I traveled through time and space and encountered a famine, and I became a hermit.

The scorching sun is scorching the earth.

Dang-dang-dang…

After a burst of urgent bells rang, the villagers of Dagu Village hurriedly gathered under the big locust tree in the west of the village, sitting, standing or squatting around several elders who were sitting on stone chairs. Although there was shade, it did not reduce the anxiety in people's hearts.

A middle-aged man in bright clothes said to the old man sitting in the middle: "Chief, you have to come up with a plan quickly. The rebels are about to attack us. If we don't flee, we will be in trouble!"

The elder next to the clan leader, Master Gu Wu, said to the clan leader: "It's not that serious. They are capable of fighting and rebelling, but what does it have to do with common people like us? We can only leave some money and food, hide in the mountains, and come out after the people leave. It's not to the point of abandoning our homes and jobs, what do you think, brother?"

Without waiting for the clan leader to speak, the middle-aged man slapped his thigh and said anxiously, "Oh! My fifth grandfather, you always don't know. It is said that this group of rebels, whenever they occupy a place, they will wantonly plunder money, burn, kill, rape and plunder. Women with a little beauty are taken into the backyard by the rebel leaders. Men are forced to join the rebel army, and those who resist are killed. Even babies in swaddling clothes have been thrown to death. When I hurried back, those gentry had already fled with their families. Clan leader, my great grandfather, quickly notify the clan members so that we can flee too!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was panicked. The clan leader didn't even bother to light up his pipe and asked with a worried look on his face: "Even if you want to escape, you have to have a direction, right? Dafu, you have been doing business outside for many years and have seen a lot. In this year, do you know where to escape to be safe?"

"I have a good friend who gave me some information. He said that we should go to Zhongzhou. That is the fief of King Li. King Li was awarded the title for his military exploits. He must be able to resist these rebels. If the situation is not good at that time, we can continue to go north and escape to the vicinity of the imperial city. It will be considered safe."

Gujia Village is a small village with only dozens of households, all of whom are members of the Gu family.

The Gu family was originally a large family. In their early years, they encountered natural disasters and the clan members fled to various places. This branch of the Gu family drifted here, settled down and established Gujia Village. Up to the generation of the clan leader, four generations have been passed down. The clan leader and village chief took a puff of his pipe, thinking with a sad face that they thought this year would be a rare good year with good weather, but who would have thought that there would be war again. They don't know when these hard days will end.

Grandpa Gu took a few more puffs of his pipe, coughed a few times, and then raised his voice: "Everyone has heard what Dafu said. The rebel army is about to attack us. We can't afford to offend these rebels now. Staying here will only mean death. If we are forced to become rebels, it will bring shame to our ancestors! The only way now is to flee to the imperial city. Each family should go back as soon as possible to prepare luggage and food. I will give you one day to notify the nearby relatives. Our entire clan will flee the famine the day after tomorrow morning."

"Of course, if there are those who don't want to leave, we can also follow the example of our ancestors and split up into clans and go our separate ways. Those who leave together will gather at the field early the next morning."

All of a sudden, every household was busy and rushed home. Some people gathered together to discuss something. Gu Liuye, who was sitting on the right side of the clan leader, also had a sad face. The sons squatting next to him also had sad faces. When the eldest son was about to say something, he was stopped by the old man's eyes.

The clan leader also sighed when he saw this. The only old brothers left in the clan from his generation were the second, fifth, and sixth brothers.

The sixth son lost his wife at an early age, but fortunately his sons are all good people, each of them is strong and has his own skills.

The eldest was good at hunting and never went into the mountains empty-handed. The second was good at business and worked as the second in charge of a silver shop in the town. The third was favored by a doctor in the town and learned some medical knowledge and herbs. Later, he married the daughter of a carpenter and learned carpentry at first sight. His father-in-law did not bury him and he also learned carpentry skills.

But recently, I don’t know what happened to this family. The eldest daughter-in-law had a miscarriage some time ago. Before the family could recover, the second daughter was fired by the owner of the silver shop. This is not the end. The third daughter fell into the village’s public well a few days ago. When she was found, she was barely alive. She was thrown on the back of a cowherd. The doctor prescribed medicine and her life was saved. But now it has been four or five days and she still hasn’t woken up. Now the whole family has to flee from famine again. What should they do with the sick and weak?