Mu Chenghu and his entourage hurried back to the village after buying salt and necessities, and as soon as they entered the village, someone saw them, and saw that the chickens and ducks on the ox cart were not bought, so an uncle asked, "The third child, what happened to the chickens and ducks this time, how did they confiscate it?" ”

Mu Chenghu saw that it was the thirteenth uncle of the clan, and Mu Qingshan told him the news he got in the town.

Mu Qingshan was startled at first after hearing this, but then calmed down. Mu Chenghu felt that he was more reliable at a glance.

"Uncle Thirteen, I was about to convene a meeting in the ancestral hall to discuss what to do! Now the time left for everyone is relatively tight, or please take the gong to inform everyone to go to the ancestral hall for a meeting immediately, and at least one person from the family must be present. I and I hurriedly put the chickens and ducks back and then went to the ancestral hall to hold a meeting for everyone. ”

"Hurry up, I'll take care of this." Mu Qingshan urgently urged when he saw the situation.

Mu Qingshan looked back at the few young people next to him who were frightened by the news that Mu Chenghu had just brought back, so he said, "Some cowardice of the tiger's head, why don't you hurry up and find the noodle gong to inform everyone, I will inform you in the village, you are younger, hurry up and go to the fields, and inform those who are working in the fields to immediately go to the ancestral hall for a meeting, and by the way, ask them to tell each other, don't fumble for me." After Mu Qingshan finished speaking, he walked towards the village, and muttered in his mouth, "These juniors usually look quite clever, but this encounter is out of tune, what can I do in the future?" ”

After a while, the sound of gongs and Mu Qingshan's shouts sounded in the village, and along with the sound of gongs and shouts, the villagers walked towards the ancestral hall one after another.

About half an hour later, when Mu Chenghu and the others came to the ancestral hall, they heard the villagers asking around about the reason for the meeting. Mu Chenghu stepped forward and said loudly, "Everyone, be quiet, I'll take a look at the name, and there is no one in that house." ”

"Chenghu, you can start with confidence! There are people from every house, and I've counted them just now. It was Mu Qingshan who spoke.

"Thank you Uncle Thirteen, then let's start!" Immediately afterwards, Mu Chenghu told everyone the news he had inquired about. No one doesn't believe this news, after all, this news has been inquired by Mu Chenghu and several people, and in recent years, Zheng Guo (the monarch of the Dayong Dynasty surnamed Zheng is also known as Zheng Guo) and Chen Guo have been conscripted every year, and the villagers of Mujia Village have to take out a large part of the money every year to hand over to the imperial court and have been exempted from military service. If it weren't for the fact that the ancestors of Mujia Village were a big family, they would have been unable to afford it a long time ago, and now Mujia Village is a little better than other surrounding villages, and can barely solve the problem of food and clothing. It's just that as soon as the news came out, the villagers instantly fried the pot, and some timid daughters-in-law began to cry.

As soon as Mu Chenghu saw this situation, he quickly took the gong in Mu Qingshan's hand and struck it a few times, and sure enough, the villagers immediately quieted down.

"Let's be quiet first, in the past few years, Chen Guojun has carried out large-scale looting, burning and killing wherever he went, and everyone knows it. I suggest that everyone pack up and leave here quickly, and if you have any different opinions, please raise them quickly. Mu Chenghu saw that everyone was quiet, so he said.

"Chenghu, that's right, everyone still has to plan early." It was Mu Qingliu, the only barefoot doctor in the village, who spoke.

"It's true, we have to pack up our things quickly and can't delay, time is running out." The next person to speak was Mu Qingyuan.

"But Uncle San, Uncle Six, this is our home! We've been living here for so many years, how can we just leave? It was Mu Chengyu of the Thirteenth Uncle's family who spoke, and as soon as Mu Chengyu's words landed, the younger generation of villagers below expressed their reluctance to leave. Mu Chenghu was about to say something when he heard Uncle Thirteen say.

"You little rabbit cubs, you have never seen Chen Guojun's ferocity, as early as a few decades ago, Jincheng broke Chen Guojun slaughtered villages everywhere and set fire to the mountain, your grandfather and they fled here with our generation after several twists and turns, if it weren't for the fact that there are many scholars in our ancestors' great family, maybe our clan would have died in Jincheng a long time ago, if you don't believe it, ask the elders in your own family, how miserable Jincheng was back then." Mu Qingshan said with some sadness.

"If you want to live, pack up with me and don't waste any more time." Mu Chenghu's sixth uncle, Mu Qingliu, said fiercely.

All of a sudden, the elders asked their juniors to leave Mujia Village. The younger generation was already shocked by what Mu Qingshan said, and with the persuasion of the elders, no one had to stay.

Mu Chenghu saw that the villagers had decided to leave, so he said: "Before leaving, everyone has to prepare, we have to kill the chickens and ducks, pickle the autumn wax and take it away, and the crops in the field are limited, so we will take them away, after all, we may eat together in order to hurry up and save materials." This is a run for their lives, so please kill the pigs if they have them, and everyone will go back and pack up quickly and leave here in three days. "Mu Chenghu, the village head, is still relatively prestigious, so no one objected. Seeing this, Mu Chenghu asked the two brothers Mu Chengtian to organize some villagers to kill chickens and ducks, and his eldest brother organized some villagers to clean up crops in the field. After the arrangement was made, Mu Chenghu announced the adjournment of the meeting.

When Mu Chenghu went home, he found that Liu Wuniang and his wife had almost packed their luggage.

"Dad, how's it going? Have the villagers done their jobs? Mu Yao saw her father coming back and hurriedly asked.

"I couldn't have imagined that it was smooth, but fortunately, the third uncle and the thirteenth uncle were there." Mu Chenghu said as he picked up the water on the table and poured a bowl of water to drink.

"What did the third uncle and the thirteenth uncle say?" Liu Wu asked curiously.

Mu Chenghu repeated the words of Mu Qingliu and Mu Qingshan.

"It turns out that they have experienced this kind of thing, and they naturally know the power of the matter, but why haven't they heard grandma mention it?" Mu Yao suddenly realized.

"I don't know, maybe the process is too hard and painful! Asu, in a while, you go to the village and find a few older aunts and aunts to go to the farm to marinate the chickens and ducks they have killed all day long, and make some autumn wax tomorrow. I went to the fields and harvested together. After Mu Chenghu finished speaking, he found a sickle, lifted the teapot and left.

"Yaoyao, you're at home and I'm going to find a few people to go to the farm." After the catkins finished speaking, they found it, put the big basin in the back basket, and carried it on their backs.

Seeing that her father and mother were gone, Mu Yao lifted the basket and walked into the vegetable patch next to her yard, picked all the beans, scalded them with boiling water, drained them, and dried them in the yard. After doing this, Mu Yao glanced at the sky and sent it to the sky that it was not early, so she went to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables and came back to cook.

Mu Chenghu and Liu Wu came back after dark, and when they came back, they found fragrant food on the table.

"It's worthy of your father's little padded jacket, isn't this a good meal to wait for your father to come back to eat!" Liu Fu laughed.

"Mother, am I not good to you?" Mu Yao pretended to be cute and asked.

"It's all good, it's all good." Liu Fu hurriedly smiled.

"Let's eat! I'm dying of hunger. Mu Chenghu washed his hands and saw that the two were still laughing, so he said. Mu Chenghu was indeed hungry, after all, he didn't eat in the morning, and he was too busy at noon to deal with it after eating a few bites.

After Mu Yao's family finished eating, Mu Yao closed the door and asked quietly, "Dad, what kind of books did you say those shelves are, are they useful to us?"

"Yaoyao, I don't know, I'll take a look first." After speaking, Mu Chenghu fell asleep. After a while, Mu Chenghu woke up.

"Yaoyao, these books are not very available, they are just some travelogues and miscellaneous books of this era." Mu Chenghu said with a disappointed face. In an instant, Liu Wu and Mu Yao were not interested.

"I was still wondering if this would be a golden finger, and it turned out to be a chicken rib." Mu Yao also said with a disappointed face.

"Let's go to bed early! There's a lot to do tomorrow! Looking at the disappointed catkins of the father and daughter, they quickly diverted the topic. None of the three of them expected that at this time, it would be these seemingly useless books that saved the lives of a village in Mujia Village.

In the next two days, Liu Wu took the uncles and aunts in the village to make the chickens and ducks as autumn as possible, and Mu Chenghu took everyone to harvest the crops. The daughters-in-law in the village took half of the men to dry the food as much as possible in the field, and the eldest girls worked hard to make shoes at home. All the preparations before the escape are being carried out in an orderly manner.