Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

With their guidance, I finally figured out where Pan Xiucai's family lived. I climbed up in the direction he said and found three more families.

The first two houses were empty when they opened the door. They couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Did they also go to escape? It seems that the trip was in vain.

Looking at the empty thatched houses, they are all too simple and crude, not even as good as those raising livestock in their village. One of the houses has no thatch on the roof. If they don't escape the famine and stay, they may die if it snows heavily.

There was too much grass along the way, so Zimo carried Fu Bao on his shoulders.

Seeing that there was another house above, Fubao pointed to another location that was more remote, which seemed to be a cliff. Zimo did not doubt it. After all, Fubao had found a cave before, and children were more spiritual.

Sure enough, I searched all the way and found three thatched houses built with wood on the other side of the cliff. The wood was nailed very tightly, and the thatch on the top seemed to have been newly woven. It should have been prepared for winter. One side was leaning against the stone wall. With the wind behind it, it is still a good place to stay which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

When he walked over, he found that the door was ajar. Yan Yongning walked around but found no one. All the clothes and quilts were still there.

"It's still hot on the stove. We haven't gone far yet. You don't think we are bandits, do you?" Shouhou said after coming out of the kitchen.

"It's possible that humans are more terrifying than animals now. Yan Yongning, please shout." Zimo urged Yan Yongning.

Yan Yongning also felt that this should be the case, otherwise the whole family would not be away. He covered his mouth with his hands and made a trumpet shape to shout to the mountain.

"Pan Qihui, classmate Pan, I am Yan Yongning. People from Taohua Village are here to pick you up."

I shouted many times, but still no response.

"Uncle Pan, Fu Bao is here to pick you up. There are no refugees in our village. Please move to our village!"

Fu Bao didn't stop either. Seeing that his fourth uncle's voice was starting to become hoarse, he started shouting in a sweet voice.

The others stood quietly, and Zimo also motioned to them not to shout, for fear that the sound would be too noisy and would cause panic if they couldn't hear clearly.

After calling for at least a quarter of an hour, they felt tired. They sat down to take a rest and drank some water. In this case, it only depends on whether they will come back. Whether they can take them back after trying their best depends on fate. .

Fu Bao was bored, so he went to play with a stick. There were many rocks on the mountain, and Fu Bao moved and picked them up there. The front of the cliff was flat and there was no danger. Yan Yongyi and Zimo just watched from a distance.

Unexpectedly, not long after, a person climbed up from the bottom of the cliff. It turned out that there was a rope hanging under the root of an inconspicuous tree at that location. No one was looking down the cliff just now, so they didn't pay attention.

The man didn't bring any weapons. Zimo motioned to Yan Yongyi to look at Fubao while he walked up.

It was a middle-aged man. Seeing so many of them, he was a little scared.

"Which one of you is Yan Xiucai?"

Yan Yongning stood up quickly: "It's me, I'm Yan Yongning, are you Uncle Pan?"

Seeing that all of them were in ragged clothes and looked more like refugees than himself, Uncle Pan was still a little skeptical and couldn't believe it.

"Uncle Pan, in order to prevent being bumped into by the refugees, we dressed up like this."

Fu Bao came over at this time, not afraid at all, and stretched out his hand to Uncle Pan.

"Hello Grandpa Pan, the village chief asked us to pick you up. Our village has food and no refugees."

"Eh, okay, okay."

Sure enough, Fu Bao's words dispelled his last doubt, and he thought to himself: This child looks a little dirty, and a little ugly, but his voice is pure. Who wants to rob him and he won't bring a child with him, right? He looked at his dirty, dark hands again and did not dare to hold Fu Bao.

"Qi Hui and the others are down there, I'll pull them up."

After speaking, he shouted a few times below, as if he was responding to a secret signal, and there was a response from below.

Zimo and Yan Yongning hurriedly went to help pull the rope. Fearing that they would be unskilled and unskilled, Uncle Pan still asked them to get out of the way.

The first person to crawl out was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old. She was still timid when she got up there and hid behind Uncle Pan and refused to come out.

In the end, Fu Bao walked up and took her hand, and then they sat down on the stone next to her, but she lowered her head and refused to speak.

Fu Bao tried his best to make her happy, only to find out that her name was Sister Xiaojing.

Pan Xiucai was the last one to come up. As soon as he came up, he gave Yan Yongning a hug. He looked very strong, similar to his father. He didn't look like a scholar at all. Instead, he looked like a woodcutter cutting firewood on the mountain.

After knowing their purpose, Pan Xiucai hesitated.

"You still can't bear to part with this forest? Do you think anyone will move out of this forest? If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your sister, right?"

"But my father has been hunting for a living all his life. If he leaves here, I'm afraid my two or two months of silver won't be enough!"

"People move dead trees, move them to live, and read so many books. Where do you want to go? Do you still want to live on the mountain? In the spring of next year, if you want to farm, just farm on the village's rented land. If you don't want to farm, help our family farm. Herbs won’t kill you from hunger.”

"Yes, your sister is not young anymore. Don't you think about her future too?"

"Uncle Pan, we have no shortage of water, and every household has food."

"However, we only have a dozen kilograms of grain now, which is not enough for spring." Pan Xiucai was still affected by the reality that classes would not start until spring, and if classes did not start, there would be no income.

"I came here to tell you that our village plans to start classes in a few days. Song Qi and his mother arrived yesterday." After saying that, Yan Yongning told him what happened to Song Xiucai again. This incident made him My mother and sister were frightened, so they nodded and said they were leaving.

"Then can I exchange all the repairs in the next few months for food?" Now everyone knows that even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food.

"Okay, why not? Your father and mother can also go collect some firewood and exchange food with us."

Fu Bao also clapped his hands and said, "Yes, everyone in the village trades firewood with us for food."

In the end, Fubao's words played a decisive role, and the family decided to go down the mountain with them.

They didn't have much luggage, so the big guys helped pack it. In less than a quarter of an hour, each of them carried a little and went down the mountain.

"~~If there is indeed food there, can I give these few kilograms of rice to the uncle and aunt living below? They have always taken great care of our family."

"deliver."

Fu Bao was the first to say this.

In fact, when she came up, she saw how pitiful the grandparents were. If Uncle Zimo hadn't been carrying her, she would have wanted to put some food out of the space.

Therefore, the first person to raise his hand in favor was Fubao.

The others naturally had no objections. Taking back more than a dozen kilograms of rice would not be enough to cover the big trouble. Besides, they were not the ones to raise the wife. After all, people are compassionate.