The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Over there, Yan's second son was searched and collapsed on the ground.

Scared accounted for half of it, and the remaining half was skillful shaking his head.

faint!

confused!

Fortunately, he still remembered his personality, bit the tip of his tongue, and carefully picked up the herbs with a pained face.

The third master sneered at Yan Lao Er, and asked Uncle An: "What is the origin?"

"It's the nephew of my dead wife. The old man in the family is sick. Tian sold his illness and didn't look after him. He went up the mountain to look for him the first year, and asked him to bring some herbs back to sell... and he didn't run a few times." Uncle An said with a smile. Confused.

The third master saw that he said behind his back, thinking he knew the tricks in the middle, and said amusedly: "Old Antou, the older you are, the more you live. You understand that these things are worthless in the mountains. You can sell two of them outside. You This nephew respects you a lot, doesn't he?"

Uncle An's face flushed red, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Haha! That's fine, I'm afraid it will be troublesome for you to earn such a small amount of money in the future."

He waved to the person who brought him, "Let's go!"

Come and go in a hurry.

Everyone looked at the fading fire, slowly disappearing in the forest, their hearts were bitter, and they were about to cry.

"Uncle An!" A mountain man murmured with grief on his face, "I don't want to be a bandit, I don't want to be a bandit..."

"Uncle An, what shall we do?"

"Are you really going to join a gang? Sigh!"

The women were even more weeping.

Hugging her child tightly, she lost her soul.

...

"Third Master, what are we waiting for here?"

"Wait for the shopkeeper."

"You don't believe him?"

"Nonsense! There is an extra outsider out of nowhere. Do you really believe that old Antou is his nephew? Heh! My relatives eat chicken and rabbits, so the belly is so precious?"

"But our brother searched him, and he didn't have a penny on him."

"Think about those things, can you memorize them by yourself?"

hiss!

A few people thought about it, yes!

One can't hold something that old.

Looking at one alone, it is not much, but adding them all together, his few burdens are not enough.

"It's still the third master, our brothers didn't realize it."

"Also, if you pay attention to his hands, he is not a person who digs food in the ground, with thin skin and tender meat." The third master sneered: "It's pretty good at pretending, and he can bend over and be small, but what about us? People in this line of work just practice their eyesight, and if he wants to hide it from me, he may have to practice for a few more years."

"If people come down, we are..." The man gestured towards his neck with his hand.

"Right now, the village is about to employ people. If you know someone, you can bring them back." The third master said coldly.

I didn't say anything later, everyone understands.

If they don't know each other, this forest is their home.

...

"Father!" Yan Yu pulled her father and leaned over, whispering: "We brought a bamboo crossbow."

Yan Laoer patted her little hand, "Don't be afraid, I have a father."

"I'm sorry to surprise you, I'll arrange for someone to take you down the mountain." Uncle An said guiltily.

"Oh!" Yan Laoer sighed: "No one wants to encounter such a thing, and I thank you for covering it up for me, but... If the third master asks me again in the future, what will you say?"

Uncle An said with a bitter face: "Let's just say... let's say you fled from the famine."

Second Yan: "What do you think about what he said about joining the gang?"

The mountain people next to him became restless again when they heard the words.

"Uncle An, let's run."

"I don't want to be a bandit, woo, my father was killed by bandits."

"My aunt's sister was snatched up the mountain by bandits, and she hasn't been heard from again. I don't know if she is dead or alive..."

"Let's run, uncle!"

"Yes! Let's go down the mountain and leave here."

"No matter what you say, you can't join the gang."

...

Uncle An scratched his head and shouted, "Stop arguing!"

"The south is Qishan Mansion, and the drought is severe. How about many people fleeing famine to come here? The north..." He paused, "To go to the north, you have to cross several hills. I can't hide."

"Then fight them!" A young mountain man shouted through gritted teeth.

Several young people responded, but the older ones were silent and looked sad.

"They have knives in their hands! When the knife comes down, our stick can't stop it!" Uncle An mourned.

"Brother Yan, is the drought in Qishan Mansion really that serious?" The person who asked the question showed hope.

But Yan's second answer will disappoint him in the end.

"If it wasn't serious, how could we flee the whole village? We really can't survive! You guys are fine in the mountains, but we haven't seen any water during our journey."

Everyone fell into silence.

"Uncle An, if you really don't want to join the gang, you might as well go with us." Yan Laoer said in a deep voice.

He originally wanted to fool a few guides to help them lead the way, and it would be best to avoid those bandits, iron pots, salt...that was the benefit of his preparations.

Who knew that before he had reached this point, bandits would come to recruit people into their gang.

It can only be said that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Change it runs too fast!

"We have a lot of people, and we have bows and crossbows. If we go on the road together and take care of each other, even if bandits block the way, they will have to figure out whether they can keep us."

When the young mountain folk heard it, their eyes were fiery.

Yan Er and his group looked very difficult to mess with. If they could really walk together, they might get out safely.

Uncle An also came to his mind.

Chuanyunzhai gave them two paths, both of which were dead ends.

As for Yan Er, this is the only way to survive right now.

"What do you all think? Do you all want to leave? We have lived on this mountain for a long time. We built that house and that land bit by bit. Are you willing to let it go?"

"Uncle An, those mountain bandits are too ruthless, what will happen to us if we are in their hands, I dare not even think about it!"

"Yes, Uncle An, let's go with Brother Yan, they are good people!"

"I believe in Brother Yan."

"Since everyone thinks so, then..." He made up his mind and said, "Clean up your belongings!

Be quick, water and food are important, take care of the rest, and let go of what should be left..."

The mountain people all ran home.

Uncle An looked at them and let out a long sigh.

"Uncle An, the matter is already like this, don't think about it anymore, hurry up and clean up, let's go back and report to let my brother and the others prepare.

I thought about squeezing our things together, and I was afraid that two carts would be squeezed in. As for whether it is a donkey cart or a handcart, don't worry, I have to go back and arrange it now. "

Uncle An couldn't be more grateful: "Thank you so much, it's because of us that I'm implicated..."

Yan Laoer interrupted him: "What are you talking about, even if there is no such incident, we have to avoid this encounter. There are several bandits in this mountain, there is no Chuanyun village, and there are other villages. I will tell you from the bottom of my heart. I feel at ease when you come with us, after all you have lived in the mountains for several generations, so it is more convenient to be familiar with this place."

Second watch~

I wanted to make up for the monthly pass today~ Unfortunately, a temporary guest came to my house~

I talked with you for a long time, but there is not enough time~

Let's make it up tomorrow, dears~

PS: Read the article easily, and read this story with Zhai. You have to believe that none of the unlucky ones who can be hit by the platform can live a relaxed life~

Is it a spoiler? o(*￣︶￣*)o