Gao Tietou asked: "Third uncle, what should we do next, my father is sad." ”

Song Fusheng pointed to the distance: "That's not coming." ”

In the distance, the high butcher supported Grandpa Lizheng, the eldest son of the Lizheng family, followed by representatives of several families rushing here.

Song Lizheng took a sip of dry tobacco pouches: "It's time to pass, right?" ”

"It should be."

"Fusheng, what do you say, what's next."

Several large men sat in a circle, the light of the fire reflecting their troubled faces.

Song Fusheng thought for a while: "I still have to go forward, this place is not guaranteed, and it is still in the realm of other people." Don't look at it at night, my heart is always unsteady, I can't joke with human life, right? ”

Brother-in-law Tian Xifa has a different opinion: "I feel that it is going to rain, if it rains, it will be troublesome, not to mention whether people can stand it, and the livestock are enough to choke, otherwise hide in the mountains?" Let's take a break and see how it goes. ”

After speaking, he found that Song Fusheng looked at him in surprise, Tian Xifa explained: "I was squatting there just now, and I saw that there were ants, dozens and hundreds of them were gathered together in rows, isn't there such an old saying, ants make a line, heavy rain, ants move, heavy rain." ”

After hearing this, several people looked up at the stars blankly, muttering a little in their hearts, can they?

Don't look at their disaster is not as serious as in the south, but there has been some drought, this year's harvest is much lower than in previous years, and the land is also watered by carrying water, where is the old saying to rain, where to listen?

Gao Tuhu's second son, Gao Tietou, agreed: "My Uncle Tian is right, didn't you find out? Even today's mosquitoes bite indiscriminately, and there is no day to bite today. You shoot it to death, and they pounce on their faces and eyes in a desperate way. ”

Saying this, everyone changed from muttering in their hearts to believing it a little.

Because they have such an old saying in the local area, it is not the set that Tian Xifa said, but: mosquitoes bite people indiscriminately, and soon the rain comes, mosquitoes bite fiercely, and the rain is in three days, this old saying is agreed by everyone.

Song Lizheng's eldest son hurriedly said: "That's not good, Dad, in case of rain, we really have to find a place." Don't mention it far away, just the buds we break, and our wheat harvest is late, it's not so dry when it's not sun, it's not damp? ”

Song Fusheng looked at his eldest brother-in-law again: "Brother-in-law, have you walked over the mountain?" ”

"Walking, walking all the way is wasteland, and there are some all year round," Speaking of this, Tian Xifa paused, and pondered again that there was nothing to talk about, anyway, it had come to this point. His tiger skin was sold to salt sellers, and those people had their brains pinned to the waistband of their trousers, and if they caught it, they would be beheaded.

Continued:

"I've heard my father mention it before, our side is too biased, so we can only sneak and sell salt, and those who are not afraid of death come from behind our mountain and take a detour.

Because there was no one along the way, and it was all wasteland as far as the eye could see, and there was no place to hide.

Farther away, a hundred miles away, there is a mountain, you go around, everyone can see, bigger than our mountain, it is said that there are bandits on it, now it is not clear whether there are or not. ”

Song Li was burned by the cigarette pouch and hurriedly wiped his beard.

I thought: Mother, there is no way to live.

Go on, there may be bandits, and those are all deadly plays.

In the future, it is easy to know when some officers and soldiers will rush into the courtyard to arrest people, and this is the only reason why they are afraid.

As for the original place, it is most embarrassing to stand in place, there is no store in front of the village, there is no place to hide in the rain, it is better to go back to the village and have a tile to cover.

After listening to Song Fusheng, his heart was also turbulent, and he described it with a lyric:

One step forward is dusk, one step back is life, the wind and waves are not calm, and the mind is not stable.

A wave has not subsided, and another wave has invaded, and a lifetime is like waking up from a dream, deep in the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and deeply sad.

It's so sad, I'm about to catch up with the savages, and I've been unlucky since I crossed over.

"Fusheng?"

"Oh, grandpa."

Song Lizheng said: "Then let's go forward, but let's not go too far, first bypass this mountain, go to the other side of the mountain to find a cave to stand down."

First, we and other families in the village, and now we are these families, I really can't rest assured.

Alas, I've been watching the sky for decades, and I don't know what they're rubbing into, why haven't they come yet.

Two, if the weather is really bad, we also have a place to hide from the rain.

Stupid, mule cow, take 10,000 steps back, even if you are not afraid of pouring it, then we people can't fit it. Especially for the cart, don't let the mother-in-law and child get a cold, it's a fatal disease. ”

Song Fusheng knew that the third point that Grandpa Li Zheng didn't finish talking about was: there was still luck in his heart, and he always thought, what if, if he didn't have to recruit soldiers, he didn't have to run.

In fact, he doesn't have to go, it's a big deal not to live by farming in the future, do some trading, he is a modern person, and the living can still suffocate urine. Just don't catch him on the battlefield, then he really can't do it.

"Okay, then let's pick up and pick up the road first, go over the mountain to see the situation, at least let the children find the cave for a while."

In this way, seven families dragged their families and brought them back on the road.

On the winding road, they kept holding torches, the Song family was fine, mosquitoes or something, they all put on the screen in advance, and the mosquito net that Song Fuling ripped off when she left the ancient home also came in handy, and it was changed by her aunt, one of them covered a piece on his head, and he thought it was a scarf from a distance.

Qian Mishou was put on a trolley by Song Fusheng, how could he really let such a young child walk.

Song Fusheng's eldest brother is also a honest person, and when he saw the tiger-headed kid, he was full of pity, and told his younger brother while pushing the cart, Chong your father-in-law, you have to be kind to this kid in the future, alas, the Qian family has this one root, so that your father-in-law can close his eyes underground.

Qian Peiying overheard these words, and she decided to repay the favor by giving the two eldest nephews of the eldest brother's family, as well as the tiger son of her sister's family, all sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, and each of them shared a water bladder.

There are a total of these water bladders, which are a farewell gift from the white shopkeeper to the old bull head. Remove the ones they use now, Mrs. Ma's, this will be gone, others can only use bamboo tubes or clay pots, she decided to give the last few to the boys.

The water bladder contained the water she had boiled before, and before handing it over, Qian Peiying sprinkled a little sucrose and a little salt into it, which was from her daughter, salt and sugar water to replenish her strength.

Although the amount is not much, but these boys push carts and drives, they are very sensible when they are teenagers, especially the two boys of the eldest brother's family, they have a lot of contact along the way, and always say, the third uncle and three aunts don't need your help to push, we can do it.

In the end, Qian Peiying took advantage of the darkness of the night to add some salt and sugar to her and her husband's water bladder, and shook the water bladder for Song Fusheng to drink quickly.

As for her daughter, there is no need to worry about it at all, her daughter's kettle is a modern thermos kettle, the water is hot all day and night, and her daughter is still carrying the sugar and salt of the modern family.

If she feels too hard and coquettishly with her father, her father can stand on the spot and roll his eyes, and enter the space to get milk powder and yogurt Coca-Cola.