After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

Some of the victims had a strong fishy smell on them, their hands were empty and their bodies were strong. Ye Qing held back his vomiting and moved away from them. Looking at their appearance, he could imagine how they survived.

The villagers looked at them warily, and the victims were also afraid of the large number of people in their group. The distance between the two groups became longer and longer, until they could no longer see each other.

The snow gradually melted, the wind began to warm up, and there were more people on the road, all heading towards Wu'an City.

After breakfast, the villagers walked thirty or forty miles. The sun quietly hid behind the clouds, the sky was dark, the air was filled with a damp smell, and thunder rumbled in the distance.

Ye Qing looked up at the sky with a frown. It was going to rain. What should they do? They were in the middle of nowhere.

"Stop and rest for a quarter of an hour. Everyone, cover the cars quickly. It's going to rain." The head of the village directed everyone to prepare rain gear.

It hadn't rained for more than half a year, and the villagers had no preparations. They could only cover the food with oil paper and take out the woven curtains, tear them into several pieces, and drape them over their bodies.

Doctor Lin took his grandson and followed the Kaoshan Village. They had no straw raincoats or oil paper and were very anxious.

Boss Ye brought them two straw curtains and two bamboo hats. "Doctor Lin, it's going to rain soon. My father asked me to bring you curtains. You can put them on and use them like a raincoat."

"Young man from the Ye family, thank your father for me. This gift comes at the perfect time. We, the grandparents, don't know what to do."

"I'm going back, Doctor Lin. The car still needs to be tied up. You go ahead and do that first." Boss Ye said as he walked away.

Ye Dalang and his men had just tied up the oil paper, put on the curtains and put on their hats when a strong wind blew over, bringing sand and dirt to hit everyone.

"The rain is coming. Have you packed up and covered the food? If so, we can continue on our way." The head of the village shouted.

Old Man Ye also urged his family, "Hurry up, the rain is heavy, we can't stay here, we need to find a place to shelter from the rain."

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As they were talking, raindrops as big as beans began to fall, bringing with them a fishy smell.

The wind was strong and the rain was heavy. Ye Qing could only open his eyes with a bamboo hat on. Everyone pushed the cart forward, taking one step deep and one step shallow. It took half a day to walk a few miles.

Ye Qing felt that his lower body was soaked, his pants were cold and stuck to his body, and the wind was strong, making every step difficult.

Ye Qing slipped as she walked, and her shoes were full of mud. Zhou picked up Ye Qing and put her in the car, and then covered her with a curtain, and Ye Qing felt comfortable.

The other members of the Ye family helped push the cart. The rain was too heavy and the cart was stuck in the mud, making it difficult to move.

"Dad, is there a mountain temple up ahead?" Ye Qing had been observing his surroundings. There seemed to be an abandoned mountain temple at the foot of the mountain in front.

Boss Ye squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, then said in surprise: "There really is a mountain temple ahead, everyone hurry up, there is a place to shelter from the rain ahead."

"Great!" The people around were cheered up and quickened their pace.

Zhou wiped the rain off her face, became more energetic, walked to the back and helped Boss Ye push the cart.

After walking a few steps, everyone in the village saw the mountain temple.

Originally it should have been a popular mountain temple, but it was abandoned due to drought, leaving only this large hall here.

When Ye Qing and his group arrived here, they found that there was already a group of people inside. It seemed that they were also fleeing the famine together from the village.

Ye Qing looked at them carefully. This group of people occupied half of the room, including old people and children. The children were surrounded in the middle, looking at them coming with a defensive look.

Ye Qing felt that anyone who could bring the elderly and children out to escape famine and who did not give up after fleeing so far should not be a bad person.

The head of the village walked in. The leader who came first was also an old man. He first stated his identity and said that they came in to take shelter from the rain before he began to invite everyone in.

The villagers went to the other half of the house, gathered the children and the elderly inside, built a fire and roasted their clothes.

Doctor Lin and the other man sat by the fire. Lin Wenxuan skillfully helped his grandfather to dry his clothes. After his grandfather's clothes were ready, he picked up his own clothes and continued to dry them.

Doctor Lin then took the villagers' pulses, boiled a few pieces of ginger, and gave each person a bowl of it. They drank it while it was hot and broke out in a sweat.

Because there were outsiders present, the villagers did not dare to take out too much food. They just took out a few slices of dried sweet potatoes and cooked them with hot water to make porridge.

As it got dark, the villagers took out their bedding from the carts and spread it next to the fire, ready to spend the night there. As soon as the rain stopped the next day, they would set out on their journey again.

The village head went to chat with the group of people next to him, hoping to find out what was going on outside.

"Brother, where are you from? Are you going to Wu'an City?"

Seeing that only one person came over, the other party also spoke kindly, "Brother, we came from the north. We heard that Wu'an City was not affected by the disaster, so we came here."

"We are the same. We have been gone for almost a year and we just want to settle down. Is there any news from the court? They won't let us go back, will they?"

"I also heard that the imperial court has asked local government offices to resettle the disaster victims. As long as we get there, we can settle down there."

The village head was delighted when he heard this, "Thank God, there is finally a way out."

The village head walked back with his hands behind his back after receiving the news. The villagers were also very excited to hear the news. They had been wandering outside for a year and they also wanted to settle down.

The next morning, people from Kaoshan Village started packing up and setting off. There were many people on both sides, and it would be easy to cause conflicts if they went together. So we went ahead in order to reach Wu'an City earlier.

The weather was very good in the next few days, and buds had already appeared on the trees on the roadside, which would sprout in a few days.

The villagers have run out of salt, their dried sweet potatoes are almost gone, and there is not much wild boar meat left. They are all hoping that the wild vegetables will sprout quickly so that they can have a full meal.

In the places they passed by before, nine out of ten houses were empty, and there were more corpses than people along the way. They traveled during the day and found places to rest at night. As they headed south, there were starving people everywhere.

There was a group of people in their group, including the elderly and children. They met some jealous people on the way, but seeing that the young and strong people were all on the periphery, no one dared to harass them.

Ye Qing's feet were already covered with calluses. He walked fifty or sixty miles every day, and when he arrived at the destination at night, he could hardly lift his legs.

Lin Wenxuan was not feeling well either. He was only ten years old, and his grandfather was old. He had to carry their luggage and support his grandfather. They didn't dare to rest when they were tired, for fear of slowing down the speed of the village.

On the way, Lin Wenxuan could only rely on reciting books to divert his attention. He had already learned the Analects of Confucius and could only recite the books he knew over and over again.

Ye Qilang also liked this little brother, and often took Ye Qing with him for a walk. When Lin Wenxuan was reciting, Ye Qing and Ye Qilang also learned to read.

Both of them have been able to recite the Thousand Character Classic. Boss Ye has a good impression of Lin Wenxuan and thinks that he is a motivated child.