The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 226 Talking
A group of people in ragged clothes also arrived, sitting or lying on the ground one by one, the children were so hungry that they cried, and the adults didn't bother to take a look.

Wang Xing sighed. I heard that these people came from the south, and I don't know how many difficulties they have experienced here. As long as they listened to it and rested, a woman among the pedestrians would always run and shout with arms waving.

Although I can't quite hear what she said, but I have heard it these days, and I can figure out some meaning.

She was talking about a high official in their family, and their family is a famous sugar family in some county.

They will be able to enter Jiping tomorrow and arrive at a safe place. The group just rested there for a while, and several of them stood up, as if they wanted to go to the checkpoint left by the Jiping Mansion ahead.

Uncle An and Uncle An supported each other. They hadn't had a full meal for several days, and they were trembling when they walked.

After passing the resting place of Wang Xing's family, Wang Xing saw that they still had to go forward, so he couldn't help reminding: "Don't go any further, those officials have already said, and the inspection will start tomorrow morning."

Uncle An, Uncle An, didn't have much strength in the first place, so when someone talked to them, he stopped to catch his breath, and then said to the kind-hearted man, "It doesn't matter, my niece and son-in-law are the great generals in the northern border."

Wang Xing: Huh?

His face was blank, how could this family get better and better.

Uncle An said: "Don't believe me, my niece and son-in-law will come to pick me up soon."

Then before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Sanbo, "Stop bragging."

If it wasn't for the fact that the couple liked to brag, they wouldn't have been robbed of De'an mansion as soon as they left.

Uncle An stared and said, "Third brother, why did you talk to me?"

An Sanbo waved his hand, not wanting to argue with him, he bowed his fist to Wang Xing who kindly reminded him, then pulled his second brother to continue forward, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, Xu'er is not a good-natured person in the first place. In addition, the present is not what it used to be, and when we arrive in the north, we must not play the role of our elders."

"I'm an elder, how can I put on a show?" Uncle An shouted, but his momentum was weak.Not only afraid of that niece, but also afraid of the boy from the clan family who has not seen him for a long time and is now an official.

An Sanbo looked back at the people in Linhe Village, who are now inferior to the refugees, and felt sour with regret.

If it was one step earlier and came here with the eldest brother, or if it was a step later and listened to the Zheng family's prosperity, and went directly to the south by boat, it would not have suffered such a great displacement.

While thinking, he had already approached the line of defense jointly set up by the local people and the guards of Jiping Prefecture.

Today evening, the guards have already gone back to eat, only the local people and a few people still dressed in bright clothes are talking.

Only one person asked doubtfully, "I heard that sweet potato candy is very popular in your northern border. Even malt candy, is every household able to make it?"

When the few local people sitting on the side heard this, they all showed proud smiles on their faces.

"Of course it's true. Master Xu said just now that the person our wife of the warlord sent to teach sugar making will come tomorrow, and we can learn it too." The middle-aged man with the mustache sitting in the center said so.

In the past, the Northern Territory roughly referred to the Guangda Grassland area to the north of Huoliang City, but now, not only the Jiping Mansion, but even the Qingyang Mansion to the south of Jiping Mansion also called themselves Northerners.

In the current situation of chaos everywhere, the people of the northern provinces do not want to be included in the northern border.

Under the rule of the Northern Warlord, not only can you get free sweet potato seedlings, but you can also buy extremely cheap soil and chemical fertilizers, and someone can teach you how to make maltose and sweet potato sugar.

It can be said that as long as you are not a lazy person, under the rule of such a warlord who loves the people like a son, life can't be too bad.

Not to mention those ordinary people who wanted to return to the northern border, even these businessmen who planned to go to the northern border to collect sweet potato sugar also moved their minds to settle down in the northern border.

Thinking of this, one person turned around and pointed at the refugees who were resting on the ground in the distance, and asked, "Aren't you afraid of trouble if you accept everyone in the northern border?"

It was still the middle-aged man with the moustache, and he smiled and said, "This situation, our warlord, can't think of it? Two thousand soldiers have been stationed in Jiping Mansion half a month ago. Those of us in the countryside, especially those with At the border of the Southern Provincial Government, soldiers will be sent the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"One more thing. After the flood last year, Jiping Mansion is still half empty. The people above said that before the occupancy is full, as long as the refugees from the south are not looking for trouble, they can be taken to Fucheng. household registration."

The businessman was surprised when he heard this, "Such a good thing? Why don't you go to Fucheng to live?"

Mustache waved his hand and said: "If you can go, you will go in the first spring, but the rules of the warlord are different from the previous ones. If you enter the city, you will not be able to share the land. We are all digging at the soil and have no land. What else do you rely on to eat?"

So they let their children go to the city, and the elderly who can still work stay in their hometown.

Rao is like this, not many people are willing to stay away from their homeland.Later, the wife of the warlord introduced many methods that are beneficial to planting, and many of them regretted going to the city.

Now that there are too many refugees, some villagers want to enter the city again when all the vacancies in the city are taken up.

"The old buddies are all very lucky," a small businessman standing next to him sighed, "You didn't go to the south, because you didn't see the chaos. In some places, it's even going to the point where you have to change your son to eat." .”

"Impossible." The local villagers couldn't believe it when they heard the words, "Even if the south is hit by a disaster, how long will it be?"

Can I have nothing to eat?

The small businessman shook his head, "Last year's floods, this year's droughts, they used to be taxed one way or another. Ordinary people in the south of the Yangtze River have already been squeezed dry."

"Ordinary people don't have anything to eat, so don't there still be big families?" Mustache thinks a little more. what."

Another person shook his head, "Is a rich family so easy to snatch? Now there are several big rebels in the south of the Yangtze River, and they seem to be stratified. The mouths are full of grease, and the ones that should have nothing to eat have nothing to eat."

Who cares about the lives of the people.

"That's why we, the people of the northern border, are blessed to have people like the warlord and his wife propping up the blue sky." Mustache felt extraordinarily emotional, turned around and said to the villagers on the left and right, causing the villagers to nod their heads.

The merchants looked at each other in blank dismay. The people in the northern border must be boasted by the warlord.

But according to what they said, if you don't think about wealth and wealth, living in the northern border is also very good.

(End of this chapter)