Renjia Village is not quietly pitch black.

Ren Lizheng and Ren Gongxin did not sleep.

The old man was now lying crooked on the kang, and beside him sat the little lady who had renewed his strings two years earlier, a woman more than twenty years younger than him, and a woman a few years younger than his eldest son, who was lighting a cigarette pouch for him.

Ren Gongxin took a puff of cigarette pouch before raising his eyelids to look at his youngest son: "More than two hundred puffs?" Let's have a lot of labor. ”

Unexpectedly, the youngest son shook his head, Ren Zihao thought: General.

He replied, "It is estimated that it is forty or fifty strong laborers, and if you count the teenage boys, they are only more than half old." There are a lot of children under the age of ten, and there are more women, and there are more than a dozen of them. ”

Ren Lizheng's second son, Ren Zijiu, asked his younger brother: "How old is the youngest of the little babies?" ”

"In your arms? I can't see clearly. Anyway, at a glance, there are a lot of small dolls. ”

"Then this group of people is very peeing, they are women and little babies, and they haven't thrown half of the way? As for the few families received by the village next door, I heard that there were only strong laborers left, and all the daughters-in-law and children escaped, saying that there were starvation, thirst and death on the road, and those who were beaten to death. ”

After Ren Zijiu finished speaking, he thought about it and said to Ren Gongxin: "Dad, in my opinion, they are quite stocked, at least there is enough money." In this case, a red sign would cost at least thirty or fifty taels of silver, and they had fifteen of them. ”

Ren Li is squinting slightly, nonsense.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be only three or five families in other villages, but he would be given so many people.

Three or five families, treat the newcomers with stinky shit and stink them, and they can't take care of it, which is called making rules.

No rules, no rules, no rules, no honesty.

Fifteen came at once. Listening to the old son, it was still a group of people, who came together, and they used to be from the same village. Coupled with the fact that they fled all the way, it is conceivable that the group of people will be more united. It's difficult, and it seems that it takes a bit more brains to set rules for them.

"Let's all go back to sleep."

Ren Zihao was anxious, and said Dad, don't sleep, the official asked you to go to the town tomorrow to give them household registration notes, saying that that side has been filed, and we will not be dragged back. Are you really going to go straight to them without embarrassing them? Once the note is on, we are equivalent to missing a good opportunity for them to beg us, and we can't get off the horse at the beginning, how to repair it in the future. They've got that old money, they?

Ren Zijiu scolded his younger brother: "Shut up, how can you talk, is my father like that?" After speaking, he dragged his younger brother out of the house, "Dad, it's late at night, you can rest all the time." ”

When he arrived in the courtyard, Ren Zijiu carefully explained Ren Lizheng's intentions to his younger brother.

One, now is not the time to talk, the gang has already seen the row of thatched houses that are about to collapse, don't wait a while to ask Dad to rearrange the place, to borrow a house or something.

When people came to see, there was light in the house, and they didn't sleep, and my father couldn't pretend to be listening.

Hurry up and go to bed, the village is dark, and see how embarrassed they are to knock on the door and borrow a room to live.

Ren Zihao nodded: "Oh, no wonder Dad let everyone rest earlier, and asked me to write down the person who probed his brain and told him." ”

Ren Zijiu continued to explain to his younger brother who was not enlightened:

"The second point is, how can you not give a remark, if you don't give a remark, the household registration is not completely lost, and how can you receive relief food if you don't completely fall behind.

You fool, there are more than 200 of them, and the adults are given fifteen catties of relief food every month, eight catties up and five catties down at the age of eight. It is said that it can be received for half a year.

Do you calculate, how much relief food can be received by the father every month for more than 200 people? ”

Ren Zihao was stunned: "What does the second brother mean?" However, if they know that our father helped them take it away, they won't make trouble in the future. ”

"Where do they know? The whole village has to listen to our father, not only no one will tell them, but no one will talk to them, and few people in the village know about it.

Who told them? When they arrived here, they had no relatives and no reason, where did they go to meet the refugees from their hometowns? Moreover, the fellow villagers still have to know them, and the fellow refugees may not be able to receive this relief food, which village can let go of this opportunity? Our father, he is the most kind-hearted Lizheng in ten miles and eight villages. ”

"Yes, that's right, then second brother, I understand if you say that, I'll accompany my father to give them notes."

……

In front of a row of thatched houses that were about to collapse, not only Song Lizheng was crying with the women and children, but this time, even the strong men had red eyes.

Is this what they thought of all the way to survive?

They also know in their hearts: outsiders, people respond, may not give them a good face.

But they really didn't ask for much.

I don't expect Renjia Village to welcome a good face, but at least it's the middle of the night now, even if they are given a good house, a kang that can be burned, and a stove that can directly boil water.

In this way, they will be able to give the little ones a sip of hot water and a hot ondol. After a day of traveling, the babies can't stand it.

Mrs. Wang cried like a child who had been greatly wronged: "I miss home, I miss my broken houses." ”

Song Fusheng's eldest aunt also cried and said: "No matter how good and rich it is, it is not worth my few broken houses." No matter how broken your own house is, it's also home. ”

Mrs. Guo patted her thigh and cried: "They want to freeze us to death!" ”

Mrs. Ma just covered her face with her hands and cried until she sniffed.

"Milk," Song Lingling saw her crying, and she also shed tears.

Milk didn't say a word, I felt that milk was better than scolding the heavens and the earth, don't cry so pitifully, it feels uncomfortable to look at.

"Grandpa?"

Song Fusheng held Song Lizheng's arm, and was just about to persuade, let's take a look, what should we do, don't be stupid.

Song Lizheng suddenly grabbed his arm with tears, stomped his feet and cried: "Fusheng, we are wrong, we shouldn't force everyone to get together, it's the big guy who dragged you down." ”

The tall butcher covered his red eyes and nodded.