Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

We rested in Yaoshan County yesterday and everyone had enough supplies.

The bus still didn't stop at noon today. Everyone took out some dry food and ate it.

Zhao Yuanzhen stuffed all the steamed buns with slices of braised beef in soy sauce. Then she secretly handed three to each person. If they didn't have enough, they could get more.

After they finished their meal, they walked for more than half an hour.

Zhang Xinbai and Zhang Xinnian woke up.

Zhao Yuanzhen went in and set the table for the four of them, including steamed buns and braised beef in soy sauce, and then left.

After they finished eating and drinking water, they went to take care of their personal problems and then came back to take over and catch the bus.

The four women returned.

Zhang Qingyan has learned almost all the skills of driving a cart.

Wait till tomorrow to try it out.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yuanzhen studied Chinese medicine.

They were all wearing the soles of their shoes.

Zhang Xinshu and Zhang Zijin are practicing calligraphy.

The whole afternoon passed by in a flash.

At night, there were no hills near the official road this time.

The village chief had no choice but to find a small woods far away from the official road to stop and rest.

Zhang Xinbai went to graze the horses, and Zhang Xinnian followed the villagers to the river to catch fish.

The man who had just fetched water came back and said there were fish in the river, so everyone went to catch them excitedly.

Qian Xiaohui was preparing dinner, and Zhang Qingyan and Li Zhijuan were helping.

Since his mother told him that studying should not be done blindly but should be combined with work and rest, Zhang Xinshu has paid much attention to work. As soon as he stopped the car, he went to collect firewood.

Yesterday he stayed in the city, there was no place to collect firewood, and he boiled a lot of water for bathing, so he used up all the firewood he had. He had to collect more to increase his storage.

Xiao Zijin was running wildly with the children in the village.

Zhao Yuanzhen also followed them curiously to watch them catch fish.

There are indeed fish in the river, but they are not big, just small crucian carp about 10 centimeters long.

It was hard to catch, and I had to use a sieve several times before I caught one. But everyone was still very enthusiastic and actively fished.

Zhang Xinnian also found a sieve and placed it under the grass on the shore.

There is more to gain.

After more than an hour of fishing, I caught 9 fish.

Everyone had harvested about the same amount, and as it was getting dark, everyone went back.

Zhang Qingyan took the fish, gutted it, cleaned it, and put it there for Qian Xiaohui to use.

Qian Xiaohui is preparing to cook crucian carp soup.

In the evening, I steamed two-grain rice, fried mutton and wild vegetables, and also fried bacon and fern.

It’s just right for a crucian carp soup.

Marinate the crucian carp with onion, ginger, garlic and soy sauce.

Heat the pan with oil and fry the crucian carp. Be careful not to scald your hands with oil splashing out.

Fry the crucian carp until both sides are golden brown. Then add boiling water. The crucian carp soup is milky white and very appetizing.

The fragrance filled the air in a short while.

Other families also make fried fish soup, but I always feel that the taste is not as good as Qinghe's.

It’s time to set the table.

Everyone noticed that Zhang Xinshuo and Zhang Zijin had not returned.

Zhang Xinnian stood up and went to look for it, but he didn't see it after searching for a long time, so he decided to go back and ask other children if they had seen it.

As soon as I came back, I found that everyone in the village was looking for the child.

The group of children who were running and playing just now are all gone.

The village chief counted about 11 of them. Because these children were young, all under the age of 5, they were not asked to work, but just played together.

Every time they parked the car, they played together and nothing happened, so no one paid attention to it.

Now they were all gone. Everyone started to panic. They didn't even eat and rushed to look for the children.

Zhao Yuanzhen first went to the woods to look for Zhang Xinshu, and found only a pile of firewood that he had picked up there. It looked neatly arranged, as if he had walked there himself.

Zhao Yuanzhen then turned on the scan and found that two people were moving quickly.

"Mom, come here quickly, there is a mark here." Zhang Xinbai found the mark on a big tree.

Carved on the tree are: s1 a2 downward arrow.

The arrow points south, which is consistent with the direction she scanned.

Judging from the height of the engraving, it should have been carved by Zhang Xinshu.

The sign is that Zhang Zijin is in danger and needs help, and Zhang Zijin is not in danger.

Then it might be that Zhang Xinshu discovered that Zhang Zijin was in danger and had no time to call for help, so he left a mark and hurriedly chased after him!

Zhao Yuanzhen hurried back to tell the village chief and marked the direction they were going.

The village chief organized 30 strong men and asked them to ride horses to chase them. They did not dare to go too far, after all, there were still many refugees not far from them.

Zhao Yuanzhen also followed him. When he left, he asked Zhang Xinbai and the others to stay behind to guard the camp and protect themselves.

Zhao Yuanzhen took the sword, rode in front on horseback, and led them to follow the map.

Judging from the distance, it takes about an hour.

But the group of people were not moving as fast as they were on horseback. Zhao Yuanzhen guessed that they were probably riding in a carriage.

Everyone whipped their horses hard and ran after them.

After chasing for almost 2 hours, I met Zhang Xinshu who was tired and panting.

Zhao Yuanzhen directly pulled him onto the horse and continued to chase.

"Mom... huff... that... whirring carriage in front... is the one that's begging the beggars... it's taken away Xiao Zijin and the others." Zhang Xinshu was really exhausted.

A man had been running after the carriage for almost three hours. If he hadn't been holding on with all his strength, he would have been unable to run. If he didn't run, Xiao Zijin would be lost, so he had to run, and he had to leave marks along the way.

"Yes, I know. Don't talk for now. Take a breath and we'll chase after him. You did a great job this time."

Zhao Yuanzhen praised him while riding. If he hadn't scanned it, Zhang Xinshu's mark would be the only direction.

There were many refugees on the road at that time, and if you lost your child and wanted to find him again, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After chasing for another quarter of an hour, Zhao Yuanzhen gradually saw the carriage. There were about two carriages. There were four people sitting outside the carriages, and it was unknown how many people were in the carriages.

I didn't dare go up rashly for fear of hurting the children.

Everyone thought that they should not alert the enemy first, but follow slowly and wait for an opportunity to strike.

It's already dark now. If it weren't for the moon, you wouldn't be able to see anything.

After walking for a while, the two carriages in front got off the official road and seemed to be preparing to stop.

They got off the official road and walked for another half an hour before they found a secluded forest and stopped.

Zhao Yuanzhen and the others dismounted from their horses, tied up their horses, and left two people to guard the horses.

A ceramic whistle was left for the two guards.

Agree on a whistle signal.

The others slowly gathered around.

Watching from a distance, those people got off the bus, and two more jumped out of the car.

Several people took turns to solve their personal problems. Then one person guarded the carriage, one went to feed the horses, one went to fetch water, one went to collect firewood, and another prepared to cook. Another was walking back and forth.

Zhao Yuanzhen quietly discussed with the group of people who followed her.

"I'll sneak over and take down the guy guarding the car to ensure the safety of the children. When I give the signal, you guys break through."

Others said they knew.

Zhao Yuanzhen quietly went around to the back of the carriage and moved closer little by little.

It was dark, and the shadows of the trees were mottled in the woods. Zhao Yuanzhen's footsteps were light again, and when she passed by, the person sitting next to the carriage was completely unaware.

Zhao Yuanzhen jumped up, put one hand around his neck, and with the other hand on his head, twisted it hard, breaking his neck in just a few seconds.

The man died before he even had time to react or make a sound.

Zhao Yuanzhen placed his head next to the carriage again.

Then he secretly lifted the curtain and found 11 children crowded inside. He looked for Zhang Zijin but couldn't find her.

Then he went to the next carriage and lifted the curtain. There were 12 children in this carriage, crowded together. Zhang Zijin was at the innermost.

Zhao Yuanzhen blew the whistle.

"What's that sound? Who?!" The other people were immediately awakened and wanted to rush over the carriage to get their weapons.

Zhao Yuanzhen casually used his sword to pick up a handful of sand and threw it over. The man thought it was a drug and braked suddenly and fell backwards. Zhao Yuanzhen jumped off the carriage, stabbed the man who fell, drew out his sword, and stabbed the man next to him.

The man rolled on the spot to avoid the sword, then used the momentum of the roll to support himself with his hands and jumped up, continuing to run towards the carriage.

Zhao Yuanzhen must not let him get close to the carriage.

Throw the scabbard at him with all your might.

The scabbard pinned him to the ground.

A man had already jumped into the carriage next to it.

Zhao Yuanzhen was afraid that he would be desperate and hurt the child.

Follow him too.

Just as he was about to jump onto the carriage, the man raised his foot to kick Zhao Yuanzhen off. Zhao Yuanzhen caught his kick and pulled him down with force, then threw him directly to the ground. He stepped on his chest with his left foot.

The man felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe, let alone struggle to get up.

At this time, the other three also surrounded him and were about to rush forward.

Then I heard the voices of a group of people coming from the side.

Unexpectedly, this man had accomplices. The three of them thought of getting on another carriage first and taking the child hostage so they could have a chance to survive.

Zhang Xinshu jumped and ran over, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and chopped directly at the hand of the man who was about to jump onto the carriage.

It was so fast that four of the man's fingers were chopped off without giving him any chance.

The man was in so much pain that he jumped up and down, not caring about the carriage.

The other two saw this man, who seemed young but agile, and had a sword in his hand, and they all wanted to retreat.

One of them turned and ran towards where the horses were tied.

The other ran straight toward the woods.

How could the villagers let them go? They just attacked them and beat them with axes. The two men were already dead.

Zhao Yuanzhen asked someone to bring a rope and tie up the man with the broken hand and the man she pulled off the carriage.

Go to the car to rescue the child again.

I checked Zhang Zijin's pulse and found that he was fine, but he was drugged, and the dosage was a bit too high. He was in a coma.

Zhao Yuanzhen took out some cooling oil and let him smell it, but he didn't wake up.

He scraped out a little more, rubbed it on his temple, and massaged it for a while.

He opened his eyes with great effort.

I seemed to see my grandma! I blinked hard and it was really my grandma.

"Grandma, that group of people were beggars. They captured many of us, but I couldn't beat them." Zhang Zijin blamed himself for being incompetent and causing his grandmother to come and save him.

"Our boy Zijin is great. He is brave and determined. Grandma thinks you have done very well." Zhao Yuanzhen touched his head and then woke up the other children.

Fearing that the villagers might worry, they packed up the beggar's belongings, tied the horses to the back of the cart, harnessed them, and drove the cart back.

After all, the carriage was slower, so some people rode away on horseback to report the news.

Zhao Yuanzhen followed the carriage.

The two beggars were also tied up and carried back.