The casual life of the flat space

"Speaking of our village, the one we feel the most sorry for is the Wang family. Because his family is generous and righteous, always putting others before themselves, the villagers also believe that their family should be the village chief, but every time there is a disaster, the Wang family is the first to take the lead or stay behind to cover the rest..." Grandpa Wu sighed at this time.

"Tieying, after listening to so many stories, you probably understand why the village chief doesn't allow you to lead the villagers to collect mountain products, right?

It's not that we are old-fashioned and ignorant, it's just that our village has too many bloody and tearful intersections with Beishan. Once or twice can be said to be coincidence, but every time it will cause great damage to our village, and the injuries are human lives, our loved ones!

Let's talk about your great-uncle's story. After the invasion of Lan State, everyone returned to their homes and lived a peaceful life for decades. At that time, your family built three rooms, dug a well, and guarded the house built at the end of the village. The yard was also spacious. The river beach was originally in your yard. Now the willow tree by the river is at the end of your backyard. It was planted by your family when you built the house! As a result, it survived.

By the time your great-grandfather and his brothers grew up, there were three working people in the family, so those were the best years for the Bai family. The brothers' father also planned to open up a few more acres of land and arrange marriages for his sons.

But things never go as planned. That summer, the Beishan River flooded. Everyone was still working in the fields when the water suddenly reached them. The village was in chaos. The two brothers carried their father on their backs and ran away, but people couldn't outrun the water, and soon the water was knee-deep.

At this time, the new village chief, who was the eldest son of the original village chief, beat the gong and told everyone not to panic, saying that there had been no floods in hundreds of years and that the floods might only last for a short time. He asked everyone to hurry up and pack up their important things and follow him to the county town.

The two brothers had already run for a while, so your great-grandfather carried his father on his back, and your great-uncle went back to get something. But your home was too far away, and after going back and forth, they were far behind the others. At this time, the water had risen and was already thigh-deep.

You can't see the bottom of the water, you can only judge where the roadbed is by the houses and trees on the roadside. Besides, it's not easy to walk in the water, so your great-uncle fell further and further behind. When everyone arrived at the county town, he still didn't catch up, so your great-grandfather and his father were anxious and wanted to go back to look for him. Seeing this, the village chief asked your great-grandfather to stay in the city, and sent his family members to go back with your great-grandfather to look for him.

At that time, the water was about to reach the county town, and the soldiers guarding the city were already closing the gates. The village chief's family begged and gave them money before they could get out. The two of them waded through the water for a long time and finally found your great-uncle, but when they returned, the county town gates would not be opened no matter what.

There was no other way, so your great-grandfather took them to the mountain near the county town, and finally reached the mountain before the flood came. They slept in the open air on the mountain for several days, thinking that the flood would pass, but they didn't expect the ground to shake at night.

The one keeping watch that day was the eldest son of the village chief. He woke up your two great-grandfathers and said that something was not right. The three of them hurried forward, but soon they felt their feet were shaking, and the three of them were separated by a distance. Suddenly, a violent shaking came, and they felt like they were sinking - the mountain had collapsed.

Your great-grandfather and the village chief's family hugged the trees nearby, but your great-uncle fell directly. Before your great-grandfather could react, the village chief's family had already let go of their hands and rushed towards your great-uncle, trying to catch him.

He did catch them, but they were also swept down the mountain. At this time, your great-grandfather also let go and tried to catch the two people, but he was soon hit from behind by something unknown and fainted.

When he woke up, he was lying on a tree trunk, half of which was stuck diagonally in the mud. It might be this tree that hit him, and he survived because of this tree.

He hurried to find the other two people, and finally saw your great-uncle in the mud. He hurried to dig and call. Your great-uncle was also woken up, but the two of them did not see the village chief and his family. It was not until they searched around and returned to the place where your great-uncle had just lain that they found a hand at the bottom of the pit.

The two men dug the mud desperately, their fingers were covered in blood, but when the faces of the village chief's family members were revealed, they were already blue and purple. Considering his condition, he was trying to support your great-uncle, alive..."

Grandpa Wu couldn't continue talking here. The village chief beside him sighed heavily. Bai Tiexiong, who had shallow eye sockets, had already sobbed. Bai Tieying was also upset. She really didn't know that there was such a thing during the flood. Judging from the look of her uncle, he didn't know that there was such a story before the two old men separated.

"The mountains next to the county town collapsed, and the county town itself wasn't much better. The east and west sides of the county town were almost submerged, and a section of the city wall collapsed. Countless people lost their lives in their sleep. Many villagers were also buried because they slept outdoors.

Just when everyone was planning to rebuild their home in grief, your great-uncle proposed to go to the county town to find a job. Moreover, this was a time when young and strong people were needed. I didn't expect your great-uncle to say such a thing. But no matter how your great-uncle advised him, your great-uncle insisted on leaving. The two brothers became separated and separated.

Before your great-uncle passed away, he came back to look for your great-grandfather, but your great-grandfather resented him for not repaying his kindness and rejected his idea of ​​burying him back in Xianhe Village. More than ten years later, your great-uncle also sent someone to contact us, saying that he just knew there was such a relative in the family and wanted to ask if anyone was still alive. At that time, we were working in the fields, and your grandfather also heard your great-grandfather talk about this matter. He cursed at him at the time and never contacted him again.

Look at our village, there are only a few dozen families but they stretch out for two miles. In fact, under the wasteland in the middle are the former families buried!

Tieying, we are ordinary people, and our lives are to dig in the soil for food. Although there are always hardships, we can still have a good harvest every year after we get through them. I tell you these things, and it seems that our village has a bad fate, but these are major events that have happened in the past four hundred years. Generally speaking, our life is relatively good.

It's not that we can't go up the mountain, don't we also catch some food near the mountain? But if it's like you said, then do we have enough energy to put into the fields? There are also people in the neighboring villages who go into the mountains, but have you seen any family make a fortune by going into the mountains? Which family can support their family with mountain products?

Not to mention the lessons learned and the possible dangers in the mountains, even if you enter the mountains, it is not like there is gold and silver everywhere and you can just pick them up as much as you want. It may be okay once or twice, or for a year or two, but what about the long term? If there is no harvest in the nearby mountains, you have to go to the distant mountains. The mountains are not our territory. Do you know how dangerous it is?