Traveling through 1942 with space

"Okay, eat quickly! And then have a good sleep." Hou Yangmin was not good at speaking and didn't have many words of comfort. He stood up, put his hands behind his back and left.

In that era, medical and health care was underdeveloped, and children were easily dying, so many children were born. However, with so many children, there was less family affection, especially for girls.

Therefore, most girls in this era were not valued, and in years of disaster, girls even became property.

Just like Hou Xiaoge's original family, all the girls in the family were sold, and even the original mother sold herself in order to leave some food for her children.

In fact, even in modern society, some races and countries still regard women as wealth. As long as there are outsiders in the house, women will hide in advance.

This situation may be considered a custom nowadays, but the earliest reason was that women were wealth and people were afraid of them being taken away.

It is rare to find a father like my uncle Hou Yangmin who risked his life to rescue my eldest cousin today. Every family in the village has sold their children, and everyone has long accepted their fate.

In their opinion, it is better to sell these daughters than to keep them, so that they can save their daughters and help their families.

Like today, if the villagers had known that Hou Yangmin was going against the landlord for a little girl, most of them would not have gone, and would have gossiped instead. After all, it was not worth it for a little girl.

Hou Xiaoge watched her sister Hou Xiazhu comforting her eldest cousin without saying anything. She turned around and walked over to the adults.

"Uncle-in-law, aunt, my uncle and I have already bought train tickets this afternoon. The train is at 2 o'clock tonight, so you should hurry up and pack your things now.

The wheelbarrow is too big to use, so let's pack some important things with sheets and bags so that they are easier to take away." Hou Xiaoge said to the two.

"Heiwa, is it true?" When Hou Cuiping, the aunt, heard that Hou Xiaoge had got the train ticket, her face was full of joy.

"Well! Not only have we solved the problem of train tickets, but the village has also contacted the officials at the train station. We can ride on the train tonight and sit in the carriage." Hou Xiaoge said with a smile.

"That's great, that's great." Hou Cuiping was so excited that she almost cried. It was really difficult to escape famine for several months.

After notifying her aunt and uncle, Hou Xiaoge called her eldest cousin and others who were preparing to go to bed, and everyone began to pack their luggage in full swing.

Except for the bedding, all other things were packed up and packed with sheets. In the end, there was nothing left to put in, so the backpacks that the kids used to dig wild vegetables were also stuffed full.

"Uncle, don't bring that wooden barrel. Sometimes we give it to the villagers. We are in the second-class carriage, and people won't let in messy things."

"Brother, please chop off the spear head! Throw away the wooden pole. If you bring this thing on the train, people will think you are a robber and shoot you. What will you do?"

"Aunt, that pot is hard to carry, so I won't take it with me. The bottom of the pot is all black ash, and it's all over the carriage. It's definitely not okay."

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Seeing that his family members were eager to dismantle the wheelbarrow, Hou Xiaoge looked helpless.

"Heiwa, you must take this big iron pot with you. If not, let your uncle carry it on his back and board the train. This big iron pot has been passed down in our family for several generations, and I really can't bear to part with it." After packing the luggage, Hou Cuiping, the aunt, looked at the big iron pot that she had been around for decades, and said reluctantly.

"Aunt, you misunderstood my words. This big iron pot costs several dollars! We are not a banker, so how can we refuse it?

I mean to ask the villagers to help carry it when I board the train, or I can contact the people at the train station and spend a little money to ask them to help keep it, and then I can pick it up when I arrive at the station." Hou Xiaoge quickly explained when she saw that her aunt had misunderstood.

"That's good. This iron pot is the most precious thing in the house." Hou Cuiping said as she touched the handle of the pot lovingly.

Just after packing her luggage and preparing to rest, Hou Xiaoge saw her uncle Hou Yangmin rushing back.

"Uncle, have you notified everyone?" Hou Xiaoge asked as he sat up.

"Okay! Everyone has been notified. Let's go to the station later when everyone is asleep.

Heiwa, I have something else to tell you. There are fourteen people in our family, and Shuanniu and Xiaolan are less than one meter tall, which means we used twelve tickets.

There is now one extra ticket out of the thirteen tickets. Your fifth uncle was beaten some time ago and is too weak. So I sold the remaining ticket to him at a low price for two dollars.

There are still seven quotas for children, and I sold them all to the village at one dollar per quota. You can keep the nine dollars here, which can be considered as a way to make up for the loss. "Hou Yangmin explained the situation with a smile on his face, and stuffed the money into Hou Xiaoge's arms.

"Uncle, you are really awesome. You not only won the favor of the villagers, but also made money." Hou Xiaoge was not polite. He took the money and flattered his uncle a little.

"Don't embarrass me. It's you who bought our train tickets!" Hou Yangmin smiled and shook his head.

In this way, everyone waited for another hour or two. When it was late at night and most of the refugees had fallen asleep, the Nanjiagou team set off with their families.

First, Hou Xiaoge and his family entered the waiting hall with their tickets. Then Hou Yangmin bribed the black guard with Director Zhang's note and ten dollars collected from the villagers, and everyone went around the gate and entered the platform.

Hou Xiaoge's family originally had only ten second-class tickets, which meant that ten people could enter the waiting hall to rest and wait. The remaining three train tickets were third-class tickets, so they could not enter the waiting hall and could only wait on the platform. But with Dayang paving the way, the whole family went into the waiting hall to rest.

Of course, in addition to Hou Xiaoge's family, there was also an old man and seven children. Most of these children were between three and six years old, and the younger ones had long since died.

They are all from the same village, and the children are not shy. Younger aunt Hou Cuiping directly spread a mattress in the waiting room, and the children lay side by side and slept soundly.

It was already half past ten in the evening. The waiting hall was brightly lit and the temperature was comfortable. Hou Xiaoge and his family were sleeping comfortably wrapped in quilts.

Outside the train station, the wind was howling coldly and it was pitch black. The villagers on the platform were shivering with cold and no one dared to sleep for fear of missing the train. This fully demonstrated the advantages of the premium carriage.

At 1:30 in the morning, the staff at the train station woke up all the waiting passengers and started checking tickets.

"Ah! We are finally leaving." Hou Xiaoge yawned and looked towards the northwest.

"Woo~~!"

Being late is an old tradition. It was almost three o'clock when Hou Xiaoge heard the sound of a whistle coming from afar.

As the sound of the train whistle got closer, the refugees around began to move, climbing over the fences surrounding the station and jumping into the station.

At this time, the advantage of paying money was reflected. The refugees who paid money gathered near the platform, and those who did not pay gathered outside the platform.

"Oh my god, this is exactly like what happened to my third brother in Southeast Asia." When the train came to a stop, Hou Xiaoge couldn't help but sigh when he saw the refugees climbing onto the train carriage.

"Haha! Little kid, there's nothing to be surprised about. This is just at night. There are more people who jump on trains during the day." A station staff member said with a smile.

"Well! I've broadened my horizons today." Hou Xiaoge was enlightened when he saw the carriage full of people.

These refugees tied themselves to the train and lay on it, some even tied themselves to the carriages and connected them to the air, literally dancing with death.

But there is no other way. There is a 50% chance of survival if you take the train. If you don't climb on the train, you will just have to stay and wait for death.

Because Guanyintang Station is a small station and no cargo is loaded at night, the stop time is very short, only fifteen minutes.

Hou Xiaoge and his family did not dare to delay and hurried towards the second-class carriage with their luggage on their backs.