Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 42 Disaster
The days of early spring are getting warmer and warmer, and the warm sun moistens all corners.

An Ran's thick cotton-padded jacket has been put away and she is wearing a quilted pony jacket.

There is an old peach tree outside the yard, which still survived the baptism of the flood last year, and now it has sprouted green shoots.

Xiaohua cubs teach them how to climb trees and how to catch food under the peach tree every day.

"Little flower cub, it's time to eat fish."

Wenbo is holding a wooden basin, inside is a small white strip, a small fish that does not grow in the river, as slender as a little finger.

An Ran squatted beside the water basin and fished out the fish swimming nimbly inside.

The little flower cub looked anxiously, stretched out the cat's paw and fished it out into the basin. He fished out one fish at a time, and the little fish he fished out was snatched and eaten by the cats before they even bounced on the ground.

An Ran stroked the little flower cub's hair, the hair was smooth, soft and dense, different from when she first saw it.

The little flower cub often brings his cub here to eat and drink, as if this is his own home. After eating and drinking, he will lie under the tree and bask in the sun.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, his sleeves are wet."

Fang Cuiying saw Fu Bao playing in the water and used her whole hand to catch fish in the basin.

It's just not so cold in the early spring, and the clothes are still warm.

An Ran didn't feel it yet, when she raised her hand, water dripped on her sleeve.

"You brat, who told you to use this basin to hold fish, it will stink after washing your clothes."

"Got it, I'll wash it up later." Wen Hua took Wen Bo to pick out the little fish.

"Mom, when will brother come back?"

Wenbo trotted up to Zhang Guihua. His brothers had all gone to study, and no one at home took him to play around.

Liu Chunlan was busy cooking, and it was almost noon, and she had to deliver food to the people in the field.

"Go and wash the pot, and fill it with water for Grandpa and the others later."

The two people who were assigned to the task went to work happily.

Li Aling has fed a group of chickens and is about to feed rabbits with rabbit grass.

Huh?Why is this rabbit biting its fur?
Li Aling squatted beside the cage, and the rabbit tore off the fur with its mouth and piled it in the corner of the cage.

"Auntie, what's wrong with the rabbit? It keeps biting its own fur."

Zhang Guihua looked at the cage to see if there were fleas on the rabbit.

When Zhang Guihua opened the cage, the rabbit was very restless and almost bit her hand.

"Don't touch it, it's about to give birth."

"Are you going to give birth?"

Zhang Osmanthus thought it was spring, and the rabbit grass had grown and grown strong.

"It's pulling its fur to make a nest. There may be a litter of rabbits tonight. This rabbit is so diligent that it will give birth to litters several times a year."

"Our family will have many little rabbits again."

Wen Hua and Wen Yuan squatted beside the cage. How did the rabbit give birth?

"Both of you, go grab a bowl and eat."

Liu Chunlan didn't care about the child's curiosity, otherwise he would definitely ask endless questions later.

Father Wang took his sons to work in the field. They had to weed the paddy field and turn over the soil below.

This is a laborious job. After the paddy fields are replanted, the cultivated rice seedlings can be planted.

If you plant melons, you will reap beans. In addition to the big crop of rice, the winter wheat they planted last year has turned green.

If you take good care of it, the whole stalk will be strong and strong when it is heading and blooming.

"Uncle Wang, your family has delivered food."

Father Wang looked up, it was noon so soon.

"Changyi, it's time to eat."

Cao Defa crossed two field ridges, sat beside him, and grabbed a grass root.

Father Wang ate with a big mouthful, stopped his chopsticks and tapped the side of the bowl, shaking the rice grains from the chopsticks into the bowl.

"Changyi, I heard today that Chang Tao was defeated. Seventy-seven or eighty-eight of the hundred thousand soldiers died."

Father Wang slammed his hands with chopsticks. After losing the battle, Changtao still fell.

"Oh~ I don't know if my son is still alive."

A person who is over half a hundred years old is confused about the years.

Seventy-seven or eighty-eight of the 10 people died. The losses were so serious.

"The news you heard!"

"It came out of the Yamen. I heard it was lost."

"It's lost! Impossible!" Father Wang stood up abruptly. Changtao is the defense line in the south. If he doesn't defend it, he will be driven straight in soon.

They are in the middle of several big countries, and if the south falls, they will be eaten up and divided.

"Father, did you really lose the war? The fourth brother..."

Wang Yonglin is talking about it now, so many people have died, it may be more or less auspicious.

"Village head! It's not good! Someone rebelled!"

It was Wang Tieniu who came running, and he was in a panic, gasping for breath while talking.

"Speak slowly, what is the uprising?"

Both Cao Defa and Father Wang stood up in shock, what kind of righteousness is this?
"It's not ours. Someone from Qingyi in the upper reaches of the Changshui River rode into the mansion with a knife on horseback. There were a lot of people."

"Oh! We can't keep here."

"What's the situation over there now?"

Wang Tieniu propped his hands on his knees, and said loudly: "I don't know what's going on. I heard that there is a lot of chaos there. I don't know where so many people come from. They are all skilled in kung fu."

It was too late for the peasants to plant, so they hurried home.

What an uprising!Even if someone wants to rebel, what kind of shit is that!

Father Wang is barefoot, and his grandchildren are still studying in Mengtang.

"Go get the kid back first."

Mengtang is not far from Qingyi and is located downstream. It can be reached by boat in an hour.

An Ran was placed in a basket by her mother, and the other side was filled with various life-saving items.

Wang Yongye took a shortcut with the boys in the school and prepared to join everyone.

Liu Chunlan locked the cellar at home and covered the outside entrance with a pile of firewood.

"These rabbits are going to give birth to babies if they do this!"

"It doesn't matter at this time, go to the mountains and hide for a while."

Cao Defa did not organize everyone together, too many people and too many goals.

"Aunt Hua, how are you doing?"

Granny Hua was carrying a bundle in her hand, which contained some grain.

"Come with us."

The two old people nodded again and again, and went to hide in the mountains first, and then looked at the situation outside.

As if sensing something, Xiao Hua Zai followed behind with Zai Zi.

Wang Yongan was carrying baskets, with An Ran on one side and various things on the other.

There are many more things in An Ran's arms, surrounding her.

Wang Yongping walked very steadily, thanks to the many jobs he does on weekdays, such a burden is not heavy at all.

"Dad, have the boys been picked up? Do you think Brother Ye can pick them up?"

Fang Cuiying was worried about the children. They were in the county and Qiu Ming Mountain was remote, so receiving news would be slow.

"Here they are, where are they!" Liu Chunlan hugged her son excitedly.

"Why did you arrive before us?"

Wang Yongye said with a smile: "I used to fish and hunt birds in the wild, so I know where there is a shortcut."

The boys were ashamed. There was no shortcut for the second uncle, so he had to climb a steep hill to get there.

"Okay, let's take shelter in the mountains first and make plans when the situation outside becomes clearer."

"Dad, there is chaos in the town outside. I heard that the bandits at the top of Qingyi River are the ones who rebelled."

"The imperial court squeezed the people too much, and many places could not produce food, so some people took refuge in bandits."

Father Wang had heard about these bandits, but they didn't harm this poor place.

They make a living by robbing passing merchant ships, and small boats passing by must pay protection fees.

Especially in recent years, it has become more and more rampant, and the number of gangs has continued to grow, which is also a serious problem for Qingyi County.

(End of this chapter)