Encountering a Famine in Ancient Times

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　　"Jiang, third brother, I am your sister. If you and second brother don't ride in the carriage during the day, what if you let me and my parents sit in the carriage?" Jiang Anrou said angrily.

　　"No!"

　　The carriage was filled with quilts and clothes belonging to him and his brother. It was their sleeping place. There was nowhere for anyone to sit, let alone two annoying people.

　　"You two come up and sit down. It's so heavy that it can crush the horse to death. You can't afford to pay for it, huh!" Jiang Yang said with a venomous tongue.

　　Jiang Yihong and others who followed behind covered their mouths and snickered.

　　Jiang Gang and Jiang Shaosheng had dark expressions on their faces: Why did this guy become so vicious! These two girls are so vicious!

　　When Jiang Anrou and Jiang Xinrui saw someone coming, Jiang Yang said that in front of others, and they walked back to their ox cart angrily.

　　Jiang Gang and Jiang Shaosheng had no choice but to go back to their oxcarts. They had to have a good talk with their parents to stop them from thinking about carriages.

　　"Jiang Xiao doesn't sit down during the day, so why not just borrow her? He also wants to marry my girl. He doesn't agree with any of this. He should stay away from my girl in the future."

　　Jiang Shaosheng: "..." My parents had no illusion that brother Jiang Xiao liked his sister, and brother Jiang Xiao wanted his sister to stay away from him.

　　"That's my son's carriage. Even if we separate, your father and I will still be their parents. Even Dabao feels uncomfortable in the sun, so what if we ride in their carriage."

　　Jiang Gang did not intend to persuade his parents, but said in a deep voice: "Mom and Dad, the second brother's carriage has been modified and there is no place for him to sit in it. The carriage also contains the second brother's and third brother's clothes and the floor beds for them to sleep on. If it were like an ordinary carriage, , I mentioned it to my second brother."

　　"Well... there are so many things, it's inconvenient for us to go in the carriage. Dabao is a child, so it's okay to let Dabao sit in the carriage." Mother Jiang still didn't want her grandson to suffer.

　　"Mom and Dad, Dabao is a boy. Children younger than him can endure this hardship. Why can't he?"

　　After Jiang Gang came back this time, he saw how pampered his son had become and how pampered he was by his parents. But his originally virtuous and diligent wife only cares about small profits and small favors.

　　He no longer has to go to work and has time to correct his son's bad temper.

　　When Jiang Gang became serious, both his father and mother had to listen. Jiang Gang looked over with a sharp look, and Liang Hui stopped thinking a lot. Jiang Dabao is not afraid of anyone but his father.

　　As for Jiang Anrou, no one paid attention to her.

　　Chapter 8

　　Walk for three days and enter the intersection of the south and the north.

　　After entering the southern official road, the complaints of the villagers in Jiangjia Village stopped.

　　They saw people fleeing from other cities, but these people did not have food and drink with them. Those people were thin, ragged, and staggering around - these were refugees!

　　The team stopped to rest. They were short of water and vegetables, so they cooked a simple soup and ate dry food. It’s not like where we were just a few days ago, where there was meat and vegetables.

　　The refugees on the road were surprised to see hundreds of people from Jiangjia Village heading south. And the teams were all ox carts carrying luggage and food. They all looked envious and hungry for food.

　　Seeing that many refugees had nothing to eat, the people in Jiangjia Village were kind enough to distribute some dry food to some refugees who had nothing to eat, and received thanks from the refugees.

　　The two sides were able to get closer, and Jiangjiacun heard about them from the refugees.

　　It turned out that these refugees came from the next county or even further. Their hometown has not seen a drop of water since the beginning of spring, and it has been dry for half a year.

　　They took clothing, food and money with them to escape famine. Many people's money and food were robbed by robbers on the road. Even though I was hungry, I didn't starve to death. I relied on the dry food I hid and the bits of food I found on the road to support myself.

　　"It's great that you come from one village. We all dispersed and fled our hometowns to escape the disaster. Some people were lucky enough to escape earlier than us, and they might have reached the south earlier."

　　"The imperial court is providing disaster relief, but it doesn't matter what the disaster relief is. We can survive without food, but we can't survive without water and food."

　　"We were still lucky and were unwilling to leave our hometown until the drought in our hometown became more and more serious before we fled. We missed going south with everyone, and now we don't know if we can go south."

　　"There are also robbery gangs on the road. It's infuriating that these gangs are organized by ordinary people, not bandits. There is no risk to your life if you hand over your things. If you don't hand them over, you will be beaten severely. If you don't hand them over, you will have to hand them over."

　　"This is still a trivial matter. I heard that this area is haunted by bandits. Those are bandits who kill without batting an eye. If you encounter them, you don't know whether you will survive."

　　After walking on the road for a few days, I realized that it was already so serious in other places.

　　They were frightened when they heard that there were robbers and bandits on the road.

　　He also thought that there were hundreds of them. There were so many of them that even the bandits couldn't do anything to them.

　　The villagers in Jiangjia Village had no complaints in the past three days.

　　"Old lady, why are you alone with your grandson?"

　　Jiang Yang handed the water to a woman who asked him for water. The woman was in ragged clothes and had a sallow complexion. She was accompanied by a thin man about seven or eight years old.

　　"Thank you, young man. This is my grandson. The two of us escaped from our hometown."

　　"It's just you two." Jiang Yang was surprised, "Where are the child's parents? Or where are you people in the village?"

　　"Alas, my grandson's mother died when he was a child. My son was a gangster and married a second wife. My son's second wife gave birth to a son, and my eldest grandson became an unwanted child. In the village The land was cracked and the water was dry. My bastard son took his step-wife and their son and left us and fled." The old woman's cloudy eyes were full of sadness. "My son has abandoned us. How can we be a burden like ours when the villagers are fleeing? I don't know how long I can protect my grandson with this old life."

　　The skinny little boy's eyes were full of admiration, "Grandma..." but his eyes were firm.

　　When people in Jiangjia Village saw the situation of refugees on the road, they were worried, grateful, and silent...

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　　Jiang Xiao asked his younger brother to gather relevant people together to discuss what to do next.