the village to feed their families.

What they don't know is that at this moment, in many places, this is happening at the same time, and the same people are looking forward to it at the same time. (To be continued......)

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