Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 32 Farewell
The post station was overcrowded, and a group of majestic soldiers lined the official road. Among them were all strong men who had been drafted to fight in the south.

The conscripted young men were arranged into neat squares, some were old and some were young, and some might be the same age as Mr. Wang.

Counting down, there are 32 townships in their Mengtang Township, with a population of 5 to [-], and about [-] people have been expropriated.

The hillside roads on both sides of the official road are crowded with family members seeing off, which is quite spectacular.

Soldiers stood on both sides. If anyone dared to come close, they would immediately draw their swords and confront them, scaring the people so much that they dared not say a word.

The wheels of the carriage were turning, and a man with a big belly got out of the carriage, with a fat head and fat ears, and the belt of the green official uniform was loose.

He got off the carriage by stepping on the stool, but with a click of one leg of the stepping stool, a piece of wood flew to Li Zhenxiang's feet.

An Ran looked at this piece of wood with her small head, how heavy it was, the stool bears the weight it shouldn't bear.

"My lord, be careful!"

Thanks to the stable chassis, I didn’t lose my temper, I just scolded the people below for not doing things well.

An Ran guessed that this man was the county magistrate. His belly was probably full of suet, and he was stronger and fatter than the pigs she raised.

The idea of ​​arresting this time came from a middle-aged master next to him. Seeing that the effect was good, he was very satisfied.

The officers and soldiers who came from the post station were different from the servants in the yamen. They had murderous intent all over their bodies. Just looking at each other would make them feel cold all over.

These officers and soldiers were probably from the barracks. They had been on the battlefield, and only the bodies and hearts of iron men remained.

The county magistrate flattered and approached the leading soldier. This was the deputy general of the Iron-Blooded Army. From a second-grade military attache, he could easily see him.

The Changpo Road in Mengtang Town was surrounded by people who saw off, and no one dared to act rashly to send things or get close.

You must know that blood was spattered on the spot just now, which is equivalent to killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, so that the remaining people will not dare to act rashly.

The Wang family crowded beside the road. Wang Yonglin and Lu Fengping stood on the outside of the team, holding bundles in their hands. They were about to set off.

An Ran looked at the man who usually stood up to her. He had dark skin, deep dimples on both sides of his cheeks when he smiled, and had an upright and upright temperament.

Her silly father, I hope he put away those life-saving things, don't be soft-hearted.

An Ran looked carefully at the soldier with thick eyebrows and starry eyes. He was very young, and he could tell that he was only in his 20s. His facial lines were resolute, his eyes were like the light of a sword, and his starry eyes were powerful.

An Ran felt more comforted. Such an iron-blooded general seemed to be brave and resourceful, and would not be a mess. At least there was discipline in the army.

The sky was filled with sand, and the cold sun hidden in the clouds was as light as the moon. The long team gradually moved away and gradually turned into a black spot.

The county master stood in the crowd to appease the people, speaking self-righteous "heartfelt words".

"Don't be sad, the fourth brother will come back well, let's go home."

The women comforted each other and felt sad for Zhenxiang, just waiting for busy days to kill their missing.

"I don't know what's going on with Cuiying?"

You must know that her family suffered the most serious losses. Each son has just been independent for a few years, which is equivalent to arresting all the men in the family.

An Ran decided in her heart that she would help everyone make more money. If conditions allowed, they would move their family to the place where the war was taking place and guard her father.

Everyone in the streets and alleys has a sad look on their faces, and this New Year's Day will be deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Back home, Fang Cuiying was crying so hard, the rest of Fang's family now are old and weak, women and children, not to mention whether the men will be able to return, the whole family has no pillars, how will they live in the future.

Father Wang was sitting under the eaves, looking at the sky in a trance.

An Ran looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding.

The night of the first day of the Lunar New Year was supposed to be lively and lively, visiting relatives and friends, but the Wang family rolled up their sleeves and started working.

The boys took off their new clothes, folded them neatly, and put on their old clothes to help with work.

An Ran took out a lot of things that she grew this time, and she has to work harder recently, with a liver farm level.

"Dad, these... things."

The hut of the Wang family is filled with all kinds of agricultural products, most of which are wheat and rice.

It's not that Enron doesn't shell rice and wheat for everyone. Her processing plant requires [-] experience points and [-] gold coins to build.

The harvested agricultural products are in the same way in the warehouse, and now the gold coins on the panel are all in single digits.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bought props to punish those annoying people last time. What a waste of my money!

An Ran calculated that as long as she worked here for ten hours a day, she would be able to own a small factory in about three months and process agricultural products.

Liu Chunlan led her family to classify things. Although they were shocked, they were able to bear the occasional good things at home.

"These things and our family's secrets are not allowed to be told to anyone."

Everyone nodded very seriously, it was too late for them to hide such a big treasure.

"The children must keep it a secret. The children keep their mouths loose, for fear of being tricked by others."

The Wang family has only one goal now, and that is to make money, because that all requires money.

Fang Cuiying put out all her energy. Her family needed her help, especially her mother. She wanted to move back to take care of her mother.

The grinding mill keeps turning, the rice pounding bucket makes a thumping sound, and the knife hits the cutting board with the sound of cutting noodles.

These voices are the voices that An Ran can hear every day. Since the first day of the new year, the adults in their family have not been idle for a moment.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the willow buds are taking out a little green sprouts.

An Ran walked unsteadily while holding on to the stool at home, her foot became unsteady, and she almost fell down.

Wen Zhuo had quick hands and quick eyes, and protected her front and back with his hands.

She is learning how to walk recently, but every time she becomes unsteady and falls down.

"Chang Yi, go get the seeds."

An old couple walked outside the house, it was the lady next door.

"Grandma Hua, Grandpa Lu, drink water."

Wenbo took his own bowl and poured a bowl of cold water from the kettle.

"Grandpa went to get grass in the field, I'll call him." Wenhua jumped out of the threshold like a monkey.

Grandma Hua touched Wenbo's head and looked at Fubao next to her.

"You Fu Niu Niu, you have grown so big, you are really blessed to grow up, you are so beautiful!"

"Old man, what did you say about the doll that Changyi's family raised? It was so well raised. Ping'er was as thin as a monkey when he was his age. I don't know how it is now. You said that we will write a letter to the village chief later. Can you send it over?"

Old Man Lu nodded, yes, two months have passed.

"Come on, grandma give Fu Niuniu a hug."

An Ran took small steps and staggered toward Granny Hua's arms.

You must know that all the boys in the Wang family, including her, were delivered by Granny Hua, even the big guys in the Wang family, especially Wang Yonglin, who almost died of dystocia at the time, and kept the mother and child safe.

I don't know if it's because of the midwives, but my child is weak, I only conceived one in my thirties, and since then it has been a single seedling.

The two families are closer than others, and Lu Fengping plays well with the Wang brothers.

An Ran looked at the two old men with kind eyes and kind eyes, and smiled very kindly, it was obvious that she liked her very much.

(End of this chapter)