The story of Wang Dabao's family made the villagers of Daqin Village excited, but at the same time they were full of hope for their current life.

Everyone worked hard to sew tents. Now, they not only have enough food and clothes to eat, but also have the opportunity to do that. It's really exciting.

The day passed quickly. The people in Daqin Village were like people who had been given an injection of chicken blood. They didn't want to sleep, practice martial arts, or even eat. They just worked overtime!

They worked until it was dark at night, when most of the refugees around had left and they could no longer see the needle and thread. Only then did they finish sewing all the tents.

"Are they all done? Mine is done, but who else's isn't finished yet? I'll help you tomorrow!" Chen Zhaodi was holding the newly-made tent, feeling very happy. She wished she could use it right away, but she still had to hurry on her way.

"It's done, it's done, my family's done, who else's hasn't finished yet? I can help tomorrow!" another woman here shouted.

The villagers answered one after another, and everything was done. Now everyone felt relieved.

At this point, they had basically not slept for a whole day. Although they were not sleepy, they were a little tired.

The children were even worse. The younger ones were sitting next to their parents, their heads nodding as if they were about to fall asleep.

"Qingyun, are we still going to travel tonight?" Seeing the children's appearance, the village chief wanted to take a night's rest.

Qin Qingyun took a quick look at the state of the villagers and shook his head. "Everyone has been busy all day and hasn't had much rest. The children can't stand it either. Let's just rest here tonight."

After hearing his words, most of the people in the village's eyes lit up, especially the young couples, who looked at each other with eyes that were so charming that they could draw tears.

Actually, Qin Qingyun had a selfish motive when he said these words. He had been weaving straw mats all day, and his wife had been sewing tents all day. How could he not check the results at night? Thinking of this, he glanced at his wife secretly again.

The village chief saw all his little movements and couldn't help but smile. Qingyun looked mature and steady, but he didn't expect that he had this side to him.

But it is understandable. Besides, they have been fleeing from famine for so long. Even he has this idea, let alone these young people.

"Okay, everyone has finished sewing the tent. Let's try it out tonight and have a good sleep. We'll set off when we wake up." The village chief stretched and walked towards his home.

At night, a few people were left to keep watch as usual, while the rest of the people went into the tents and had a good rest.

Qin Wanwan strongly requested to live in a tent of her own, so she had a separate small tent, Song Qin and Song Hua had one tent, the three Qin brothers had one tent, the two Song brothers and their father Song Xiangdong had one tent, Grandpa Song and Old Lady Song had one tent, and Qin Qingyun and Song Shuyi had one tent.

Tonight everyone was particularly conscious of setting up their tents farther apart. Everyone knew this, so no one teased anyone else.

The night was very quiet. The children had already fallen asleep and had no idea whether it was day or night. Only some rustling noises and some suppressed voices could be heard from the adults' tents.

The few people who were on guard consciously moved away, but they could not take their eyes off the team's tents, so as not to be taken advantage of by people or animals.

But this behavior not only allowed them to hear the sounds in the tent, but also to see the slightly shaking tent, which made them even more unbearable. They looked at each other several times and saw the bitter smile in each other's eyes.

"Wait until the second half of the night for your shift change."

"That's the only way. I just wonder if my wife will sleep like a dead pig in the middle of the night? Then I won't be able to wake her up even if I shake her!"

Song Xiangdong listened to their conversation and silently moved a few steps to the outside. His movements attracted the attention of several people, and they all looked at him. It was not until they saw the awkward and helpless smile on Song Xiangdong's face that they reacted.

"I'm sorry, Brother Song, we forgot that you don't have a wife," a man scratched the back of his head with a sincere and embarrassed look on his face, and apologized to Song Xiangdong with full of apology.

Upon hearing this, the other man quietly twisted his waist. The man grimaced in pain. He was always honest, but he didn't realize he had made a mistake. Instead, he looked at the man with a puzzled look on his face, "Brother, why are you twisting me? Did I do something wrong again?"

Man: ...This silly brother is really hopeless.

"Brother Song, don't listen to my brother's nonsense. My brother is not very smart and is stubborn. He just likes to tell the truth!" The man also apologized to Song Xiangdong with a simple face.

But at this moment, Song Xiangdong's expression was as stiff as if he had eaten something funny. He didn't care whether he had a wife or not. What he cared about was these people's unintentional stabbing.

Hearing the man's words, Song Xiangdong tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth and smiled at the man, "It's okay, your brother is fine, and you are fine too."

Stop talking about Dalang and Erlang here. They're both the same. What do you mean you just love to tell the truth? I wouldn't be that embarrassed if you didn't explain!

If he didn't know that these people were real farmers, he would have misunderstood that the two brothers were singing the same tune to embarrass him.

This night was destined to be restless.

Early the next morning, everyone came out of the tent, stretching happily. Looking at the satisfied looks of the men and women, Qin Wanwan couldn't help but curl her lips, especially when she saw the inseparable affection in her father and mother's eyes, her smile became even more brilliant.

She has made outstanding contributions to people's happiness index and life exploration process.

"Shuyi, you go and have a rest, I'll do it!" Qin Qingyun looked at his wife pulling out the wooden sticks stuck in the ground, and hurried over. His attentiveness made the children stunned.

Qin Lang raised his innocent little face and looked at his father with a puzzled look, "Dad, aren't you going to organize today's itinerary? Don't you tell your uncles and brothers every day about the journey today, which places you will pass through, and who will be responsible for defense? How come you are free today?"

Qin Qingyun rolled his eyes at his naive son and said, "Go away, where do you have so much free time? Hurry up and go to the bathroom with your friends! We should get going after dinner."

Qin Lang curled his lips, somewhat dissatisfied with his father's attitude, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only follow his friends to the woods to relieve himself.

Such scenes are not uncommon in the village. Today, the men in Daqin Village are particularly gentle and high-spirited, just like the second day of their marriage.

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