Quick Wear: Men Farming and Women Weaving

Song Yiyue fried two dishes, a soup and steamed a pot of rice in the kitchen, and ate most of it in a good mood.

I spent some time sorting out the things in the space and put some useless things outside the villa.

Find a relatively worn-out dress and cut it to fit the height of a ten-year-old girl.

In a small backpack, there was a set of clothes for changing, a bamboo tube filled with water, a small iron pot, a bowl and chopsticks, and a flint.

I found some black-faced steamed buns that had been stored in the kitchen for a long time. Fortunately, the function of the space was to keep food fresh, otherwise the food would have rotted and become smelly.

He placed more than ten black-flour steamed buns in the basket on his back. When he saw that he had almost finished cleaning up, he quietly came out of the space and looked around.

Take out the compass from the space and look at the compass to see that the north direction is at the back.

I don’t know the situation on the official road, so I can’t go there.

I decided to walk directly north along the mountain road, where I could pick wild vegetables and fruits on the way.

There were many people who had the same idea as her, and not far from her many people fled to the mountains.

The wives and little girls were looking for wild vegetables and some were making fires to cook.

The men were resting, and their leader was surrounded in the middle, as if discussing the route.

She didn't approach those people, but took another route to get ahead of them.

I avoided many people for several days in a row, picked a lot of wild fruits and vegetables along the way, and also discovered precious hundred-year-old ginseng.

I caught a wild pheasant in the bushes, and took out a handful of previously dried bamboo shoots from the space and soaked them. After processing the pheasant, I put it in a pottery pot with the bamboo shoots, cut a small piece of ginger and green onion, and simmered it slowly over low heat.

The aroma spread from the pottery jar to the outside. I smelled the aroma of the chicken soup and kept swallowing my saliva.

I saw that the time was almost right, so I put a little salt in it and the taste immediately doubled.

Serve a bowl of soup and add a chicken drumstick. It tastes delicious with a sip of chicken soup and a bite of chicken drumstick.

Suddenly she felt that it didn't matter whether she went to the capital or not. She was living better than anyone else in the mountains, and she had no shortage of supplies.

But we must also go to the provincial capital to confirm the situation of the Song family.

After dealing with these things, find a place in the mountains or forests with a good environment to live in seclusion.

I also don’t want to get married and have children in this ancient time, doing housework and taking care of the whole family all my life, and having no time for myself.

After packing up, he immediately headed towards Tongzhou Prefecture.

We were already very close to Tongzhou, so we didn’t go up the mountain road anymore, but walked slowly on the official road.

Many disaster victims rushed to Tongzhou, and many mummified corpses were left on the roadside with no one to bury them.

Many flies and insects were flying around the corpse, and a strong smell of rotting corpse was overwhelming.

The people seemed to have gotten used to this smell. Their expressions were stiff and dull as they walked forward under the sun.

Seeing this situation, Song Yiyue found a white medical mask from the medical shelf in the space and put it on. He walked very quickly through the corpses, and his eyes also noticed the incomplete bodies.

The people who were suffering from severe water shortage saw her fleeing famine alone outside, and several men slowly surrounded her.

She pulled out the black-gold dagger from her bosom and drew it out.

When those people saw the knife in her hand, they dared not to step forward to block her.

As dusk falls, people along the way begin to rest in the nearby jungles or plains and make fires to cook.

Song Yiyue found a tree near the outskirts of the woods, spread out a mat, and sat down to rest.

He took out the air-conditioning blanket to cover his lower body, took a black steamed bun and started eating it. After finishing it, he drank a few sips of water in the bamboo tube.

It was very early and she didn't dare to leave the place casually, for fear that her place would be occupied by the victims.

"Sister, where are you from?"

Suddenly a little girl's voice was heard nearby.

Song Yiyue saw a little girl of eight or nine years old resting with her parents a few steps away.

"I fled the famine with the villagers, but now we are separated."

The two of them chatted with each other at a distance, and the two adults next to them did not try to stop them.

Knowing that they were both going to the provincial capital, I asked each other's parents about the situation.

When they heard that the imperial court had also begun to send people to provide disaster relief, the prefect of Tongzhou ordered that porridge be provided to the victims at the city gate. When the people heard the news, they all ran in that direction.

I also heard that the court forbade people in the south to gather in the north. The capital was the capital where princes, nobles and various powerful officials lived. Moreover, the emperor was afraid that whenever a drought occurred, there would be a plague.

To prevent the people from rioting, the court arranged for trusted officials of the old master Xu to personally provide disaster relief to prevent corrupt officials from taking advantage of the disaster relief money and grain. In addition, ships were arranged to transport grain to Tongzhou on a large canal in the north.

For example, in novels, it is often said that there is corruption in the court and they don’t care about the lives of the people. There must be honest officials where there are corrupt officials, and we cannot generalize.

After hearing the news, Song Yiyue realized that he could not go north.

I can only go to Tongzhou to find my parents. Without a household registration and a travel permit, it will be difficult to move forward.

After getting more familiar with this family, we also helped each other with the luggage.

We started to leave here at dawn.

The drought became more severe and the death toll increased.

The smell of decaying corpses became more and more serious and spread into the air.

The little girl's family also followed her example and covered their mouths and noses with muzzles.

It was two days later when we arrived in Tongzhou.

The people affected by the disaster set up camps all around, and the gates of Tongzhou were tightly closed, with no one allowed to enter or leave.

Many soldiers were stationed at the city gate to prevent the victims from approaching.

After hearing the news from the surroundings, he learned that a plague had occurred not far from Tongzhou. Fearing that the virus carried by the victims could be transmitted again, the Tongzhou prefect wanted to wait until the plague there was dealt with before sending people to examine the victims before starting disaster relief.

In fact, many people knew in their hearts that after the plague broke out over there, no one, whether human or animal or plant, would be burned by a fire and would not survive.

This was the ancient method of quickly dealing with plague and preventing its spread.

"Brother Hao...I am Baoer."

Song Baoer, with disheveled hair, looked old and had sparse white hair. She held Wang Hao tightly and refused to let go.

"Damn old woman, let go now"

"I don't know you"

Wang Xiucai actually recognized Song Baoer as soon as he heard her voice. He was also shocked when he saw her appearance. She looked like a ghost after not seeing her for a few days.

Song Baoer was fine in the first two days. She met many disaster victims on the road. The thugs started to touch her, and later they unscrupulously dragged her into the woods.

Song Baoer struggled and screamed for help, but no one went to stop them. Some men who couldn't find wives saw such a beautiful girl and wanted to taste the power of a woman, so they joined them.

Song Baoer was in a dishevel, lying on the grass with her clothes in disarray, her body covered with scars, red spots and stains, and tears were flowing from her lifeless eyes.

By the time Song Baoer arrived at the provincial capital, she already looked like this.

When he saw Mr. Wang, his eyes lit up and he rushed towards him, pushing many people away.

At this moment, he saw that the old woman was wearing tattered clothes and was older than his mother. The voices and strange looks coming from all around made him feel ashamed.

"Crazy old woman, I don't know you"