Don't panic when fleeing famine, she has become the godmother of all the bosses

Chapter 1

Shu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the swallows in the sky. She hunched over and carefully searched for wild vegetables on the ground.

Mother-in-law diced, shepherd's purse, bracken, duck feet, water onion.

She dug a basket.

Behind her was a seven-year-old boy. Although he was disheveled, he was very cute. His clothes were worn in tatters, and the shoes on his feet were all torn. He looked very pitiful.

The boy also dug wild vegetables with his grandma, and he was still chanting the scriptures he learned in school early.

The boy recited a sentence.

"Learn and learn from time to time, it's not easy to say."

Shu Yan smiled.

"I haven't forgotten, she's more studious than Grandma when she was young, and she's a good seed for introversion."

The boy didn't seem surprised when he heard Grandma talk like this, he just explained to himself.

The boy replied: "The teacher said that I started Meng late, and ordinary children have already taken the boy's test. If they go to the Northwest, they may be able to take the test."

Shu Yan stood up and turned to look at the serious grandson.

Hehe smiled.

"Our Yu'an is smart. When we are ten years old, we will definitely pass the exam. Then we will give Grandma the number one prize."

Children in this era have to study all day long, and even seven-year-old children have their careers in their hearts.

Shu Yan led Chen Yu'an to a small pavilion in the middle of the mountain, and the two settled down to rest. Chen Yu'an took out the gourd and passed it to his grandma.

"Grandma, drink some water."

Shu Yan took the water, took a sip, and looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Think of many things in the past life.

Shu Yan was a workaholic in her previous life, working overtime every day, and then died of cancer in middle age.

No objects, no descendants.

The original body she transmigrated into was about the same age as her own, but she was already a pampered old lady.

The old matriarch has already accomplished major events in her life, and the house is full of children and grandchildren, but the reborn dynasty is not very good, it seems that it is at the time of the handover of the two dynasties.

However, the old lady seems to have a bad relationship with her family and children, and has been sick all the time.

It just so happened that the rebels of the King of Han came to the south of the Yangtze River, and the original cheap husband led a group of children and grandchildren to leave the old house and fled to the northwest, leaving only the old lady and a nephew to guard the old house.

In fact, it can be regarded as abandonment.

After Shu Yan passed through, he recovered, and left Hangzhou with that side branch boy and a special little grandson, heading northwest.

However, the boy from the side branch was chopped down by the rebels as soon as he left the city gate.

Most of Shu Yan's property has been robbed, and now the two are on the way to escape, because they are penniless, they only have to dig some wild vegetables on the mountain to satisfy their hunger.

Shu Yan took out a broken pot from the package, and ordered Yu'an to get some stones, and set up a bonfire in the pavilion.

She ordered Yu'an to light the fire, while she went to a nearby stream to wash vegetables.

Maybe God felt sorry for their loneliness, so he found a nest of bird eggs by the river, Shu Yan hurriedly put them in his arms carefully, washed the vegetables, and went back to the pavilion.

Yu'an has already started the fire.

Shu Yan hurriedly cooked the wild vegetable and the bird's eggs together, and after the meal was ready, he shared it with his little grandson.

The two ate deliciously, but they never noticed a handsome young novice walking in the distance. This little novice held a Zen stick in his hand, and the little novice followed a beautiful woman.

The woman looked dazed, her face was covered with tears, but she didn't know what sad things had happened.

The woman threw off the little novice's sleeve, cried and said, "I'm going to find him, don't stop me!"

The little novice took the woman's arm.

"The other person has already entered the magic barrier, so what can you do if you go to find him? Come back with me, Qixiu."

Qixiu shook off the little novice's arm and said, "What right do you have to control me, what right do you have to control me!"

After Qixiu finished speaking, she ran towards the distance, and Shu Yan and Yu'an happened to see this scene.

But Shu Yan didn't take it seriously, he just lamented that this woman named Qixiu was really beautiful, and in such an environment, it was really dangerous.

Shu Yan and the two walked to the evening, and finally went down the mountain to the official post road.

The post roads were crowded with refugees from the south.

This time the Han army attacked Hangzhou very tightly, and there was no news beforehand, so many aristocratic families were killed by the rebels before they could escape. Those who are walking among the refugees now cannot tell what kind of life they lived in the past.

Chen Yu'an held on to her grandma's hand tightly. They had just walked for a few days, but they were not too hungry. Many refugees who escaped from the capital were already so hungry that they fell down on the side of the road and were separated by wild dogs. eat.

Shu Yan couldn't bear to let such a young child see this.

Then he said softly: "Yu'an, we don't have to be afraid when we get to the northwest. Grandma will bring you delicious and spicy food."

Chen Yu'an nodded and followed Grandma forward.

In the middle of the night, many people stopped and sat under the shade of trees on the side of the road.

Shu Yan took out his extremely tattered bedroll, spread it on the floor, and slept with his grandson.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain. Shu Yan was woken up by Chen Yu'an, and everyone around was complaining. Shu Yan covered Chen Yu'an with the quilt, and said softly: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil, which is a good thing. The harvest will be good next year."

After Shu Yan said these words, an old man sighed faintly beside him.

"If you want to have a good harvest, you need people who grow the land. Now that the world is in chaos and refugees are everywhere, how can anyone grow food?"

Shu Yan looked at the speaker with his old eyes, only to see an old man about his own age nestled under a tree not far away.

The old man was dressed in tattered clothes, but his temperament was really good.

"Then I'll find a place, plant the land, and support me and my little grandson, so I'm worthy of this gift from God."

Shu Yan was terminally ill when she was just 36 in her previous life.

Resurrecting the whole life, even though he is old and discolored, but in the end, saving his life is considered a blessing from God.

The old man chuckled, but because the night air was too cold, he coughed.

Chen Yu'an hurriedly took out the gourd from the bag and handed it to the old man.

"Grandpa, drink water."

The old man took the gourd and said with a smile: "He is a well-educated child, is he enlightened?"

Yu'an said: "I learned the Analects of Confucius."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It's not bad, if... just, now a cart of knowledge can't be exchanged for a steamed bun, it's better to be a general."

The old man was a little depressed and turned his head to go to sleep.

It was drizzling, and it didn't stop until the morning.

But the rain stopped, but the rebels came.

A yellow scarf horse army came here on fast horses, like a leader.

The leader reined in his horse, stood on both sides of the post station and said: "The general has an order, ordering you to go north thirty miles to serve as river service corvee."

After the leader finished speaking, a quarrel erupted in the crowd.

The river corvee is the most severe form of corvee. Nine out of ten people died. They still had a way to survive in the north.

When the leader saw the crowd rioting, he was furious and chopped off the head of a refugee man.

The blood spurted two feet high, and the family members around the man screamed in shock, and the refugees who had gathered together began to flee in all directions.

Shu Yan hugged her little grandson and trembled, the old man beside her said sharply: "What are you doing in a daze? Run!"

(End of this chapter)