Chapter 47： Farmers (1537 words)

The tea shed is very simple, with a straw shed at the top. There are several tables and chairs placed underneath. People who pass through the tea shed will be thirsty or hungry and will stop and rest. People often have more.

When everyone satisfied with curiosity and took back their eyes on An Ziran, the tea shed began to sound the sound of people talking. The treble of Xiao Er was interspersed in the middle from time to time, and their tea and snacks soon came on the table. I dare not sneak again.

The midday sun is very warm even in spring.

Several plain-looking farmers and children suddenly appeared in the tea shed.

There are two large parcels on the adults, and they are not very good. They are holding the children and walking towards the tea shed. Someone will come and everyone will look at them subconsciously.

The dialogue between the two men at the next table caused An Ziran’s attention.

"There are disasters everywhere. It’s getting worse and worse in this year." A man in a rough coat put a heavy cup on his desk and made a small noise.

Another person at the same table immediately said: "How do you know that they are here to take refuge?"

The man said: "You didn't come back in three years. I don't know. This is the place where Changzhou goes to Maple City. What is Changzhou? It is the most frequent occurrence of natural disasters. It happens every once in a while. Two, not a flood or a drought, there was a flood last year, flooding a lot of fields and villages, many people were displaced and had to migrate to other places."

The man nodded, but he remembered it.

He said: "Maple City is the closest place to Changzhou. If you want to migrate, you must go to Maple City. However, it seems that this year has not heard of any natural disasters in Changzhou. How can Changzhou people appear here? ”

"I don't know." The man touched his chin. "Probably worried that there will be natural disasters in the future, so move ahead of time, and it happened last year."

"It is good to leave Changzhou earlier."

"That is, many people in Changzhou are not going to survive, and the royal family does not know..."

The man hurriedly slammed and lowered his voice: "Talk about the royal family in the public, you want to die." They also looked at them with a special look, and they were not allowed to come from the city of Junzi.

The man immediately snorted.

A farmer and a second child asked for a pot of tea. When Xiao Er sent tea, he immediately took out the dry food that he brought. The dry food was made of miscellaneous grains. It was placed for a long time, so the taste was a bit hard. He handed it to his wife. And the son a piece of rough cake, and then swallowed with the tea, the cake is not delicious, the two adults frown from time to time, the child can not eat, the farmer's wife and the second child to a bowl, and then tear open the cake Blisters in the bowl, soaked up and then given to the child.

The child can't eat this thing, and his eyes are always staring at the hot buns on the Su Guanjia table.

Su Guanjia sympathized with the child, hungry and yellow, and noticed the child's sight. The heart was soft, and when he came over, he would give him the three remaining buns on the table.

The child was a bit hesitant at first, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of the buns. He immediately ran over under the grotesqueness of his mother, and ran back with excitement with a hot buns. He was very sensible and gave him the buns.

The farmer and his wife are sore.

Another boy enviously came over. They came out from the same village. They also ate the rough cakes on their hands. They didn’t have much money on their hands. In order to save some money, they went to Fengcheng as soon as possible. They all took them out along the way. Dry food.

Su Guanjia’s compassion was overwhelming, and he immediately asked about An Ziran.

An Ziran did not hesitate, called him to say something in his ear, Su Guan immediately immediately, let Xiaoji give him some buns, and then personally gave them.

"Frank... Son, how suddenly I was interested in Changzhou?"

The word "人" behind Fu Wutian swallowed it very consciously under his silent contempt, and put on a new title. He also heard his words and found that his family Wang Hao actually asked Su Guanjia to ask about Changzhou, so it was very curious.

An Ziran said: "Nothing, just ask."

Seeing that he refused to say, Fu Wutian did not ask again.

After a few moments, Su Guanjia came back. He distributed more than a dozen buns to the two families and received their sincere gratitude. Then they knew everything, no matter what he asked.

After a quarter of an hour, the team started again.

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There is one more behind, everyone is happy on Christmas Eve!