Yan Huaiwen supported the wall of baggage blocking the front of the car.
Bound tightly by God's blessing.
He called Yan Xiangheng and asked him: "How are you doing in driving?"
Yan Xiangheng replied honestly: "It's okay. It's not difficult to drive an ox cart."
"In that case, help your second uncle share the burden more, and don't make it too hard for him."
Yan Xiangheng was a little embarrassed: "Dad, I don't know the way, so I have to trouble my second uncle to help me with my eyesight."
His uncle helped him look at the road, but it was no different from driving by himself.
His cows are very obedient, they will go when asked to go and stop when asked. They can also avoid the raised rocks on the road and can always bypass the sunken pits.
Compared with the mules and donkeys in the village, it is very useful.
Yan Huaiwen did not expect that his son had the same problem as him.
"Why don't you know the way?"
Yan Xiangheng explained: "Walking in the mountains is not as good as the official road. You have to take detours when encountering woods or rocks. My second uncle can identify the direction without any mistakes. If it were me, it would have taken a while before I could clearly identify the way forward."
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Yan Huaiwen was silent for a while.
He chewed the meaning of his son's words carefully for a while.
He is the only one who has this problem!
"Dad, my second uncle is still busy, I'll go and help."
When Yan Laoer saw his eldest nephew coming over, he was not polite and asked him to divide the cooled crispy pork ribs into packages.
Pour the wild fruit sugar water into the last few bamboo tubes at home.
The two men took the clothes they had changed and scrubbed them.
After washing, the clothes were hung to dry on a hemp rope tied between two trees.
The uncle and nephew just took a rest.
Yan Xiangheng fell asleep soon.
Yan Laoer half-closed his eyes and sat up again.
Looking behind him, he saw that his daughter was sleeping on her back with her little mouth slightly open.
He tiptoed over and adjusted her position so that she wouldn't get startled due to dry mouth.
At night, he took out a bag containing wheat straw from the forest and secretly fed some mules and donkeys in the village.
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Early in the morning, the sun just peaked above the head.
The hard-working villagers began to get busy.
Cack-clack...clack-clack...
Yan Yu turned over and faced the hens.
Through the sparse fence, slowly open your eyes.
The color, which is different from the yellow and green grass, is revealed at once.
Oh, it turned out to be an egg!
What?!
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, propped herself up, and looked intently.
"Oh my God! The chicken is laying eggs!"
Da Ya got up very early, heard the noise and came over. When she saw the eggs in the grass, she smiled and rolled her eyes.
The voice was full of joy: "Eggs are laid again, huh? There are two of them!"
She turned around, looked at her sister and said with a smile: "My sister is faster than you this time, I picked it first!"
Two chickens fell into her palm.
Yan Yu:......
I picked eggs a few days ago all by deception, but you are the real deal!
Our hens really laid eggs!
This joy cannot be shared, and Yan Yu feels uncomfortable.
Locate her father's location, jump out of the car, and run over.
"Dad! Our chickens have laid eggs! Sister Da Ya just picked two. It's true, the chickens laid eggs by themselves!"
Yan Laoer was also surprised: "Oh my god, they can still lay eggs after all this effort. The laying hen among the hens didn't run away! Only two of them were laid? We need to confirm which one laid the eggs. Don't kill them accidentally in the future."
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Yan Yu deeply agreed.
"I'll go find Sister Da Ya and touch their butts."
The four hens at home are very powerful, and only Sister Da Ya can control them.
When Yan Yu ran back, Da Ya was catching chickens one by one.
"There are only two today, and I guess there will be two more tomorrow." She said with a smile.
Then he gave Yan Yu the hot eggs and said, "Go and give it to your second uncle."
"Sister, are you still available tomorrow?" Yan Yu asked blankly.
"Yes! Today's eggs were laid by these two chickens. I touched them, and those two will also have them tomorrow."
When Yan Yu told Yan Lao Er, the latter had a sad look on his face: "Okay, let them hold on for a while longer."
The two eggs were boiled ruthlessly by Yan Laoer.
All given to Li Xuemei.
Li Xuemei was a little embarrassed.
I wanted to give it to Heng'er and Daya, but my nephew and niece refused.
Auntie needs it more, and besides, their food is really good these days.
Li Xuemei wanted to give it to her daughter again.
Yan Yu: "Mom, our chickens are doing well. They often lay eggs. I'm not greedy at all."
These are farm-grown eggs. They are nutritious. From now on, these eggs will be exclusively for her mother. If they want, they can eat the ones sold on the shopping platform.
For breakfast, Yan Laoer cooked a large pot of thick porridge. He mixed the sauce he made at home and marinated various wild vegetables.
Wild vegetables have a bitter taste, so it's okay to eat them occasionally, but it's a bit uncomfortable to eat them in full bloom. Pickling them into pickles is much better. The bitterness and saltiness are neutralized, and they are refreshing to eat.
The family had dinner, faced the rising sun, and moved their belongings to the car.
Yan Laoer is doing the final inspection.
After carefully looking at each wheel and seeing that the newly tied hemp ropes were strong, I sat in the driver's seat in front of the bullock cart.
"Sambo, let's go!"
He shook the rein on his right side, and Sanbao turned his head to the right and stepped forward.
Yan Xiangheng thought to himself: What's so difficult about driving? To go left, pull the left rein, and to go right, pull the right rein. When you stop, pull up both sides at the same time. When you want to leave, shout: Sambo, let's go!
No, that’s fine…
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It's still three hours before noon and three hours after noon.
Four days later, they finally walked out of the mountains.
What appeared in front of everyone was an endless stretch of deserted beach.
In just four days, the victims who were following behind had a profound understanding of the gap between them and the convoy in front.
Those people did not move fast, but steadily, at the same speed from beginning to end.
A speed that is friendly to oxen, mules, and donkeys.
They followed with great difficulty.
Every time it's time to rest, each one is as soft as noodles, wishing it could grow on the ground without getting up.
The group of people were felling trees, sawing wood, driving carts... and were busy working.
The day before, I could see the scene ahead from a distance.
The group stopped what they were doing and headed into the mountains.
They see it in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts.
I could only hold on and go into the mountains, looking for water and anything that could be brought in.
Little was gained.
The mountains in this area are far less lush than the mountains and forests in the hinterland.
Dry trees and vines can be seen everywhere.
When they saw him, they woke up.
Yes, this is the normal state of drought.
Thinking about the few days in the deep mountains, it feels like a dream.
"We... might as well go back to the mountains." Some victims whispered.
They were horrified to see that the place in front of them that was supposed to be a swamp had turned into a barren land with deep cracks.
"Go back to the mountains? Are you waiting to be captured by bandits again? There are several nests of bandits in the mountains. We were able to get out so smoothly because there were so many people and the bandits didn't dare to show up. You go back and try to see if you can
You live in the mountains, and you didn’t even notice that all the mountain people came running out after you!”
"But... we still don't know how far we have to go. If it stays like this..."
"Whatever you are afraid of, you can always get out."
"Yes, let's take a good rest, gather our strength, and follow that kind-hearted scholar, and we will definitely be able to go out."