Although Dali's explanation was not comprehensive, he got the point.
There are some things that she can't say or come forward about. After all, her age really matters, and the world is particularly harsh on women.
It didn't matter to her, but there were several uncles in the family who were studying. In this era, the reputation of scholars was very important.
If you pass the exam and pass the exam, it won't be enough. Someone will first check your character and behavior. If you have a bad reputation, it won't matter if you pass the exam.
The reputation of relatives will also affect the students who refer to it.
Therefore, why did Mao read that the scholars here were a bit "hypocritical"? There was no other way, reality forced them to be "hypocritical".
It's different when her father speaks out. As long as her father doesn't agree with something, she, as a granddaughter, will listen to him. Isn't that natural?
And his father has a high seniority in the village. Among the ninety households now, there are less than ten people of the same generation as him.
It is natural for the elders to train the younger ones.
"I am also telling those people, don't try to take advantage of you again. Helping is just a matter of friendship, not helping is a duty.
During the time we were escaping, I was able to see some people clearly. They look so honest at ordinary times, but it turns out they are all hiding traitors in secret."
Qi Baoer raised his eyebrows, where did he get this understanding?
Someone is bullying her eldest brother?
Da Liang let out a long sigh, "Sister, you weren't here just now and you didn't know that I thought of a way to let the refugees who were following us go up the mountain or go down the river to get things to trade with us for food.
There are two families in our village. One family hires refugees to work, and the other family exchanges ten pounds of flour for their daughter.
Not everyone is crazy if they have such a good thing. Some send their children to us, and some sell themselves.
I was really angry this time and told the two families that they should either send the people back or leave on their own."
Qi Baoer: So many things happened when she left?
No wonder I and the others came to see her, but they didn't even enter the house to take a closer look, but they were fooled by her elder brother.
"and after?"
"They sent the people back, and then if the steamed buns and white noodles they had given away didn't come back, they would come back one after another crying and asking me to make the decision."
Qi Baoer raised her eyebrows, her father was not a good-tempered person.
Sure enough, "I was scolded and sent away."
"Which two households are they?"
"You know Grandma He's family, right? She bought a girl for her grandson." Da Li expressed his disdain.
There are ninety households, and Qi Bao'er still can't remember how many. It has nothing to do with memory, it's because she doesn't care at all.
But she remembered Grandma He. To say she was weird was really weird, but to say she was pitiful was really pitiful.
Grandma He has two sons and one daughter. It is probably due to a genetic problem. All three children have IQ problems. The eldest son is better, but his reaction is slower than normal and he looks a little stupider. The second son and the youngest daughter are really stupid.
They were three silly children. Mrs. He, who cried all day long, didn't throw away any of them. She raised her two sons and gave them wives, but the second daughter-in-law thought her second son was stupid and ran away with the same guy.
My youngest daughter is still with me and I personally take care of her.
Qi Bao'er thought that this might be the reason why her father and her father, who were both from the weird world, never said they would leave Grandma He's family behind.
Grandma He has two grandsons, both born to her by her eldest son. One is already fifteen, and the other is one year older than Qi Baoer.
It's definitely a genetic problem. Grandma He's eldest grandson also has an IQ problem, but like his father, it's not very obvious. He also has brute strength, because her father once gave him a steamed bun to eat, and he can often see it on the road.
He ran to her house and insisted on helping Lao Qi's family push the cart.
"Are you looking for Brother Liangzhong?" Liangzhong is the name of Mrs. He's eldest grandson.
"Where is it? Find it for Liangye."
Da Lang glanced towards the door and said in a low voice: "I heard Grandma He telling Uncle Ming that Brother Liangzhong is very strong and it is not difficult to find a wife. At worst, he will settle down and find a daughter from a poor family.
Liangye is different, Liangye is stupid, no one will be willing to find a wife when he grows up, so why not pick one of the refugees on the road and raise her, she will be considered a child bride."
After finishing speaking, Da Li sighed again: "Grandma He is frightened by Uncle Yang's daughter-in-law who ran away."
Liangye is really stupid, similar to his uncle Qi Kangyang, who can't take care of himself in life.
Five-year-old Kiraha still has to follow someone behind the hut, otherwise she would run around dirty.
This topic was boring, so Da Liang talked about another one, "As for the third room of the old man's house, when they stopped, they didn't make white-flour steamed buns like ours, but made steamed buns with soybean flour and wild vegetables they brought home.
"
Dali is the oldest among the children in Lao Qi's family, and he also suffers the most hardships. He cherishes food very much.
"That's also the best thing. They take one and exchange it for a strong man to work for a day.
He also said that if we are going to go on the road again, we can let him go with us, and the same bun will help us carry the things for the whole day."
The third bedroom of the old man's house is the invisible rich man of the old man's house. This was only discovered after they set off.
The two carts were full of grain, and a family of more than a dozen people carried it on their backs and hands. They didn't have everything like the big guys, but they were either clothes or quilts.
The old man’s big house is depleted of people, and the third bedroom is only better than the big house. The literary generation has passed away, but the two brothers from the Kang generation are still here and have been living together. The total number of boys and girls from the good generation is
Eleven.
If you think about it more deeply, it's all a matter of fate. There are eleven children who are not very old. Their family only has two carts. After traveling for more than ten days, the children of Lao Qi's family do not need to carry anything and can rest occasionally.
They all died half-lived, not to mention those who all had to carry babies on their backs.
Qi Bao'er asked Da Li: "Where is the master?"
Da Liang couldn't stop having fun at once, "My master asked every household to bring twenty kilograms of white flour. He was reluctant to use the white flour and converted it into other grains. He also found a few young wives in the village to give them to everyone.
Make it into hard steamed buns.
Let the refugees go to the mountains to find things by themselves, or catch fish in the river, and then exchange the things they find with us for those steamed buns."
Qijia Village was not so arrogant that it was not afraid of the refugees at the rear. Instead, after everyone discussed it, the rather ruthless Qijia Villagers came out of the narrow cliff road, and a group of men blocked the entrance of the cliff road with their weapons.
The refugees were determined not to do it, but when faced with men armed with knives and long sticks, they could only dare to be angry but dare not speak.
But when the aroma wafted from outside, some refugees who had not eaten seriously for four, five, or six days couldn't bear it anymore.
Maybe it was because of the pressing situation, maybe it was because the refugees who followed were indeed a bunch of honest people, and they didn't riot or anything. Of course, the people in Qijia Village didn't seem to be evil people.
They were all begging and crying, and they all knelt down before the men in Qijia Village.
It doesn't matter to the adults, it doesn't matter if you give the stuttering to the children, or even the children to you, as long as you can keep them alive, they will be slaves in the future.
