Farmer's Cannon Fodder: Listen to me, the whole family, change the plot

The neighboring counties had already suffered severe disaster relief from the imperial court, but they had not received any news. In fact, if Song Suzhu had not brought back the news from Shierlipu Village, causing the people in the tribe to run away, it would have been until the disaster spread to the village that everyone knew about the arrival of the natural disaster.

Under such circumstances, the news could not spread, and there was no other possibility except that someone from above was suppressing it.

After all, those in power always want the news that the flowers and rice are growing well and everything is peaceful to spread. A disaster like this, unless it is serious enough, would not cause the court to provide relief, nor would it become known to ordinary people around.

"The village chief and clan leader have already decided. Tomorrow everyone in the group will know and start preparing supplies for escaping the disaster." Song Sanfu put the chopsticks back on the bowl and said, "The government will not allow us to move out in advance, so we can only wait until the disaster spreads and then our village will follow the crowd and leave. All we can do now is to prepare in advance."

Everyone listened to Song Sanfu's words, including Song Sulan and her husband, who did not live in the same courtyard with the Song family.

After they moved back, they did not live in the same yard, simply because they were afraid of gossip from other families, and also because although the Song family's yard was big, it could not accommodate so many people.

However, when faced with a disaster like this, they would naturally follow the Song family.

In the past few days, Song Sulan and her husband and son have been helping the Song family. All the things they have prepared are also kept at the Song family.

Song Sulan has always been the head of the family, and Lin Changchun treats the old couple of the Song family as his own parents. He trusts them very much and has no reason to worry about them.

After hearing the news, the two men officially decided to go up the mountain again and get some things back.

At this point, Song Dazhi, who had just come out of the backyard before dinner, mentioned their achievements today:

"Dad, our modified oxcart is basically done! It can hold a lot of things, and even people can live in it! We'll install a few more parts in it tomorrow, and it will be able to be pulled by a single ox, and it can be pulled easily!"

Song Dazhi has always liked carpentry, and his previous carpentry work has been praised by the whole family, but never has he ever achieved such an unexpected result as today.

So he was particularly excited when he said it, and even had the urge to pull Song Sanfu to the backyard to take a look before it got dark.

However, he still maintained a certain degree of rationality. He remembered that Song Sanfu had not eaten lunch when he was called by the team. Now it was naturally more important for his father to eat first, so he just talked and did nothing.

But Song Sanfu was intrigued by the topic he was talking about, and he wanted to go to the backyard to take a look.

After all, from Song Dazhi's description, an ox cart that can help people must be very large, and such an ox cart must be very strenuous, but he said that it can be easily pulled by just one ox, which is somewhat unique and different.

Song Sanfu immediately got up from his seat and walked to the backyard.

Seeing Song Sanfu's actions, Song Dazhi slapped his mouth with his hand: "I told you not to talk too much, why don't you wait until Dad finishes eating!"

Song Dafu looked at his second brother with amusement and pulled him to catch up with the family.

After Song Sanfu entered the backyard, he could clearly see a one-and-a-half-story building with a roof in the light which was not yet completely dark.

Although it looks a bit rough and even rustic on the outside, it is indeed a one-and-a-half-story building.

It looks very big, and the chassis is relatively low. The wheels must have been modified by Song Dazhi and his team, and they look different from ordinary wheels.

"This..." Song Sanfu looked at the small building, not knowing how to describe his current mood. In the end, he could only ask, "You said that the mechanism should be installed in this particularly low chassis? Is it ready now?"

Song Dazhi quickly came up and said, "This is not about lowering the chassis, but adding a wheel axle mechanism inside. These are all ideas given by Twelve. Once it is fully completed, it can save a lot of effort!"

Song Sanfu didn't have time to touch it, so after walking around it, he asked, "When will this be ready?"

Song Dazhi, the main production worker, counted the time with his fingers and said, "It will take a little longer for the first time. I guess we won't be able to finish it until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

After that, he continued:

"I discussed it with my eldest brother today. Once this is done, it will definitely be eye-catching. Then we will let everyone in our clan make it. It will not only be convenient for everyone to travel, but also make the whole team look inconspicuous. Although we are going to Fanxi Academy, we may not always go the same way as the group, but we have to go somewhere together after all, so everyone makes a car like this, so that the team looks large and not easy to mess with."

Song Sanfu nodded with satisfaction. When he saw the small building, in addition to admiring his son's ability, he was also concerned about its conspicuousness.

What he immediately thought of was to have the whole village replace their cars with such ones. The fact that Song Dazhi and Song Dafu had such an idea only showed that they had done a good job in educating their sons.

"You guys do it first. When you're done, I'll ask the village chief and the elders to come and see. There are many young men in the village who are good at carpentry. It's also convenient to get wood from the back mountain. Even if some families can't afford to buy cows, they can pool their resources among their relatives, or use other animals instead."

Song Sanfu patted his two sons on the shoulders, then turned his gaze to Lang Twelve:

"Thanks to Twelve for the good idea, too."

Lang Twelve's cheeks flushed slightly, and he returned a salute to Song Sanfu, and then made a request: "Grandpa Song, after dinner, can Twelve talk to you?"

After learning that there might be a disaster here, Lang Twelve came up with an idea.

Becoming a disaster refugee is the best way to regain an identity.

The Song family accepted him very much, and he wanted to stay and not be Lang Twelve whose identity had been stolen by others.

He wanted to change his identity and stay in the Song family, so he needed to talk to Song Sanfu first to see if this idea was feasible. If it was feasible, what kind of identity would he use to stay in the Song family, and then wait until he escaped the disaster before registering again.

Before, he always felt that it was difficult to give up the identity of Lang Twelve. After all, that identity represented the proof that he had worked hard in the turbulent and quarrelsome backyard and even won the appreciation of great scholars.

But as he lived in the Song family, such thoughts became less and less frequent.

Since Lang Twelve's identity has already been used by Lang Ruanruan, why can't he find the right opportunity to give himself another identity and start over?

Since you can pass the exam once, you can take it again.

Since I have been appreciated by a great scholar once, I can get it again.

As long as he has the ability, who cares what his name is?