Li Laohan is 76 years old this year, and people in the village call him Li Sanye.

His family is a military household in Daming, and he has been responsible for guarding the filial piety tomb for generations. However, except for the passage into the mountain, grass grew everywhere near Xiaoling, and the officers of Xiaolingwei did not order maintenance.

His eldest brother died young, and his second brother became an adult.

But the soldiers did not carry weapons, but only axes and ropes, and stole trees for the officers. Once, when I put down a log down the mountain, I accidentally rolled it down with a log, and my spine broke, and I had pain at home for several days before I lost my breath.

So, Li Laohan also became a soldier, made up for the errand of his second brother, and did hard labor for those hereditary military attachés.

If there is no illness or disaster, you can barely survive.

Officers occasionally give out rations, and they and their wives do odd jobs, which can also subsidize the family a little. However, floods and droughts were frequent, and his wife, who was not in good health, died of malnutrition first, and then his only son also died.

The old father and mother have been dead for many years, and he is the only one left in the family.

At that time, Li Laohan couldn't see the slightest hope for life, and lived in a state of confusion all day long. If the officer has an errand, he will do it, and if he has no errand, he will do odd jobs, and if he has nothing to do, he will make a cameo appearance as a beggar.

If he is lucky enough to pick up wild eggs in the Imperial Tomb, it will already be his happiest moment.

Suddenly, the Datong army came, and Li Laohan was transferred to guard Nanjing, and he was given a rusty spear.

Li Laohan was terrified at the time, he heard that the Datong army would slaughter the city, and he liked to eat human flesh raw. He stood at the head of the city tremblingly, completely unable to understand military orders, and only knew how to follow others around.

Then, the city was full of trouble, and the people surrounded the nobles, and there were soldiers who rebelled in the lake.

Li Laohan didn't think much about it, so he rebelled and went to help open the city gate.

He just thinks that the Datong Army is very powerful, so he simply takes refuge in the anti-thieves, and it is okay to follow the anti-thieves to eat human flesh.

These military households, who rebelled against the city and sacrificed the city, were unified into public security forces, and were responsible for arresting and arresting gangsters who took advantage of the fire to rob.

Zhang San, who is familiar with Li Laohan, is usually submissive, but suddenly flaunts his might. Zhang San didn't even arrest the gangsters, but under the banner of the Datong Army, he extorted the rich families in the city, and dozens of military households followed him at that time.

Behead them all!

Li Laohan saw Zhang Sanren's head fall to the ground with his own eyes, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot.

Later, more Datong troops entered the city, and the military households were taken outside the city. The missionary escorted the hereditary military attache to the meeting, saying that he was going to hold a grievance meeting, and he performed "The White-Haired Girl" at the beginning, and the military households who were farming the land for the officers were crying when they saw it.

Li Laohan didn't cry when he watched "The White-Haired Girl", but he cried at the grievance meeting.

He chattered about what happened to his family, counting how each family member died, and then he cried when he talked about his second brother, and he couldn't say any more.

Later, the land of the hereditary military attache was distributed to military households for cultivation, and Li Laohan never dreamed that he would be able to have his own land in his life.

Li Laohan farmed very hard, although he never planted, and his family had always cut down trees for officers.

When he met someone who could farm, he nodded his head and asked others to teach him farming skills. No matter how busy the farm is, I have to go to the fields every day, and I can't wait to eat and sleep on the ridges.

One day, the village chief summoned the people to discuss and asked all the single men and women to go.

Li Laohan was tending to the crops at the time, and he was a little reluctant to go. Unexpectedly, he got a wife, a female beggar who fled to Nanjing.

In fact, he is not a beggar, he went south with his family to join relatives.

Her family was all sick and starving, and she could only wipe her dirty face and beg on the streets. When the Datong army cleaned up the beggars, she was already half starved to death, and she was taken to the countryside to marry with other willing *** and homeless women.

Li Laohan has a property, a wife, and children, and he has a home.

Five sons and three daughters, three of whom died.

There are as many as eleven grandchildren, and that's not counting grandchildren. The family's land was no longer enough, the eldest son followed him to farm, the second son died young, and the third son went to the city to work hard.

Four sons died young, and five sons graduated from primary school and became apprentices.

Now, although the third son is sick from carrying his bags, he has bought a house in the slum in the northwest of the city.

The original owner made a fortune and moved out of the slums, selling it cheaply.

Last year, I heard that it was going to be demolished, and if the news is true, the three sons and their family can still live in the building.

The five sons are even more unbelievable, graduated from primary school and are educated, and they are willing to learn and study, and they are already masters of the printing and dyeing factory, with a salary of eight taels of silver a month. Even the owner was polite to him, and when they met, they handed him cigarettes, and he had to be called "Li Jiaoshi".

Land in and around the city is becoming more and more tight, and the new buildings are full of buildings.

Li Laohan has been to his youngest son's new house, which is more magnificent than the demolition allocation. It's just that his daughter-in-law has a weird temper, and she often makes him angry, so angry that Li Laohan didn't live for two months and went back to the countryside.

In this regard, Li Laohan was silent, and when he met people, he said that his son and daughter-in-law were filial and moved back because they were not used to living.

The villagers envy him for his blessings, his sons are all filial and filial, and his daughters are all married to good families.

In the morning light, Li Laohan went out with a hoe.

His wife, who was already in her prime, cried out, "Where are you going to get alive in the morning?"

Li Laohan turned around and said, "The rice is almost ripe, I'll go to the field."

The wife was angry and said, "Turn a fart, there are at least ten days left before you can threshk the grain." Your leg is not good, don't fall again, it's not cheap to hire a bone doctor."

"I can't fall, my ridge, I can finish it with my eyes closed." Old Man Li grinned, revealing a few sparse teeth.

The wife immediately shouted into the eldest son's room, "Your father is going out again, go with him and don't let him fall."

The eldest son's name is Li Datong, and when he was named, someone reminded him of taboos, saying that Datong was the name of the imperial court. But Li Laohan insisted on taking this name, saying that Datong is a good word that everyone has land to cultivate, everyone has clothes to wear, and everyone has food to eat, and this kind of good word will not be taboo, and sure enough, the government did not send anyone to investigate.

Li Datong slept in a daze, was woken up and was in a bad mood, and chased after him all the way.

"Dad, what are you doing with your hoe this morning?" Li Datong asked.

Li Laohan said, "In the middle of last night, I heard wind. The rice is about to ripen, but I can't be blown down, and I don't feel at ease if I don't go around."

Li Datong was speechless and said, "Last night, the wind was light, and I couldn't blow down the rice."

Li Laohan said angrily: "You know a fart, the crop can be guessed? If Lao Tzu is careless in farming, all of you brothers and sisters will starve to death!"

Li Datong stopped talking and walked forward with a yawn.

The father and son walked around the rice field for twenty minutes, and they really found a lodging piece of rice.

"See?" Li Laohan was triumphant.

Li Datong was convinced, and said with a smile: "Dad still has an idea."

The father and son went to the field together, and Li Laohan used a hoe to hook up the fallen rice. Li Datong followed behind, tying up rice leaves, and the rows of lodging rice were straightened.

It didn't finish until eight o'clock, and Li Laohan went back to breakfast with a hoe.

Walking on the ridge, Li Laohan looked at the green and yellow rice, and said happily: "God will give food this year, and the wind and rain are smooth, unlike last year's drought."

"Dangdang, Dang!"

Suddenly, someone in the distance struck a gong and ran by.

Li Laohan muttered, "It's almost time to get busy with farming, and the peasant soldiers are not practicing at this time."

When the father and son returned to the entrance of the village, they saw everyone panicked and two old men crying.

"What's wrong?" Li Datong asked.

The man replied, "Long live the Lord!"

Li Laohan had never read a book, and when he heard that it was related to the emperor, he hurriedly asked, "Why did you die?"

"It's just that the people are gone, and they have ascended to heaven to become immortals!" The man explained.

Li Laohan was like a thunderbolt, his footsteps staggered and almost fell, and his mouth repeatedly chanted: "Long live the Lord is gone, how will you live this day in the future?" How will you live in the future?"

Li Datong said, "Dad, long live the Lord is gone, and there is a new emperor."

Li Laohan

Without warning, he exploded emotionally and shouted at his son: "Rabbit cub, you know a fart, there is a good life with a long live master, long live the master is gone, this good day is over!" This good day is over...... Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Li Laohan squatted down as he spoke, buried his head in his knees and cried, crying so much that he couldn't cry.

The last time I cried so much, it was at the grievance conference.

Li Datong helped his father home, and found that his mother was also crying, and the two children in the family who had not gone to school were watching curiously.

The old lady was crying and telling the past.

said that she also had a few acres of thin land in her hometown, and the floods, droughts and locust plagues were coming, and the family fled to Nanjing to join relatives. She also said that her relatives were unreliable, so she only sent a bowl of porridge, and her family was a beggar in Nanjing, and she was bullied by local beggars.

The more the old lady cried, the more she cried, and finally her eyes dried up, and she choked up with sobs: "Didn't you say that Long Live Lord is a star and can live for 10,000 years? How can you say that if you don't have it, it's gone? Long live the Lord is gone, there will be no way to live, don't sell this year's grain, I'm afraid I'll be hungry next year."

Li Datong looked at the crying father, he couldn't understand this situation, the old emperor is gone, and the new emperor is replaced, how can it be the same as the sky falling?

He called the child for breakfast, and then carried a hoe to weed the vegetable patch.

Passing by a few houses, where there are elderly people in the family, you can always faintly hear the cry.

When he came home from weeding at noon, Li Datong found that lunch had been prepared, but he didn't see his parents, so he asked his wife, "Where are your parents?"

"Went into the city." The wife replied.

"What are you doing in the city?" Li Datong asked.

The wife explained, "I put on new clothes, and brought some money and dry food, saying that I wanted to wear linen and filial piety for the Lord Banzai. There were more than 20 old people in the village, and the village chief was afraid of bad things, so he couldn't persuade him, so he had to go with him."

"They are old and the lake is painted, and they are afraid that they will be blasted out by the government!"

Li Datong didn't care about lunch, so he threw down his hoe and chased after him.

Along the way, Li Datong met several groups of old people, including some young people.

On the shore of Xuanwu Lake and in Changganli, those shops selling cloth have sold out of linen cloth. Many old people used their home-spun linen cloth to wear it on their bodies and marched towards Nanjing City.

The soldiers guarding the city gate didn't know whether to stop it or not, so many people poured in from all over the country, and it was hard to make trouble in the city.

But they didn't dare to stop it, or even scold it, because they were all here to cry for the emperor.