Kuai Chuan: I don’t get along with my family’s golden finger.

Now that they have decided to act together, the old patriarch will naturally not let things like falling behind happen.

During the lunch break, he met Jiang Che.

"Che'er, the old man has something to discuss with you." As soon as everyone stopped, the old patriarch came to the Han family.

"If you have anything to do, old patriarch, just tell me." Jiang Che said.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that several families in the village are experiencing difficulties. They don't have strong labor at home, and now they can't keep up with the team. I just thought about asking those with big livestock to help me and hook up their carts. Behind your car."

"You don't have to hang it all day. You just need to hang it half a day in the afternoon. It won't tire the animals."

The old patriarch hesitated for a moment, then revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Okay, the old patriarch can just arrange this kind of thing directly." He had already spoken. Of course, Jiang Che would not refuse and agreed immediately.

It's just a cart hanging on the back, which is not a problem at all for the horses that have been tempered by him.

If he wasn't afraid of exposing himself, his two donkey carts could be used.

The lunch break is very short, only about an hour before and after. Deducting the time for eating and organizing things, everyone can rest for less than an hour at most.

Before setting off, a grandson of the old patriarch pulled a cart and brought three children to Jiang Che's house.

"Ah Che, these are the grandsons of the Thirteenth Uncle's family. Now there are only three of them left in their family. Please take care of them." The boy who was slightly older than Jiang Che looked at the three children and said to Jiang Che road.

"Thank you, Brother Ache." The eldest brother among the three children stepped forward to express his thanks.

His eyes looking at Jiang Che were filled with gratitude.

"My horse is very powerful, and the cart doesn't weigh too much for the three of you. From now on, you can always hang on the back of my carriage." Jiang Che looked at the three children and then said to them.

The oldest of the three children was only seven or eight years old. They were all skinny and skinny, as if they could fly away in the wind. They had no weight.

"Thank you, Brother Ache, but my younger brother and sister can just take a trolley. I can go by myself." The elder brother's eyes were even more grateful when he heard this, but he did not directly agree, but wanted to leave all opportunities to his younger brothers and sisters.

"Okay, your weight is nothing. It takes more than a month to walk from here to the capital. If you get tired and sick, what will your brothers and sisters do?" Jiang Che interrupted him.

When the elder brother heard this, he lowered his head and said no more.

Jiang Che knew that he had heard it, and said nothing more. He just helped the grandson of the old patriarch's family to tie the cart tightly to the back of the carriage with a rope.

The carts of this era had only two wheels, with walls about one meter high on both sides. There were also removable baffles at the back, but there were only two handles at the front.

It doesn't matter whether you put a rope on the handle to pull it or grab the handlebar cart.

The size of the pallet cart is much smaller than that of normal ox carts and horse-drawn carriages, and the weight is naturally much lighter.

If there are three adults, it will definitely be crowded on the bus.

But it is more than enough for three small children to sit on it.

If they were tired, they could rest against the Che walls on both sides and take a nap.

When it was time to set off, Jiang Che and the others found an extra pendant on the back of their carriage.

But this did not affect the horse's movement at all, and its speed did not slow down at all.

Jiang Che noticed that there were also extra carts behind Jiang's grandfather's carriage, the old patriarch's ox cart, and the two mule carts in the village.

It's just that their animals are not as good as Jiang Che's horses, so they spend most of the time on the cart just pulling luggage.

Others walked beside him. Only when they were too tired to walk would they go to the cart to rest.

But get some rest and you'll be back soon.

Of course, this is only the majority of cases. There are also those who like it and are unwilling to let it go.

Although I can walk on my own, I have to rely on the car.

Even if the car owner said that his animals could not pull so many people, they would not listen and would not get off.

Jiang Che just shook his head when he saw this.

The old patriarch is well-intentioned, but those people may not all appreciate it.

This is only the first day, and the car owner may be able to tolerate it for a while, but as time goes by, trouble may occur.

Just as Jiang Che expected, although the car owners were resentful on the first day, they all tolerated it.

On the second day, when those people wanted to hang their own trucks onto other people's cars, they were directly rejected.

"My family is just a mule, and its strength is not as strong as that of larger animals such as horses and oxen. My own family members don't even dare to ride in the car all day, and I really don't have the strength to help others."

"Besides, we have just started on the road. My mules were tired yesterday. If something really goes wrong, what will we do next?"

The family with the mules said with a cold face.

It's just that he doesn't want to, but the people who took advantage yesterday are unwilling to let go.

Suddenly there was a quarrel between the two sides.

In the end, the old patriarch came forward. After understanding the situation, he reprimanded the greedy family and never mentioned helping them hang the truck again.

All this was seen by Jiang Che and Han Cheng.

"The old patriarch is a sensible person." Han Cheng said, looking at the farce that the old patriarch was doing not far away.

"The old patriarch has always been like this, otherwise he wouldn't have such high prestige in the clan." Jiang Che said.

"That's true." Han Cheng nodded, and then looked at Jiang Che: "Your riding skills are good, you don't look like you haven't practiced before."

He has always been curious about Jiang Che and never misses any opportunity to explore.

It's just that he only asked about irrelevant things, and would change the subject after being rejected without getting angry. Jiang Che was quite disgusted with his behavior.

After all, Han Cheng also gave him an excuse to go to Beijing. For this reason, Jiang Che could tolerate some of the other party's temptations.

On the third day after setting off, the group met other refugees fleeing the famine.

The situation of those people was much worse than Jiang Che and his party.

Not to mention the tatters on their clothes, each one of them was skinny and skinny, looking very miserable.

When those people saw Jiang Che and his party, especially when they saw the luggage in their car, their eyes glowed green.

But when they saw Han Cheng's armed guards and the strong men in the village, none of them had the courage to take action.

Although there were many of them, they were all in groups, and they were wary and hostile to each other. They were no match for Jiang Che and his party.

You know, although Hanjiacun is not a big place, there are still hundreds of households.

This also includes many whose grandparents and grandchildren have stayed together for generations.

Calculated this way, there are still several hundred people.

With so many people gathered together, no one would dare to provoke them easily.