tiger at home

Lin Ziqian came over with pens, ink and books, and asked them, "Why don't you take Xiaobai there?"

Liu Fang smiled, "Are you underestimating me?"

"Don't worry, I won't go up the mountain, and I won't hold him back. He has all kinds of medicine bags on his body, and the smell he emits is the most disgusting smell of snakes, rats, ants and wild animals. When I was young, I always carried these when I went up the mountain. " Ma Jianguo also laughed.

Lin Ziqian blushed a little. Baihu always hated the smell of the medicine packs he made himself, but he never said that he couldn't resist the smell. Sure enough, he still had too little experience.

I drew a map of the nearby mountains for them, marking water sources, wild boars, snakes, wolves, etc. on it, and told Liu Fang all night, telling him all the precautions for going up the mountain, Liu Fang Just laughing and patting him on the head.Lin Ziqian became a little angry from embarrassment, this is too ignorant!

No matter how reluctant he was, Liu Fang went up the mountain as soon as the sun came out the next day, leaving Ma Jianguo to live with them.

The sun is scorching, there is no white cloud in the sky, it is blue and blue, like a huge blue gem, it is beautiful.

However, the entire Tiger Village did not have the leisure time to appreciate the beauty, and everyone was in a state of panic and bewilderment.

It's so strange, the sound of wheels rolling for half an hour every morning for half a month has not been heard today. Liu Chen came back early in the morning and went into Liu Bigui's room. Liu An and Liu Xi also gathered together. The elders who are respected and respected have also come. They have been closed together for a whole morning, and it is already noon, and the door has not opened yet.

Lin Ziqian went out early in the morning. He also called Aunt Wang, Wang Hong and Liu Mingyang. It was a bit strange when the two of them came out. What did Lin Ziqian go to the town to buy at this time?And let them bring all the money they can bring at home?

It happened that Ma Jianguo brought back a carriage, and Liu Mingyang drove them directly. The carriage was indeed much faster than the ox cart.

"Lin Ziqian? What's the matter? You asked us to go with you in such a hurry?" Liu Mingyang was puzzled, why was it so strange early in the morning?

"Ziqian? Don't you have any money to buy something? I saw you bought so many medicinal materials a while ago." Wang Caihua asked Lin Ziqian, Lin Ziqian's expression was really bad, what happened?

"Aunt Wang, Liu Mingyang, as I told you, don't be afraid." Lin Ziqian glanced at them, "Jin Wang rebelled in Jin'an, and now Hongcheng has been invaded by refugees, we have to prepare here and buy more The rice noodle seasoning is stored."

"King Jin? Rebellion?" Several people were shocked.

"No wonder since Liu Chen came back yesterday, my brother started summoning the clan elders yesterday, and sent people to the town early this morning." Liu Mingyang said to himself, and suddenly a few whips were thrown in the air, crackling, and the horse With a cry, the speed of the car suddenly increased.Wang Hong also sat down quickly, holding the reins with Liu Mingyang.

"Is this true?" Wang Caihua couldn't react, as if he was dreaming, King Jin is still alive?Rebelled?The refugees are about to rush over?

"I also hope this is a dream." Lin Ziqian turned his head and glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Yesterday, Grandpa Ma from Wuweitang came here specifically to talk about this. Let's go to the town to have a look. Can you buy something?"

When we arrived in the town, it was indeed very chaotic, the streets were full of people, and the shops were full of people.

A grain store was crowded with people holding boxes and cloth bags, yelling, I want a hundred catties, and there was a cloth plaque hanging in front of the door, which said that each person was limited to one hundred catties, and there were six people in front of them. The tall rice kang noodle frame was almost bottomed out, and seven or eight staff were in a hurry to weigh and change the money.

A clerk came out of the shop, shouting, "Sold out! Sold out! Go somewhere else!"

"I've been queuing since five o'clock in the morning, how come I'm gone?"

"How could it be sold out? Don't listen to him, he just went into the shop just now to ask the boss if he still sells it!"

"They don't want to sell to us, they want to raise the price!"

In an instant, the already turbulent heart seemed to have found a breakthrough. People crowded and rubbed forward, with Mi Kuang raised above their heads, full of anger, panic, and fear.

"It's such a mess here." Lin Ziqian was about to sigh, when a person rushed out from behind, bumped him hard, and squeezed into the rice stall.

Several people looked at each other and felt a lot of pressure.

"Let's go too." Liu Mingyang was the most decisive. He led the crowd to squeeze into various rice noodle shops, while Wang Caihua went to buy various seasonings.

After being tortured by the crowd, several people were a little out of breath. Lin Ziqian was carrying a rice box, and there was a cloth bag on the rice box, which was piled higher than his people.

Liu Mingyang was bent over carrying a rice bag, and walked like an old man. He gasped and said, "What are you carrying? I really want to change it with you."

Lin Ziqian walked like the wind, and glanced at him, "Okay, two hundred catties of rice noodles, I will exchange it with you."

Liu Mingyang staggered and wailed, "You're not tired after carrying two hundred catties."

Lin Ziqian ignored him, walked quickly to the front stall and bought five catties of ginger, and tied two large paper bags with a rope to hang around his neck.

Liu Mingyang was stunned, he quickly walked a few steps to catch up, and shouted, "Lin Ziqian, since you are not tired, help me share some burden!"

When I came in the morning, the carriage was empty, but when I returned in the afternoon, it was packed to the brim, and even Chasing Cloud's pace was obviously slow.

The scorching sun was still there, and on the yellow country road, from time to time, a few full carriages hurried past, setting off bursts of yellow smoke and dust.

"Cough cough." Liu Mingyang coughed several times, "I didn't see so many people this morning."

"They all heard about the incident of the refugees in Hongcheng, and they are running outside." There were too many things in the carriage, and Lin Ziqian had to huddle with him to drive the horse.

"This incident is really serious." Wang Hong kept silent, and then said, "Do you think the emperor knows?"

"The emperor must know, just to see if he can think of people from places like us for a while, and see if he can settle us down as soon as possible. It would be great if he could send troops as soon as possible." Lin Ziqian said.

Liu Mingyang smiled wryly, "Army? When the army comes, you can guarantee that they will not force us to donate military rations, or that each family send a man to join the army? Unless the emperor is wise and the general is wise, our place will soon become a mess. place of law."

There was a moment of silence, everyone was unwilling to accept this fact.

Suddenly, Wang Hong said, "We need to find a secret place to stockpile enough food and water. Since the country is not reliable, we have to rely on ourselves."

Lin Ziqian: "When necessary, we can all hide in a place. Although I am short, I am strong enough. If someone robs something, I can also help."

"We have to prepare weapons, kitchen knives and sickles, whatever you want." Liu Mingyang said, "Although I don't have much strength, I believe my brother will do his best to ensure the safety of all of us."

"Okay, when the time comes, our family will be together and help each other." Wang Hong finally spoke with a serious expression, quite a bit like Wang Kun.

There was no talking all the way, and it was already night when the few people returned to the village, but it was still dark. The peaceful village in the past was noisy at this time, and every household was discussing war, refugees, and food.

The food was transported to Lin Ziqian's house, only his family has more places, and he is still in the innermost part of the village, safe.

The next few people took Wang Kun to the village chief's house. At this time, Liu Bigui, who had a day's meeting, was lighting a fire in front of the stove, and the aroma of pork and potatoes spread far away.

"Brother!" Liu Mingyang yelled before he got close. At this time, returning home to have hot and delicious meals and waiting for your family is the best way to relax their tense nerves.

A few people walked into the yard of their house, and felt their stomachs growling instantly. Now that the town is full of people grabbing food, how can anyone calm down and set up a food stall?

"You're all back, have you eaten yet?" Liu Bigui knew that his younger brother was going to town today, and when he saw them, he knew that there was not enough food tonight.

Wang Kun doesn't know how to cook, so he ate barbecued meat with sesame seed cakes at noon today, and it was dry and hard to eat in summer, so they didn't have dinner.

Lin Ziqian and Liu Mingyang got acquainted, and originally wanted to decline, but it took too much energy to grab things today, and the delicious food was too tempting, so he nodded directly, "Thank you, Uncle Liu."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Kun also said blankly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Liu Mingyang has rushed forward to take out a bowl of rice, gobbled it up and said, "It's delicious, Lin Ziqian, come quickly."

Wang Caihua smiled embarrassedly, rolled up his sleeves, "There is not enough food, let me cook some more."

"No, I have cooked too much food. I planned not to open the fire tomorrow, but now it should be just right." Liu Bigui brought out a stack of biscuits from the kitchen as he spoke.

Not enough rice, no rice cakes, not enough vegetables, pickled cabbage and sour radish, several people gobbled it up, and finally got full, the food was empty, and the table was also a mess of dishes and chopsticks.

Several people helped boil hot water to wash dishes and clear the table, and then sat in the dimly lit room.

"How many things did you buy today?" Liu Bigui asked.

"There are almost a thousand catties of rice noodles, and some oil and salt." Wang Caihua said.

Lin Ziqian: "If you add our winter wheat harvest this year, it should be enough to last two or three years."

"Early this morning, I asked the people in the village to drag ten ox carts to the town, and each person could share 30 catties of grain." Liu Bigui took a puff on his pipe.

"Today in the town, rice has risen to 12 copper coins per catty, and noodles cost 10 copper coins per catty, and many rice noodle shops have been sold out." Wang Hong asked, "Uncle Liu, how long do you think this war will last?"

"I don't know either!" Liu Bigui sighed, "The news I got is that the king of Jin escaped by feigning death, and he prepared for a full year, and the general under his command is the famous general Wang Meng, who has a full army of 10,000+ following him. The emperor is on the throne For three years, there were no bright spots, but he was not a fatuous emperor, and he had hundreds of thousands of troops at his disposal. Jin'an is the transportation hub of the entire central region. They got Jin'an, and their momentum was greatly boosted. It is unlikely to defeat King Jin in a short period of time, let alone regain his stronghold Jin'an. Don't forget, we are west of Jin'an."

"It's hard!"

After Liu Bigui finished speaking, there was another silence.

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