novelraw Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Chapter 88
"It's something."
Song Zhao said and winked at the two sons beside him.
The two Shangshu family brothers understood, turned around and took off the machetes and kitchen knives and other sharp blades in the carriage, put them on the ground and said, "Every family has one machete and kitchen knives. Uncles and aunts come and get them."
After everyone finished taking them, Song Zhao asked his two sons to take out the rice noodles, clothes, bowls and chopsticks from the other carriage, and distributed them among everyone.
Song Hui on the other end saw the patriarch and Shangshu calling people over, squinted his eyes for two seconds, and called an unremarkable younger brother, "Wang Duocai, go and see what they are doing."
"Okay, Brother Hui."
Wang Duocai responded swiftly, walked over and came back within a few minutes, "Brother Hui, they are distributing things." He added, "They are distributing the things in the carriage."
"Divide things?"
Song Hui stood up from the spot, took two steps forward, and then sat down again. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to share things, which happened to be cheap for them.
He was still thinking about finding an opportunity. After all, there were not many of them, but now that things were divided, wouldn't it be easy for twenty or so of them to deal with a family?
Family by family.
"Everyone got the guy, why don't we men go into the mountains to hunt and cut trees to build wooden houses tomorrow, and women and children are picking wild vegetables nearby. Although we are exiled, we can't wait to die, right?" Song Zhao stood at a slightly Speak on a high slope.
Song Jingrui took her father's words, "That's right, as long as we work hard to get through this year, next spring we will reclaim wasteland to plant vegetables and fields, and we will have a house and fields. We won't starve to death, don't worry!"
After hearing what they said, a bunch of people below all agreed with each other, "That's right, as long as we get through this year, next year we can reclaim wasteland and grow vegetables!"
"Yeah, we can still go hunting in the mountains!"
A seven or eight-year-old boy pointed to the southeast, "You can still catch fish. I just went there with Dongdong and saw the big river, and I saw fish."
Song Zhengde, the patriarch who came out of nowhere, also walked to the slope at Songzhao Station, "Everyone is right, there are mountains and water here, not only can you hunt but also catch fish and pick wild vegetables, so we must If you work hard to get through this year, next year will be easier."
Song Changshang looked at the two people who were talking on the dirt slope from below. I wondered if it was her illusion. The patriarch and the old man Shang Shu looked very much like the leader of the beggar gang, as if he was leading a group of beggars to live.
"The patriarch is right, Master Song is right." I don't know who started to applaud first,
The rest of the people below also applauded.
It's not just their group here, when Shang Shu was speaking, basically all the clansmen gathered around, and the few people who didn't come around also heard it.
Song Hui sneered, "As expected of an official in the past, he is capable of inciting everyone."
"How do you say that, Brother Hui?" Liu Gen leaned over to answer the question.
He also felt that what the patriarch and Master Song said was right, as long as they survived this year, they could reclaim wasteland and grow vegetables next year.
It will be like this every year in the future, so they don't have to starve to death.
There is food to eat.
"Crack!" Song Hui patted Liu Gen on the head and said, "Idiot, let alone this year, do you have cattle for plowing and hoes for reclaiming wasteland next year? Do you have seeds? Can you cultivate land?"
"Let's talk about this year. It snowed here in October. The winter lasts for six months. How do you spend it? The river is frozen, the wild vegetables are gone, and the animals in the mountains are all you can catch if you want to? Build a wooden house Do you have a machete for cutting down trees?"
"Hmph! Everyone will freeze to death by then!"
Song Hui stunned Liu Gen with several questions, and answered after a while, "Brother Hui, I have a machete. I hid it secretly the night the robbers from Yunding Mountains came."
With a machete, he would eagerly try to grab those people's things.
Otherwise, how dare he!
[I'm sorry everyone, I'm late for the update today, because I can't get away from the facts, and the author didn't save the manuscript, crying T﹏T There is one more thing, and that is to successfully advance to the second round under the follow-up reading of the treasures I am happy, and finally humbled to ask for a ticket]
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