The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Huaiwen supported the burden wall blocking the front of the car.

It was tied tightly by God's blessing.

He recruited Yan Xiangheng and asked him, "How are you learning to drive?"

Yan Xiangheng replied honestly: "It's still good, it's not difficult to drive a bullock cart."

"Since that's the case, help your second uncle share more, and don't make him work too hard."

Yan Xiangheng was a little embarrassed: "Father, I don't know the way, so I have to ask my second uncle to help me."

Uncle helped him see the road, and it was no different from driving by himself.

The cattle in his family are very obedient, they will go when they are told to go, and they will stop when they are told to stop. They will also avoid raised rocks on the road by themselves, and they can always bypass sunken pits.

Compared with the mules and donkeys in the village, it is so easy to use.

Yan Huaiwen didn't expect his son to have the same problem as him.

"Why don't you know the way?"

Yan Xiangheng then explained: "Walking in the mountains is no better than the official road. When you encounter forests and rocks, you have to detour. My second uncle can tell the direction without much error. If it were me, I'm afraid it will take a while to see the way ahead. "

Yan Huaiwen was silent for a while.

He carefully chewed the meaning of his son's words for a while.

He was the only one with this problem!

"Father, Second Uncle is still busy, I'll help."

Seeing his elder nephew coming, Yan Lao Er was not polite and asked him to pack the crispy pork ribs that had cooled down.

Pour wild fruit syrup into the last few bamboo tubes in the house.

The father and father took the clothes that their father and three had changed, and scrubbed them with a bang.

The laundry hangs to dry on a hemp rope tied between two trees.

The two uncles and nephews just rested.

Yan Xiangheng fell asleep after a while.

Second Yan narrowed his eyes and sat up again.

Looking back, his daughter was sleeping on her back, with her small mouth slightly open.

He tiptoed over to adjust her posture, so as not to startle her mouth for a while.

Taking advantage of the night, he took out a bundle of straw from the forest and secretly fed it to some mules and donkeys in the village.

...

Early in the morning, the sun just came out of the top of the head.

The industrious folks began to get busy.

cluck... cluck...

Yan Yu turned over, facing the direction of the hens.

Slowly open your eyes through the sparse fence.

It is different from the color of the yellow and green wild grass, and it 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.

"My God! The chicken has laid an egg!"

The big girl got up very early, heard the movement, saw the eggs in the grass, smiled and rolled her eyes.

The voice was full of joy: "It's laying eggs again, huh? There are two!"

She turned her head, looked at her younger sister, and said with a smile, "This time my older sister is faster than you, so she picked it first!"

Two chickens fell into her palm.

Yan Yu: ...

A few days ago, I relied on deceit to pick eggs, but this is the truth!

Our hen really laid eggs!

This joy cannot be shared, and Yan Yu feels uncomfortable.

Lock her father's position, jump out of the car, and run over.

"Father! Our chicken has laid eggs! Elder sister just picked two, it's true, the chicken laid itself!"

Yan Laoer was also very surprised: "Oh my God, they can still lay eggs after such a toss. The laying hen among the hens didn't run away! Only two lay? You have to make sure which one lay, and you can't kill them by mistake in the future." .”

Yan Yu deeply thought so.

"I'll go to Big Sister to touch their butts."

The four hens in the family 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 stuffed the hot egg to Yan Yu, "Go and get it to Second Uncle."

"Big sister, can we still have it tomorrow?" Yan Yu asked in a daze.

"Yes! The egg was laid by these two chickens today. I touched it, and the other two will be there tomorrow."

When Yan Yu told Yan Lao Er, the latter looked sad: "Okay, let them play for a while longer."

The two eggs were ruthlessly boiled by Yan Lao Er.

All to Li Xuemei.

Li Xuemei was a little embarrassed.

Wanted to distribute it to Heng'er and Da Ya, but was rejected by the eldest nephew and eldest niece.

Aunt needs it more, besides, their food these days is really not bad.

Li Xuemei wants to give it to her daughter again.

Yan Yu: "Mom, our chickens are promising and often lay eggs. I'm not greedy at all."

These are farm eggs, which are nutritious. From now on, these eggs will be exclusively for her mother. They can eat the ones sold on the shopping platform if they want.

For breakfast, Yan Laoer cooked a big pot of sticky porridge. He remixed the sauce from the house before and pickled all kinds of wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables are bitter, and it’s okay to eat occasionally, but it’s a bit uncomfortable to eat them in the sky. It’s much better to pickle them, the bitterness and saltiness are balanced, and it’s refreshing to eat.

The family ate and moved all their belongings to the car facing the rising sun.

Yan's second child is doing the final inspection.

After carefully looking at each wheel, he saw that the newly tied hemp rope was strong, and then sat in the driver's seat in front of the bullock cart.

"Sambo, let's go!"

He shook the rein on the right, and Sambo turned his head to the right and walked forward.

Yan Xiangheng thought to himself: What's so difficult about driving? Pull the left rein to the left, pull the right rein to the right, pull up both sides at the same time when you stop, and when you want to go, shout: Three treasures, go!

not on the line...

...

It is still three hours before noon and three hours in the afternoon.

Four days later, they finally walked out of the mountains.

What appeared in front of everyone was an endless barren beach.

In just four days, the disaster victims who followed deeply realized the gap between them and the convoy in front.

Those people didn't run fast, but steady, at the same speed from beginning to end.

A speed that is friendly to cows, mules, and donkeys.

They followed behind with great difficulty.

Every time it's time to rest, each one is soft and noodle-like, wishing to grow on the ground and not get up.

That group was chopping trees, sawing wood, pushing carts... they were working very hard.

The day before, the scene ahead could be seen 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 can only hold on and go into the mountains, looking for water and everything that can be entered.

Little gain.

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 each other, they woke up.

Yes, this is the norm in drought.

The few days in the deep mountains, when I think about it now, it seems like a dream.

"We... why don't we go back to the mountains." Some victims whispered.

Seeing that what should have been a swamp in front of them turned into a wasteland with deep scars and cracks, they felt apprehensive.

"Go back to the mountain? Waiting to be captured by bandits again? There are several nests of bandits in the mountain. We can come out so smoothly because there are so many people. Bandits dare not show up. Go back and try to see if you can escape Living in the mountains, I didn’t see those mountain people running out!”

"But ahead... I don't know how far we have to go, if it's always like this..."

"What are you afraid of, you can always go out."

"Yes, let's take a good breath, gather our strength, follow that kind-hearted scholar, and we will be able to go out."

One more~

Looking at this time, we can also guess, today's update must be greater than two~

I learned from the pain yesterday and set a benchmark for adding updates in September~

Today's harvest is gratifying (V)

Well, I have a group of surreal book fans, very patient~(*▽*)~

Here I really want to interview the colorful *candy kisser, how did you manage to save the 14 monthly tickets, how many books have you read in these thirteen days? Do you dare to share ( # ^.^ # )