Find a large open space, where there were originally three or two resting households, and there were also ten meters and twenty meters apart between these three or two households.

Song Li stepped forward to thank him with his fists, explaining his intentions, saying that we are a big family, can we let one go, it is convenient, we all want to be together.

When people saw so many people, some simply let go without listening to the explanation.

A large open space was poured out, and the mule cart and ox cart were first passed, one in front and one behind, and stopped at the stations on both sides, and the tall mule cart and ox cart were used to form a partition on both sides.

Then there are the trolleys, which fill the trolleys one by one horizontally to the place behind them.

In this way, it is equivalent to having these cars on both sides and behind them for the person in the middle to block, leaving only the front open.

One is to be able to raise your eyes to see these vehicles, and the other is to cook and sleep close to the toilet. If others don't pay attention to this side, they won't be able to see clearly what everyone is eating and drinking, whether they are sleeping or not.

The cattle shopkeeper and the high butcher, the two of them are the chief of the cattle. The two of them hurriedly unloaded the wagons from the oxen and mules in turn, fed the cattle with water, fed and drank, tickled, and scrubbed and coaxed.

Half of the children in the youth group are each guarding two cars, sitting on the ground, and responsible for guarding.

Old men and old ladies like Uncle Song Fusheng went to the trolley to remove the top oilcloth to keep out the rain, and the bottom of the oilcloth was covered with straw mats woven by the guys on the mountain, and the bottom mat was always the bottom mat when they lived in caves and shelters.

Take down all the mats and shop them all in their own place.

The location of sleeping and cooking is still according to the ranking of vehicles, and it is laid out next to each other.

Regardless of rest, the strong laborers had to dig a pit in front of their own bedding and bury the pot, and after burying the pot, they carried a bucket to the small river a few hundred meters away to fetch water.

The women, with their children, went to collect hay and other things that could be used to make a fire.

Originally, the women wanted to pick up hay and dig up some wild vegetables, but there were no nearby. They were very suspicious that all the wild vegetables had been dug up by the people who had fled the famine, except for the mountains. It's autumn, and it's the time for wild vegetables to be fattened.

Some of the women taught their children with sorrowful faces: "See? It's a light all the way. I don't know if I'll be able to pass by a place with mountains in the future, and it's hard to eat wild vegetables. Let those people poach it. ”

The child immediately said: "Mother, we can't go up again if there is a mountain, Song Sanbo said to delay the hour." ”

"Alas, yes, you guys, if you are not hungry, eat less, drink more water if you are hungry, and your father eats more, and the cart is tired."

In short, everyone is in good order, and there is a clear division of labor who is responsible for doing what.

Song Fusheng has long considered this, he is not afraid of managing a team with a large number of people, he is afraid that everyone will make a mess together, and they all don't know what to do when they get together.

I don't know what to do, just sit idle, it's like a unit, one by one, this thing and that. You keep them busy, assign the guys to the heads, and do their own mess well, and he is not confused.

Song Fusheng and Song Lizheng also had work at this time, and they studied what they were looking for.

"Mrs. Guo."

Mrs. Guo was weighing her family's little grain, thinking about who would eat half a dry food tonight and who would eat one, how many would be steamed in total, and she would have to bring it out for chewing on the road tomorrow.

Hearing someone call her, she raised her eyes and saw that it was Song Lizheng and Song Fusheng, and there were some smiles on her face: "Uncle Lizheng, eldest nephew, come, sit on the side, it has just been paved." ”

Song Lizheng waved his hand: "Don't sit down, the two of us are here to collect grain, and the family will collect five catties first." ”

Guo Pozi's heart ached: "What's the matter? ”

Song Lizheng pointed and said:

"These cars, we have to choose someone to watch them at night, so we can sleep and sleep, right? Can't let the night stay up in vain, the second half of the night is easy to get hungry, and the next day you have to rush and can't hold on, to send a dry food to a person, a bowl of porridge, is also a meaning.

We have more than a dozen families, each family has a strong laborer, and four are selected for each night, and they take turns.

Everyone will give food and let my family make food, can you trust it? My eldest and his daughter-in-law made it by the way. ”

Mrs. Guo rubbed the water in her hand with the placket of her clothes: "Zhong, needless to say, I'll scoop it." ”

When she received Song Fusheng's aunt's house, after listening to it, the aunt stared at Song Fusheng and looked at each other for dozens of seconds.

Song Fusheng pondered: Auntie, what do you mean by those eyes, do you want me to give you a discount?

Well, you guessed it, they are all real relatives.

The eldest aunt originally wanted to say, can't you collect two catties first? We don't pay the bills, and we will give two catties after eating. The uncle frowned beside her and said, "Scoop it away, and look at what the son is doing." Don't just scoop bud rice dumplings, scoop some fine noodles. ”

Uncle Niang regretted this, it was better to scoop the corn particles just now, the old man's words, at least half a catty of fine noodles.

When it came to Li Xiu, you said that she was alone with a child, alas, she did it.

"Collect grain, five catties."

Li Xiu has enough heart, she is also very honest all the way, and she works hard and complains about carrying the child's cart.

She couldn't put down her belongings, so she asked others, and she didn't ask for it in vain, so she deliberately steamed a few more dry food before going down the mountain to help other people's children. Giving a dry food is also a heart, it makes people's hearts warm.

I also know in my heart that if the team is ruthless and really doesn't want them, thinking that they are dragging oil bottles, she and her son will have to die. But if they behave better all the way, even if there is no food to eat in the end, she will kneel in front of everyone and beg, it will always be better than those who fled the famine.

Li Xiu didn't hesitate at all and handed over the five catties of grain.

But Song Lizheng couldn't bear to say: "If you can't push the car, you can tell the front and back families to give you a hand." I'll ask you later who can still squeeze the car in front of me, and put the bolt in the car when I'm in a hurry. ”

"Hey, hey, Master Li, I really have a hard time. It's just the two of us in my house, I have to take care of the bolt and carry water, you say bury the pot to cook and collect firewood...... Li Zhengye, can I partner with someone? ”

After speaking, Li Xiu not only glanced at Song Lizheng, but also looked at Song Fusheng expectantly.

Song Fusheng: You deserve it.

Song Lizheng said, then you have to go and discuss with other families by yourself, take the grain, and the people agree.

"Third Brother Song?"

"My family is not hit."

Then Li Xiu took the child to find the eldest daughter-in-law of the Gao butcher, she saw very clearly, the eldest daughter-in-law of the old Gao family, on the one hand, was much younger than those old ladies, and the young daughter-in-law was in charge, with little success and a soft heart. The family is full of men, and they don't care.

Song Fusheng and Song Lizheng went to collect grain again, and the other mothers-in-law also gave the grain very happily, and Song Fusheng was very surprised.

You must know that usually those are people who can't pick at themselves, and they dare to be ruthless to themselves, let alone others.

There are even those who can speak, and they also said politely to Song Lizheng: "Uncle, your eldest daughter-in-law still has to cook for these people on duty at night, and she is tired, all for our big guy." ”

Listen, these people are doing too well.

In Song Fusheng's heart, the most praiseworthy thing is his Lao Tzu Niang.

He was quite worried, and deliberately took the last family to accept his own house, but he didn't expect that his old son only picked his eyelids and grinded his body to load food.

Mrs. Ma thought to herself: What is the bargaining, everyone has paid it, and the grinding is also in vain, and the general trend has gone.

Song Lizheng has been arranging things for every household since he was in Lizheng, and he has never been so smooth, and he who is noisy is not obedient.

For the first time, he felt comfortable in his heart.

"Look at it, Fusheng, I'll just say, you don't need me to accompany you, you can go and collect it by yourself. This person will hug himself when it is really difficult. In fact, you are redundant, there is really no need to divide the stove, and it is closer to everyone to cook together. ”

When Song Fusheng heard this, he said in his heart: This is not right. A pot to eat is messy, and then the team will have to pull down because of who has more food and less food, who eats more and eats less.