Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Ordinary people are unwilling to travel long distances. When they can’t get enough to eat, it’s even more impossible to find enough walking power. Horses are needed for the military, and people can’t buy them even if they have money. Cows are also a luxury, only available to landlords. People travel on two legs.

Countless people in Haozhou embarked on the road of exile.

It would be better if there were males in the family, who could pull a wooden cart, the female relatives would push it behind, the males would pull it in front, and the children would follow the cart.

If there are no males in the family and only female relatives are left, they can only flee with light clothes. They don't bring clothes, so they just bring some dry food and kindling.

Among the fleeing people in Haozhou, there were not even one male in ten.

The officials naturally also discovered that they sent troops to block people at the gates leaving the city and could not let them out.

If a woman wants to go out, she can just turn a blind eye and close her eyes. It is a good thing that less people consume food, but men can't.

Men can cultivate land, forge iron, and serve as soldiers, even if they are weak, they can also serve as auxiliary soldiers. In short, they are useful everywhere.

So the women escaped more smoothly. They gathered together, warmed each other, and walked towards the unknown front.

Yang Rong's family was also stuck on the only way out of the city. They, the men, were driven into a temporary fence, like cattle and horses, surrounded by soldiers. Their heads were chopped off.

They sat on the ground, and the people around them were similar to them, sitting in place like stray dogs.

The female family members of the Yang family were outside and hadn't left. They were waiting for their husband and son.

"Master Bing, Lord Bing." Yang Da's wife begged Xiao Bing, who was about the same age as her son, she knelt down on her knees and grabbed Xiao Bing's trouser legs, "We are all good citizens, just want to go out of the city to see relatives, Master Bing!"

She kowtowed to the soldier.

Xiaobing looked less than 14 years old, but his skin was extremely rough, and there was an abnormal blush on his face. He looked at Yang Da's wife and thought of his own mother, so he whispered: "This is the business of adults, I won't die. of."

Yang Da's wife looked at him in confusion.

Xiao Bing said again: "...Either you are a soldier, or you are a coolie."

Yang Da's wife felt that the sky in front of her was dark.

Whether it is a soldier or a coolie, it is a dead end. A soldier cannot go home unless he is disabled, but what should he do if he is disabled?If the family can't afford it, it's not dead.

To be a coolie is to work till death.

When Yang Da's wife returned to the women's family, the sisters-in-law and mother-in-law all came to ask her.

"What did you say? What did Master Bing say? When did you let them out?"

Yang Da's wife was still in a daze.

Her mother-in-law scolded her: "I usually talk more than anyone else, why did you become a gourd now? Did you not kowtow just now?! You kowtow! Break your head! Master Bing will definitely answer you!"

Mrs. Yang shuddered. She lowered her head and said with tears, "Master Bing said that they should either serve as soldiers or coolies."

The female relatives were speechless for a while, and it took some time before someone let out a low sob.

Even her mother-in-law couldn't say a word.

"what should we do?"

A female family member asked.

Mrs. Yang sniffed: "Stay, or go."

Her mother-in-law said at this time: "You go, I will stay."

"Mother-in-law!"

"Mother-in-law, I'll stay. You go with the sister-in-law and the others. The sister-in-law and the others have children, but I don't. I will stay with my family."

The mother-in-law shook her head and said, "I'm old, and I can't walk that long. You listen to me, take the children away, raise them well, and tell them not to forget their own father. I don't care if you remarry in the future. But these babies are the blood of our Yang family, you must not forget! Otherwise, even if I die, I won’t be able to close my eyes!"

The female relatives cried bitterly, leaving only one old woman, and then took the children and left this sad place.

The boys were dressed as girls, but fortunately they were all young, so unless they took off their pants, they would not be able to tell the difference.

Yang Da and the others were also watching from a distance, watching the women cry, and watching the women walk away.

Yang Rong laughed at the side: "Fortunately, the children can walk."

Yang Si, the youngest son, said: "I don't have a son yet!"

No one cares about him.

The children were led by their mother, and the youngest one asked, "Mother, where is grandma?"

The woman bit her lip and said, "Grandmother is waiting for your father and grandfather to go together."

The child opened a pair of innocent eyes: "Then why don't we wait?"

The woman reluctantly said: "You will know when you grow up."

These words are often used to coax children. If you coax a lot, the children will not believe it, but although the children are young, they can also feel the emotions of the adults. Their keen intuition will make them stop asking further.

Yang Da and the others were locked up for three days, and during these three days, people were pulled in one after another.

I don't know which wave it is.

They even met a few acquaintances, and they also discovered that the soldiers don't care what they do or say in there, as long as they are honest and don't want to escape, they won't easily trouble them.

After waiting for a while, I don’t know how many days and nights rotate, Yang Da and the others live on one bean dregs cake a day-the luggage has already been taken away, and the soldiers can eat whatever they give them. They can only dig the grass roots in the ground to eat, but they even managed to survive.

When the soldiers called them out, they had already forgotten how long it had been since they were imprisoned.

Shouldn't anyone be escaping?

Everyone is thinking.

They were herded together like cattle and sheep, and the old soldiers would pick them out.

The middle-aged men were on one side, and the old, weak, sick and disabled were on the other side. Yang Rong himself could not be separated from his sons.

"Master Bing, these are my sons, they can't do without me, show mercy, show mercy!" Yang Rong, with gray hair and crying tears, grabbed the veteran's sleeve and refused to accept it again. release.

The sons also shouted: "Master Bing, he is our father, really!"

Unlike recruits, veterans are used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, and their hearts are as hard as iron. Otherwise, they would not get this job. At this moment, they put on a cold face, like a Rakshasa in the world, and said mockingly: "I really thought that father and son would go to battle. What about the soldiers? Are you old enough to hold a gun?"

"Don't drag your son into doing coolies with you!"

Being a soldier is better than being a coolie. A soldier has food to eat and can also rest.

To be a coolie is to die. Unless a humanoid beast dies, it must work all the time.

The sons still begged: "My lord, my lord, please, please, my father just looks at the old man, he has strength, he can be a soldier!"

Yang Rong didn't ask for it.

He said to the veteran: "Master Bing, these sons of mine are all strong and capable, and they will definitely be good soldiers, so I will be a coolie!"

The veteran couldn't help looking at Yang Rong a few more times, and said happily, "You still have a loving father."

"Since that's the case, you father and son will talk again, and I will lead them away later."

Waiting for the father and son to cry together, the old soldier sat on the side of the grass mound and watched. He is also old, and I am afraid that he will not survive the next time he goes to the battlefield. Which soldier of this age is not constantly hurting, and the old wounds have not healed , adding new injuries, and his physique cannot be compared with young people.

"What are you looking at? Do you think of your son?" The colleague finished his work and sat down next to the veteran.

The veteran shook his head and said, "Where did I get my son? The mother-in-law didn't marry her, so give me my son."

He thought of his father.

He still remembers that when he was a child, his family was poor, and his father sold him to support his younger brothers.

As time passed, he even forgot what his family was like. Being a servant in a landlord's house, it was common for him to be beaten and scolded. Only the master has a future.

Later, the members of the master's family died and their property was confiscated, so they, the current servants, had a new place to go.

The men were soldiers, the women...

The veteran sighed.

He turned his head and looked at the Yang family, feeling a little envious.

If he hadn't been sold by his father back then, what would he be like now?

Would his father be willing to do coolies for the sake of his sons, or would he ask his sons to work as coolies with him in order not to work so hard?

The veteran asked his comrades: "Have you finished writing your suicide note?"

Colleague: "I don't know how to read, and it costs money to find someone to write. I told my mother-in-law and my son that if I can't go back, the mother-in-law will remarry if she wants to. The only thing is, the son can't change his surname."

The veteran smiled and said, "It's better than me, you still have two people you can miss!"

The comrades laughed too.

It is not easy to marry a daughter-in-law, even an ordinary village woman would prefer to find a farmer rather than a soldier.

At any rate, those who farm the land can grow food, but those who serve as soldiers can’t take care of their family’s affairs. They are far away from home, and they can’t support the family’s sky—even monthly pay, it may not be paid every month. hand.

For example, the daughter-in-law in the same robe is a good prostitute, or she is kicked out when she is old, otherwise she is a prostitute, and he can't marry it.

The same robe said to the veteran: "If you come back alive next time, please go to my house for a drink. The tofu made by my mouth can taste like meat."

Veteran: "Then you really have to try it."

They both looked relaxed.

With more comrades dying by my side, it seems that I am not so afraid of death.

I used to be afraid, and I couldn't stop trembling when I heard that I was about to go to the battlefield, but then I didn't seem to be afraid.

Death has become a very common thing.

The veteran said to his comrades: "The weather is good today. I don't know what the weather will be like on the day of the expedition."

The same robe also looked up at the sky: "Then who knows, God won't greet us in advance, so don't be too kind, the time is about the same, bring people over."

The old soldier stood up, his toes tapped a little on the ground, his shoes were too big, and he was always a little unstable in wearing them.

"Over there! Follow me!"

Yang Rong took the elder's hand: "Son, listen to Dad, don't fight hard, run away if you can."

Yang Da was so crying that he couldn't speak.

How to escape?

Which one can escape?

This is their life.