Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

After packing up everything, Zhang Wu led the horse and slowly followed the villagers. Song Shiwei did not get on the carriage. The mountain road was uneven and the carriage was too bumpy, so it was better to walk.

It was still dark at this time, and every few people in the village lit a torch, so walking on the mountain road was very slow. Song Shiwei also lit a torch and walked behind Zhang Wu, just enough for him to see the mountain road clearly.

After walking for an hour, it was already dawn and everyone reached the middle area of ​​the mountain.

As we walked in, we saw a lot of lush trees and many wild animals. Of course, the large wild animals were basically found deep in the mountains, so we walked very carefully.

A hunter in the village was looking for a place to rest ahead, and at the same time checking whether there were any dangerous wild animals around. After walking for another hour, some of the villagers could not bear it anymore, especially the elderly and children, whose faces all turned pale.

"Village Chief, can we take a break? We really can't walk any more."

"Yes, village chief, we adults can still hold on, but the children at home can't bear it anymore."

Not only were the people hungry and tired, but even the livestock in the village were panting heavily.

Huang Changyuan glanced at everyone and waved his hand: "Hold on a little longer, and we can have a good rest when we find a suitable place. This is deep in the mountains and forests, not at home. We can't predict when wild animals will jump out. Let's go quickly."

When the villagers heard about the wild beasts, they stopped complaining. The children who couldn't bear it took turns carrying them, and the elderly who couldn't bear it took turns carrying them on their backs, for fear that if they stopped, a wild beast would come out and eat them.

After a while, the hunter who had gone to explore the road ahead came back with a smile on his face, pointing ahead: "Village chief, I found a water source ahead, which should come from an underground river. That place is very suitable for everyone to rest. I also checked the surrounding environment and found no traces of large wild animals. It should be safe."

As soon as these words came out, the people in Dahe Village became excited.

Huang Changyuan's pale face also showed a smile, and he waved his hand supported by his eldest son: "Okay, okay, we finally found it. I think everyone heard it. We can stop and rest soon. Let's hurry up and get on with our journey."

This time, the village chief didn't need to say much. The villagers suddenly became energetic and walked faster and faster, thinking that they would be able to rest soon and couldn't wait to walk faster.

Song Shiwei was not very tired. When she was hungry on the road, she secretly took out some sesame cakes from the space and gave two to Zhang Wu. They drank them with iced drinks, which made them feel refreshed and full.

The hunter chose an excellent location, with a small river, a large open space around it, and dense trees on all sides.

When they arrived, Huang Changyuan waved his hand and said, "Rest here for the afternoon. Everyone can do what they need to do. Just don't get too close to the water source, and especially keep an eye on your children."

"Village Chief, we know."

"Don't worry, village chief."

Seeing that everyone had listened, Huang Changyuan nodded with satisfaction. As soon as he turned around, he met the hunter from the village and immediately raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? Can't you rest?"

Chen Qiang carried a homemade bow and arrow on his back, smiling innocently, "You're right. I really can't rest. I was thinking about finding an open space to rest before. I saw a lot of wild animals along the way but didn't kill them. I'm itching to get started."

Huang Changyuan had an expression of 'I knew it' on his face. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the people who were sitting or lying down as soon as they stopped. He waved his hands helplessly: "You can go, but there is only one request. Go early and come back early, and don't go too deep."

Chen Qiang nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, Village Chief, we will definitely go there early and come back early. If we can catch them, we will catch them. If we can't catch them, we will pick some wild vegetables and bring them back. Don't worry."

Huang Changyuan didn't want to worry, but there were only a few good hunters in the village. It took them several hours to find a place to stay. They didn't have much food left. If they were not allowed to go out and hunt some wild animals, everyone would be worried. In order to calm the villagers, he had to let them go.

As soon as Chen Qiang got the village chief's consent, he immediately turned around and returned to his brothers. Facing their expectant eyes, Chen Qiang grinned and said, "The village chief has agreed, but we must go early and come back early, so as not to make the village chief and his family worry. This time, no matter whether we can hunt wild animals or not, we are not allowed to be greedy. If we can obey, we will go."

Everyone agreed.

The old hunter Liu Dong called his eldest son to him, and stroked the bow and arrow in his hand with a loving look on his face, saying in a deep voice: "This place is not like the mountains in the village. We are not familiar with this area. I know you want to go with your uncle Qiang. Dad doesn't object to you, but you also have to pay attention to safety. Don't rush to the front if anything happens. Think more about your mother, your wife and children. Of course, I'm not saying that I won't let you help. If you really encounter trouble, it's okay to lend a hand under the premise of your own safety."

Liu Daming: "Dad, don't worry, I know everything. I'll go ask Brother Zhang Wu if he wants to go. If he comes with you, you should be relieved."

Liu Dong glared at him and said, "Don't always rely on others for everything. Zhang Wu is good at martial arts because of his ability. I asked you to follow him more before, but I didn't want you to rely on others."

"Yes, yes, you want me to learn some skills from him. I know that."

Liu Dong sighed, met his eldest son's shining eyes, and reluctantly handed the bow and arrow to him. After a pause, he couldn't help but remind him: "Take good care of it. This is an old friend of your father and me."

Liu Daming's eyes were almost glued to the bow and arrow. In the past, he would be scolded by his father if he wanted to touch it at home. This time, he could finally own the item he had longed for for a long time, so he made repeated promises after hearing the words.

The few people who were going to go hunting with Chen Qiang this time were all talking to their family members, and they couldn't help but give them a lot of instructions. After all, people are always panicky and uneasy in unfamiliar environments.

When Liu Daming came over to ask Zhang Wushi, Song Shiwei saw that he was interested and nodded to let him go. However, hunting was secondary. The main thing was to keep an eye on them and observe the character of these people carefully.

Two older hunters, along with their sons and young men from various families, a dozen people headed into the forest. The rest of the villagers also began to set up tents and build stone stoves.

Before leaving, Zhang Wu quickly set up Song Shiwei's tent. If he hadn't been driven away, he would have even wanted to cook before leaving.

"Mr. Song, my father asked me to help."

Song Shiwei was busy selecting stones for building a stove when a clear voice sounded behind him. He looked up and saw Huang Changyuan's little daughter, her eyes still filled with excitement.

Song Shi was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Thank you, Miss Huang, but I don't need any help here."

Although Huang Ying was a little disappointed, she had been warned by her father before coming here, so she smiled and said, "I am sorry for disturbing you, if you need anything, just tell my father. Young Master Zhang went hunting with the uncles in the village, and my father is worried about you being alone."

Since it was a good intention, Song Shiwei appreciated it and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

They are all villagers now, but they still pay attention to the separation of men and women. Huang Ying is in her prime, about the same age as Song Shiwei, who looks fifteen or sixteen years old. She is most afraid of being misunderstood, so when she sees that he really doesn't need help, she leaves very readily.