The women found a large cloth bag one after another, and put the empty water bladders, pig bubbles used to hold water, and bamboo tubes into the cloth pockets.

There are also old ladies who fill a few mud into another furoshiki, tie a knot to the furoshiki, and hang the mud on the front chest after the water is beaten.

Song Fusheng's family.

Mrs. Ma not only collected all the empty water bladders, but also put the two 5L empty bottles of Nongfu Spring into two extremely sturdy bags.

Teenage faces, ready to go.

One by one, the teenagers carried cloth bags with empty water bladders behind them, and cloth bags with mud irrigation and other water buckets hung on their chests.

Song Fusheng's eldest nephew Da Lang and nephew Huzi, these two teenagers are even more bulging in front of them, because inside are the empty bottles of Nongfu Spring.

They had to climb a thousand kilometers of mountain, fill it with water, and then go down the mountain, and you can imagine how heavy the weight of the body would be when it was full of water.

Song Fuling watched dumbfounded.

In modern times, it's not like she hasn't carried 5 liters of mineral water. She carried it home from the supermarket downstairs, turned around and got on the elevator, and had to fall down. I can't imagine that Brother Da Lang and Brother Hu Zi will fill these two buckets of water, straddle the shoulders of each person in front of them, and there will be a large number of filled water bladders behind them, and then go all the way down the thousand-meter-high mountain.

What's more, it is impossible for them to even hold it with their hands, because each person has to carry two wooden buckets of water in his hands. In front, back, and in both hands, all the weight of water will weigh on this teenager.

Song Fusheng looked at these faces and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid, the third uncle will be even more afraid if he says a few words!"

Song Fusheng nodded: "Yes, don't be afraid, because your father and uncle, they are on both sides to protect you." They will do their best to spare their lives, and they will not let anyone hurt you. Remember, don't think about helping the adults in any situation, you don't care about anything, just carry the water and rush down. Only if you run fast enough, your father and uncle will come down quickly. ”

After Song Fusheng finished speaking to the teenagers who were responsible for carrying the water, he moved his eyes to the strong laborers who escorted the teenagers.

There are so many old people, women and children at the bottom of the mountain to protect food, guard cars, and there are so many old people, women and children, so ten teenagers go up to pay silver and fetch water.

There are only one left and one right and two strong laborers next to every two teenagers, and there are more than a dozen gentlemen who simply can't be called strong laborers, more than forty, almost fifty, they belong to the indiscriminate counting into the escort team, and the teenagers who are responsible for carrying the water are fenced off, so that they are not allowed to see the water, and they can also pour their hands to help carry the bucket.

Therefore, those who dare to fight and kill those who have combat effectiveness will only die seven or eight.

"You guys, I won't tell you more. Axes, machetes, take them, and kill them if necessary. He also deliberately said to those men who were indiscriminate: "As soon as the water is beaten, you will light the torches, and I don't ask you to kill a few, but if anyone dares to approach, they will burn them with torches." ”

Si Zhuang stood up, shook his head at Song Fusheng, and pointed at Song Fuling's second uncle.

Song Fusheng understood that Si Zhuang didn't want to go up the mountain, and Si Zhuang thought that his obligation was to protect Mi Shou and their family, and it was best to stay one step at a time, and wanted the second brother to go up the mountain instead of him.

Song Fusheng called Si Zhuang and persuaded him:

"Si Zhuang, you see that they are scary to look at, but to be honest, there is only a matter of my brother-in-law and you. I haven't killed anyone, and I haven't seen much blood, so it's easy to panic when it comes to the real chapter. Don't worry, I'm guarding below, if the situation is not good, we will run first. When you see an abandoned cart, lead them to chase after us. ”

Si Zhuang thought for a minute before responding.

Departure, the team going up the mountain departed.

All of a sudden, there were dozens less people who even worked hard to bring teenagers.

The mountain is even more afraid to be idle.

Song Li was on crutches and whispered to the remaining strong laborers: "Pour the grain, pour it all together, and push the carts loaded with grain if there is a situation, and don't ask for anything else." ”

Song Fusheng also said to Mrs. Ma: "Mother, you gather these women, pile up the babies who can't run and those with bad legs and feet, and let them wait in the car." For the rest, try to reverse as many empty cars as possible, and when they get off the mountain, we will run when the water is loaded. ”

"Middle, middle."

When secretly covering and hiding, and putting all the family's grain together, Song Fusheng was angry, and his back molars had a headache: "There are only three truckloads of grain left?" It's only been a few days. ”

Song Lizheng was also extremely angry, especially when he saw the women who secretly wiped their tears.

The women didn't want to cry at this time, but they were too worried about the men and sons who went up the mountain.

Mrs. Ma's eldest daughter-in-law, He Shi, cried, her man, her eldest man, hum, why didn't the second family even go to the second child. At this time, you Zhu, why don't you take advantage of our old boys' more food? You put your arms around Song Jinbao, look at your happiness.

Song Lizheng couldn't suppress the fire even if he was desperate: "Cry!" ”

"It's not easy to cry and live, I work hard for saliva, and the food can't last for a few days."

"When will we have an easy time!"

Song Lizheng's words pierced people's hearts.

Yes, even if you don't escape the famine, every year, every day, aren't you still fighting for food, for not having enough to eat, and you're desperate. It's long overdue to get used to it, what are you crying about.

At this moment, a male voice could cry to the point of heartbreaking, depressed and mournful, from the mountain all the way to the foot of the mountain.

If there are thousands or even thousands of refugees stranded on the mountain, the number of people at the foot of the mountain is really small, only a few hundred. Most are waiting for their families to return from fetching water.

There was a large family, and there were people who fled together along the way, but most of them were in groups of several people, or in a group of three or five people, and they either fell to the ground or sat there slumped and waited.

Therefore, the young man, who was crying very badly, ran down the mountain covered in blood for help, and his first stop was to go straight to the carriage lady. Those people with knives and horses are powerful at first sight.

But unfortunately, the knife rested on his neck and made him stand back.

The young man turned his head and asked for help from Song Fusheng. Because their team was the most numerous at the foot of the mountain.

"Please, save my grandfather. It was my grandfather who kindly told everyone that there is water on the top of this mountain. They actually killed my father and robbed my grandfather of his silver, and now ...... "The young man is not angry."

Mrs. Ma took Song Fusheng behind her, but she herself stepped forward and asked hurriedly: "After handing over the silver, the bandits are still killing and robbing?" ”

"It's not soil or bandits, it's from our same village, and my grandfather is still their lizheng. Please, please, help, save ......" The boy was covered in blood, and blood kept pouring out of his hair, and he passed out before he finished speaking.

Song Lizheng listened and covered his heart.

Although he was half confused, people were really afraid of comparison.

Look at their gang, just now they had to pay money to buy water, and none of them picked it, and there were ten people who went in, and each of them had to pay two yuan, but they collected too much. Collect more and retreat, everyone also said, retreat, the poor family is rich, you know that the bandits in the mountains are unreasonable, bring more, in case people change their hexagrams, they want to collect more, we will give.

Then, while waiting, another little girl came to Song Fusheng for help.

The little girl was dying and muttered to Mrs. Ma, who seemed to be the most kind-hearted: "Grandma, buy me as a maid, just give me food and drink, I can do anything, please." "Kowtow.

Mrs. Ma turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it, and said to herself: I still want to find a place to eat and live. If this continues, I'm about to sell my granddaughter and buy you.

By this time, the people who were fetching water had reached the top of the mountain.

Ironically, hundreds of bandits armed with broadswords are really good bandits.

It's not difficult to be a person, and you can talk about it, just let you go over to fetch water after paying the money, and just leave after the beating.

Compared with those refugees, the bandits are really good people.

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