Heartless Prince's Palm

Chapter 3
Ye Xing was very curious. She had been here for half a year, and she had never heard of any relatives. Even during Chinese New Year, only her aunt came to visit her.

"Mother, Xiao Zhuzi is going to his uncle's house, why don't we go?"

Xiao Zhen, covered in mud, ran back, pulled his mother and asked,

Bai looked at him helplessly, beat the quilt vigorously, without saying a word, the quilt was covered with mud, and had to be dried quickly, the men were all digging the furniture, the Ye family had no plans to join relatives.

While he was busy, he saw an old man walking over. Ye Xing called him the third grandpa, who was his grandfather's cousin.

"Second sister-in-law, we are going to my son's uncle's house. There is no food at home, and the water is muddy. If we stay any longer, we will starve to death."

Mrs. Ye is putting away the grain. Fortunately, the urn containing the grain is not broken. Ye Xing has seen it before. There is only half an urn of wheat in it, and it won't be enough to eat a few meals. Grandma said with a smile,
"His second uncle, you are very lucky. Uncle Daqing's family can help, and my mother's family will not move around. If it is really impossible, I can only flee."

The third grandpa sighed and left. At this time, no one could accept him unless he was close relatives, and no one could help anyone.

Ye Xing glanced at the wheat field in the space. It was strange to say that after the earthquake, the ears of wheat in it turned yellow overnight. Depending on the situation, they could be harvested in a few days, and they would not be hungry until they ran out of food. dead.

After the earthquake, the well water was turbid, and there was still a muddy smell after being left for a long time, and the river stopped flowing.

The three sons looked at their mother, but the daughters-in-law did not dare to speak. Finally, the eldest grandson spoke up.

"Grandma, let's go to the south as well. At least it's warmer there. I heard that there are more jobs in the south. When I grow up, I can earn food with my father."

After hearing what the eldest grandson said, Mrs. Ye's expression softened. After thinking for a while, she finally made up her mind.
"Since you're going south, let's go to your uncle's house to have a look. No matter what, he's still my younger brother. After all these years, he should have a grave for his parents."

The three brothers looked at each other with pleasant surprises on their faces. The old lady finally figured it out. In the village, without an uncle’s family, she couldn’t hold her head up. In order to borrow food, my mother was hurt by her uncle. But after so many years, nothing can happen. Look away.

Suddenly, there was a crying sound from Ye Xing's side. It turned out to be the third aunt. Her natal family was not far from here, and she was the eldest daughter. She missed her parents very much.

"Third daughter-in-law, if you are worried about your natal family, you can go with the third child. However, we have to come back tomorrow morning. We can't wait. If it is late, you have to go south by yourself. Third son, you still have to go Do you remember the way to Uncle's house?"

"It's Wujia Village, Nanjing Town, I know the name of the place," Mrs. Ye nodded, and then instructed her son,

"Gather everything that can be burned. This little food has to be cooked and delicious on the road. There are also quilts and clothes that have to be dried."

Early the next morning, my mother set off. The Ye family didn’t have an ox cart, only a wheelbarrow full of sundries. The third uncle went to Yue’s house and didn’t come back until the morning. Fortunately, he shared it with him Some food, there should be something to eat on the way.

Walking to the entrance of the village, I saw all the families going out. There was an ox cart in good condition, and it was like her family in bad condition. The wheelbarrow was pushing luggage and the elderly, and there were even those on foot with their luggage on their shoulders.

Before reaching the official road, everyone was exhausted. The road was not only muddy, but also had a lot of gravel. It was very difficult to push a wheelbarrow alone, and the six-year-old Xiao Zhen couldn't walk anymore. Uncle and father had to take turns to carry with.

"Mother, the third aunt has returned to her mother's house, why don't you and uncle go?"

Ye Xing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked his mother in a low voice,
"Your aunt is married far away, and her mother's family is not here."

Mother didn't want to talk about her own family, so she didn't continue to ask. It was strange to say that there was no information about her grandmother's family in her memory. Could it be that Mother also married far away?

"Mother, the area in front is still flat, let's rest for a while."

The uncle's head and face were covered with sweat, obviously he was struggling, and Mrs. Ye couldn't walk anymore.
"There is a ditch over there, boil some water to drink, and don't move the water you bring." You can eat less food, but you can't lack water.

There are already several houses on the flat ground, all of which belong to the same village. Everyone greets each other, and they must have a companion when fleeing, otherwise they will be easily robbed.

Everyone looked very depressed. Who would want to leave home? The pessimistic mood spread, and no one wanted to talk.

Fortunately, the water in the ditch wasn't too muddy, and the children also picked up firewood. Ye Xing quietly mixed in some spring water, and she didn't dare to change it all. She didn't want this secret to be discovered.

"Mother, you can hold Xiao Zhen in the car later, the days are still long, so don't dare to get tired."

"It's okay, the official road is just ahead, the road should be easier to walk,"

It was near noon before they took the official road. The road was full of fleeing people, especially many wounded.

"Sister-in-law Ye, let's go together from our village, so we can have someone to take care of us along the way."

Mrs. Ye nodded quickly. The village head is knowledgeable after all. His family not only has food, but also a lot of food, but there are not many people. There is only one son, but the family has an ox cart, so it is not too embarrassing.

If there is a day when there is no food, there will definitely be robbery, and there will be safety if there are many people.

When passing by the town, it is also full of desolation, ruins and ruins everywhere, not to mention business, there is not even a shadow of a person, it seems that they have already fled.

Grain can't be bought either, Mrs. Ye plans to store food for a few days, and when it gets dark and rests, there is only water to drink.

"Let's save that little ration for the road. I can't walk without strength." Anyway, it's going to bed, and it's okay to be hungry, so I just shared a few grains of wheat with the children.

Ye Xing quietly stuffed his own food into his father's mouth, he pushed the cart, how could he not eat?Relying on the darkness again, all the water was changed.

"The water here is so sweet," the uncle smacked her mouth, and she gulped down the water to fill her stomach. The strange thing was that she was still hungry just now, but she was no longer hungry after two bowls of water.

"Xing'er, the water here is really sweet, let's go get another bucket." Xiaoyue also felt that the water was sweet, and it was the two of them who went there just now, so she wanted to get some more.
"Wait until tomorrow, the bamboo tube is full, and I can't take any more."

She thought to herself, this water is in the space, and it can be drunk at any time. The wheat in the space has already matured, and she is gathering her strength to collect it. I don't know, can she use her mind?
That night, she quietly hid behind a tree and stepped in. The golden ears of wheat had already bowed her head. Ye Xing worked hard to mobilize her mental strength. Half a day later, she opened her eyes in frustration, but there was no reaction at all.

She had no choice but to pick up the sickle, which was hidden in the chaos yesterday. Recalling the memory of the original owner, she reached out and grabbed a handful of straw. Fortunately, the sickle was sharp enough. Although it was very slow, she also took one after a while. The land was not that big.

(End of this chapter)