Chief Chen looked at his younger brother Chen Sanyou: "Sanyou, your house has also been burned down. When you return to the village, you can stay at my house."
Chen Sanyou had no objection, but Chen Yin’s wife Zhang said: “Thank you very much, uncle, Xiao’er and I won’t go.”
Her family also built a house on the south slope, which was also not completed yet. She went to see it early this morning. The bricks, wood, and bamboo were all piled up there, untouched.
Furthermore, her family built two small thatched houses nearby, which were originally reserved for the house builders to rest. Now they are just for her and her son Chen Xiao to live in.
There is water on the southern slope, and there is a small vegetable field next to my house. There are still some kohlrabi left in the vegetable field, which is enough for my mother and daughter to eat for a few days.
“Then where do you live?” Tang asked.
Zhang said: "There are two thatched huts on the south slope. Xiao'er and I live there."
Tang's heart moved when he heard this. Her son Chen Zhu also built a house on Nanpo, right next to Chen Yin's house. Although it was not completed, he built a thatched hut. Otherwise, he, his fourth daughter-in-law, and his grandson would live on Nanpo too.
Then I thought about it, no, Zhu'er hadn't separated from the brothers yet, so leaving by herself wouldn't be in line with those people's wishes.
snort! If you want to move, you have to wait for Zhu'er to come back and separate with them before moving. Then you will live with Zhu'er and let the old guy go alone!
Chen Sanyou’s eldest son and fourth son were very unhappy when they heard that their house was burned down, but that the second brother’s house was safe.
When Chen Yin was about to build a house in Nanpo, he had a lot of trouble with his brothers. His father, Chen Sanyou, wanted to divide the family between his three sons and let them live their own lives and spend the money they earned.
Chen Shu is naturally willing. He is the eldest son, his father's land will belong to him in the future, and the old house at home must also belong to him.
But the fourth brother did not agree to the division, because once the family was divided, he would have to cultivate the fields by himself, pay the taxes by himself, and do everything by himself. How could he be happy squatting under the wings of his parents?
In the end, Chen Yin was divided out alone, and Chen Sanyou gave an additional thirty taels of silver to his second son.
So Chen Yin took the money and what he earned to build a house on the south slope.
Unexpectedly, before the house was built, the bandits came.
At this moment, the bandits burned the whole house to pieces. It’s strange that the eldest brother Chen Shu and the fourth son Chen Ting can feel balanced.
Chen Sanyou frowned, but didn't say what he wanted to say. He just nodded to his second daughter-in-law, acquiescing to her decision.
Chen Sanyou’s old wife, Aunt Lu, sighed, touched her grandson Chen Xiao’s head and asked her second daughter-in-law: “Do you have food here? Do you have all the bedding and other things?”
Mrs. Zhang said: "I went to take a look. There is still some rice and flour in the house, there are beddings, and the pots and pans are all in order."
It was originally a place for craftsmen to live. The food was placed in earthen jars under the kang hole. Although the bedding was a little dirty, it was still usable.
“Well, you and your wife will stay here for now, and I’ll come back to see you in two days.”
Aunt Lu glanced at her husband and said, "Your father is going to come for acupuncture anyway, so I will bring you some changes of clothes."
Zhang: “Thank you, mother.”
After having breakfast at Jiang’s house, the villagers left one after another. Patriarch Chen and Chen Sanyou also took their families back to the village.
Xiao Zhenniang’s master and servant also went back because Wang Dashan said that the school was not damaged.
When Mrs. Lin saw that her four younger siblings were gone, she naturally couldn't stay in the Jiang family anymore, so she took her daughter and servants to leave.
The Jiang family immediately became quiet. Old Man Jiang walked around the house of his eldest and second son for a long time, and then returned to his third son's house with a sigh.
The biggest problem at the moment is not the house or money. What he and his wife are most worried about is that there is no food at home.
The current food supplies only have half a bag of rice and a small half bag of flour, which is barely enough to feed a dozen people for seven or eight days.
But what will their family do after seven or eight days?
And all the food that the eldest son and the second son had hidden in the shed was missing. A lot of cotton and sacks were scattered around the vegetable field, and it was soaked by the rain again. It was terrible to see.
Ms. Jiang Liu, her three daughters-in-law, and two granddaughters collected the cotton seeds one by one. They took the dirty ones to the pond, washed them, wrung them out and spread them in the yard to dry.
Old man Jiang stood in San'er's yard for a while, and then walked around the vegetable field with his hands behind his back. He saw that all the kohlrabi and Chinese cabbage grown in the vegetable field were gone, and even the leeks had been cut to pieces.
However, on the day of the escape, he drove his two fat pigs and a dozen chickens into the depths of the bamboo forest. He also scattered a lot of wheat and rice in the bamboo forest, and he didn't know whether the sows and chickens were still there.
“Dacheng!” Old Man Jiang saw his eldest grandson coming out of the bamboo forest and asked quickly, “Have you found the pig?”
Jiang Cheng shook his head: "No, I only found two chickens." Those two chickens seemed to be accustomed to the life in the bamboo forest. They hid in the forest when they saw people and refused to show their heads.
“Are you going to run into the bamboo forest?” Old Man Jiang didn’t give up, looking forward to his eldest grandson.
Jiang Cheng shook his head: "No, he was probably eaten by the bandits."
There were a lot of pig bones thrown away in and around our yard, but my grandfather didn’t believe in evil, so he sent him to look for them in the bamboo forest, but he didn’t find anything.
When Old Man Jiang heard this, he was so heartbroken that he shed tears.
Originally, the two pigs were planned to be kept for the New Year this year and killed for meat. Unexpectedly, the pigs got an advantage.
A murderer with a thousand heads, he not only ate his pigs, but also burned down his house.
Old man Jiang was going crazy.
If those gangsters were in front of him right now, he would risk his life to kill a few of them to vent his anger!
“Where are those golden ears?” Old Man Jiang asked again.
“The golden ears are fine, but they were a little bit wet in the rain, so they probably won’t look good when they grow back.”
The Jiang family moved all the golden fungus and snow fungus seedlings into the bamboo forest and covered them with straw. The bandits probably saw that the things were of no use, so they didn't move much.
Old Han Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good!"
Alas, what a blessing among misfortunes.
Fortunately, the bandit didn’t know Jin Er, otherwise my family would really not be able to recover.
Beside the bamboo forest.
Yingbao took Youyou and said to her younger brother and Wei Zhan Yuanbao Huzi behind her: "Don't follow me. Just wait for me here. I'll come out as soon as I go in."
Jiang Wu grabbed his sister's sleeves and said, "I'll go too."
Jiang Jie: "I also want to find Miss Bamboo to find cantaloupe."
Wei Zhan and Huzi raised their hands: "And me!"
Yingbao was so angry with these followers that she lost her temper, so she could only coax her: "Just wait here, I will take you to the pond to pick lotus roots later."
Jiang Jie hesitated.
Jiang Wu pouted and was obviously reluctant.
He just wanted to look for cantaloupes with his sister instead of picking lotus roots.
Yuanbao Wei Zhan and Huzi's eyes lit up and they nodded immediately: "Okay! You must keep your word!"
Jianliu and Zhou did not allow their children to play by the pond. They slapped them every time they saw them. Even Wei Zhan was not immune.
So Yingbao said that he would take them to pick lotus roots, and the three monkeys immediately nodded in agreement.
If grandma knew how to hit someone with a board, let Ying Bao take the blame. Grandma couldn't bear to hit her anyway.
Yingbao led the deer inside, looking back from time to time to see if they were following.
Fortunately, they were very good this time and did not follow us.
After walking a dozen steps or so, Yingbao immediately took out a few melons, vines and cabbage from the cave and stuffed them into the basket that Youyou was carrying.
The deer carried two baskets on its back, one on the left and one on the right. The left side was stuffed with cantaloupe, and the right side was stuffed with courgettes and cabbage.
Carrying another basket of eggs in her hand, Ying Bao led Youyou out of the bamboo forest.
Thank you for your support all the way, another month has begun. In order to welcome the Children's Day, today I will update 10,000 words.