Three thousand miles in exile

No one knew what the four of them talked about in Song Yijun's room that day, only Liu Xueyuan and Song Yijun became preoccupied and sighed from time to time.

"Husband, what happened?" Zhao asked worriedly.

Liu Xueyuan hesitated to speak several times, but finally turned into a sigh.

He finally gave in. Liu Zhan has paid too much for this family. As long as he is sincerely willing, Liu Xueyuan can't bear to make trouble with his son.

It's just that there are inevitably knots in my heart.

What Song Yijun lamented was that the Song family was about to die out. Although they could find sidelines to succeed them, they were outsiders after all, how could they be so caring with the blood of their own direct relatives.

And Liu Xueyi's room started arguing again early in the morning, and Liu Yuexin made a fuss about going to see Chen Gong early in the morning.

"What's the matter?" Liu Xueli turned around and came back, but everyone had their own troubles.

The snow was so thick today that it was difficult to walk outside.

In the yard, Butler Liu was instructing his servants to seal the corridor with wooden straw curtains.

In this way, even if there is a heavy snowfall, it will not flow into the corridor. Of course, snow removal must be organized every day, and the snow on the roof must be knocked down, so as not to accumulate more and collapse the roof.

In Song Fenglin's study in the Liu family's backyard.

"Why are you ignoring me again?" Liu Zhan said helplessly.

Song Fenglin sat cross-legged in front of the low table to practice calligraphy and meditate. Liu Zhan finally got annoyed by being rubbed against each other.

"How can you spread out all the things at once, and those properties I just hold for you temporarily, and I don't keep them for myself." Song Fenglin was very angry.

Liu Zhan hugged him with a smile. "Yes, why would you want my family's wealth? You must be greedy for my beauty."

Song Fenglin was so angry that he kicked this shameless bandit leader. "roll!"

Liu Zhan held on tightly. "Look how good it is to talk about it now, we don't have to hide it anymore."

"Of course not!" Song Fenglin was afraid that Liu Zhan would spread it everywhere, so he immediately said seriously. "As long as you and my father know about this matter, it is absolutely not allowed to spread it at home!"

As long as he can coax people well, Liu Zhan naturally agreed. "We don't live at home all year round, they won't know, I promise."

Although Liu Zhan promised again and again, but which time did not "leave the wind" afterwards, thinking of Song Fenglin, he felt angry.

"Why did you promise me before? You agreed not to tell others, but now everyone in your camp doesn't know!" Song Fenglin kicked him again angrily.

"That's because our true feelings were seen. It doesn't count. I didn't do it on purpose." Liu Zhan had an innocent and reckless face. When Song Fenglin kicked him, he hugged the kicked foot and kneaded it.

"Go away!"

"No."

Liu Zhan hugged him with a playful smile, tugging and rolling on the kang for a while.

"Get up!" Song Fenglin's face turned red with anger, he was really angry.

The main reason is that Liu Zhan is too irritating, and it's nothing more than recognizing a husband and wife in private. How can he talk nonsense in front of the elders, asking for a man and a wife? Only Liu Zhan can speak so confidently.

How could Liu Zhan not know what Song Fenglin was angry about, he bit Song Fenglin's round ear and whispered in his ear: "I just want to tell your father not to think about finding a wife for you all day long, you are mine."

Song Fenglin was really angry and helpless.

In the afternoon, the sky began to snow again.

"Miss, where are you going? Come on, stop it!" Butler Liu's voice came from outside the house.

"I'm going to Chen Gongna, I can't stay in this house any longer." Liu Yuexin cried.

"Miss, how do you think this heavy snow is taller than a person?" Steward Liu tried to persuade him. "The second master is just angry, don't do stupid things."

Then the voices of the Zhao family, the Li family, and the Xiao Liu family came, and all the female relatives came to persuade her.

"Get up, go and have a look." Song Fenglin pushed.

"No." Liu Zhan hugged him tightly.

It was warm under the blanket, and Liu Zhan's bare chest was like a hot iron plate, which could make people sweat.

In the afternoon, Liu Zhan locked the door and made a fuss, and the two fell asleep not long after.

"You go and talk about it, maybe she will listen." Song Fenglin's forehead was covered with sweat, and he wanted to stay away, but he was dragged back the next moment.

"How does the girl in Huaichun make sense? She's already fascinated." Liu Zhan propped his head up.

How could anyone say that about his sister, Song Fenglin was upset.

"Why, I'm not wrong." Liu Zhan pinched his ear beads to play. "What is first love, do you understand?"

What nonsense were these words, Song Fenglin ignored him, Liu Zhan lowered his head and bit his ear. "When we were young, we fell in love with each other at first sight. This is called first love."

Song Fenglin had never heard of first love, so as the name suggests, he could still understand it. He thought it should be an indecent word.

But when Liu Zhan whispered in his ear that this was their first love, Song Fenglin felt numb in half of his ears.

At the end, Song Fenglin finally came to his senses, he was deceived again.

"How could I fall in love with you at first sight!"

Liu Zhan laughed out loud.

Although it is a little lonely in the house every day, the winter days pass quickly, and the end of the year is coming soon.

Now that the life of the Liu family is better, ancestor worship is a big deal, and the rituals are the same every year, and this year is no different.

Due to the heavy snowfall, there were fewer guests who came to pay New Year's greetings this year, and the entire Liu family spent the Spring Festival in peace.

Liu Zhan cats in Song Fenglin's house every day, and occasionally brings Liu Mingcong and Liu Youning with him.

In the afternoon of this day, the two children were writing and reciting books, Song Fenglin was making tea, and Liu Zhan was chatting on the kang, not to mention Song Fenglin's mother and sister who will be reunited next spring.

"What? Your sister is only 11 years old this year?" Liu Zhan's exclamation almost knocked off the roof.

Song Fenglin corrected Liu Youning's words and said lightly. "Didn't I tell you?"

"No!" Liu Zhan regained his energy.

"Before our family's accident happened, it happened to be Xi'er's third birthday. My mother thought that my grandfather and grandmother had never met before, so she brought Xi'er back to the hometown to visit relatives." Song Fenglin explained.

Speaking of mother and younger sister Song Fenglin looked gentle. "According to the Spring Festival, I should be 12 years old, and I don't know how it is going."

"You are so good-looking, your sister must be good." Liu Zhan already had an idea in his mind, he got up and caught Liu Mingcong and lifted the child up.

"Do you think this kid is not bad? Is he just about the same age as your sister?"

Liu Mingcong's appearance followed that of the Zhao family, and his appearance was somewhat more handsome than Liu Zhan's.

"Cong'er is certainly not bad." Song Fenglin smiled, and he couldn't figure out what Liu Zhan had in mind.

"It's just the right age for a third-year girl to hold a gold brick!" Liu Zhan was very happy. "Fenglin, let's get married."

"Huh?" Song Fenglin was stunned.

"Your sister can marry my brother!" Liu Zhan said as he got off the kang to put on his shoes.

"After I have a child, I will adopt one to you, so I don't have to look for any descendants of the Song family, and it would be best to pass on the inheritance you and I have made to your sister and my brother."

Before, Liu Zhan always thought that the younger sister of the Song family would be fourteen or fifteen years old, not to mention seventeen or eighteen, so she never thought about it. Now she knew how old she was.

"I'm going to find my father and propose marriage to your family!" Liu Zhan was out of the house in a blink of an eye and Song Fenglin couldn't help shouting.

General Liu acted resolutely, and came outside Liu Xueyuan's house like a gust of wind.

"father!!"

Liu Xueyuan was smoking a dry cigarette, when he heard Liu Zhanzhong's angry shout, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the cigarette in his hand on the ground.

After that time, Liu Xueyuan was frightened by his son, for fear that he would do something shocking to the world.

In the room, Mrs. Zhao was working as a female celebrity, seeing her son's eyes full of tenderness. "Come here to warm up, it's too cold outside."

"Father! Song's younger sister is only 12 years old after the new year, which happens to be about the same age as Cong'er. Our two families can get married!" Liu Zhan said as soon as he entered the door.

Both Liu Xueyuan and Zhao were stunned.

The brazier in the room was burning vigorously, Liu Zhan strode in and sat down on the chair facing the brazier. "I didn't know the age of Song's younger sister before, but now I heard Fenglin talk about it."

"If it's really only three years older than Cong'er, it is indeed a very good marriage." It was Zhao who was the first to react. "I've been worried that Cong'er will only be able to marry a small family in the future. It would be great if she could."

"Why can't it be done?" Liu Zhan said. "The Song family is in the same situation as ours. Now that our family is the same on Qiyun Mountain, where else can we find someone more suitable than us?"

The more Zhao thought about it, the happier she became.

A family like the Song family is impeccable, and more importantly, Miss Song was raised in Siyang Lin's family before she was brought to northern Xinjiang. A hundred times stronger.

The more Zhao thought about it, the happier she became. "Husband, I think it is feasible. If it can be done, it will be settled. Cong'er is also nine years old and will be married in a few years."

Liu Xueyuan smoked the dry cigarette, nodded repeatedly, and his eyes were shining.

He was worried that his stupid son had given everything to his sweetheart, and now it was all right, if he could succeed, he would be a family.

"Father, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. You should go get engaged to Uncle Song now, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Liu Zhan also suggested that if you settle down earlier, Song Fenglin and Song Yi can relax.

"That's true, I'll discuss it with Brother Song right now." Liu Xueyuan was also anxious, and the father and son coincided with each other.

"By the way, there is also the issue of adoptive heirs." Liu Zhan reminded.

"Of course there is no problem." Liu Xueyuan knew about Song Fenglin's physical condition and Liu Zhan's plan.

The sudden tacit understanding between father and son made Mrs. Zhao confused.

Mrs. Zhao still doesn't know about the matter between Liu Zhan and Song Fenglin, and Mrs. Zhao has been shrouded in a faint haze over the matter of fate.The ancients believed in the fate of the gods, and they were both sad and helpless about it. The marriage made Mrs. Zhao smile immediately.

"Marriage?" Song Yijun was very surprised.

"If our two families can get married, we can choose one of the grandchildren born in the future to be adopted by Feng Lin, so that the whole blood of the Song family will be complete."

When Liu Xueyuan mentioned adoptive children, Song Yijun was so touched that he didn't know what to do.

"Brother Liu doesn't think we have no one in the Song family, so my little daughter will be the one to climb up."

"What are you talking about? Our two families have established a good relationship between Qin and Jin, and we will get closer together." Liu Xueyuan laughed loudly, and finally passed that hurdle in his heart.

On the day of Liu Song's marriage, I asked the old lady for instructions, and the old lady was very happy when she heard that, she took out her jade pendant and handed it to Song Yijun as a token on the spot.

This jade pendant was the only dowry brought out by the old lady hidden in her underwear back then, it was of extraordinary significance, one can imagine how satisfied she was with this marriage.

On the same day, the Liu family held a family banquet and opened the ancestral hall to tell the ancestors, and the matter was settled.

In this way, Liu Mingcong had an extra fiancée. Knowing that his fiancée would be reunited in northern Xinjiang after the spring, Liu Mingcong felt like a deer in his heart.

The heavy winter snow in northern Xinjiang did not really come until the end of the first lunar month.

The gazebo in the backyard of the Liu family finally collapsed under the load, and the strong wind mixed with heavy snow, howling intermittently for a month.

The weather is so bad, Liu Zhan and Song Fenglin are not in the mood of Maodong, and they only hope that the disasters in various places will not be too serious.

Just in the snowstorm, Li Xiaolian's daughter-in-law gave birth to a daughter last night. The mother and daughter were safe and sound, and the Liu family had another younger generation. The family was full of excitement.

The female family members were all busy helping to take care of the newborns, and the housekeeper took the strong men to climb out to clear the snow on the roof, so as not to accumulate more and collapse the house.

In previous years, the mountain was only waist-deep in heavy snow, and you can still keep in touch with each family if you walk slowly. This year, the heavy snow completely submerged the houses and every household lost contact. I don’t know how the people spend the winter.

There was worry in Liu Zhan's eyes, and he hoped that the casualties would not be too heavy.

This year, the harsh winter in northern Xinjiang came, and countless people from all over the country, including Yan Kingdom, froze to death and starved to death. Even thousands of soldiers in the Northern Army camp could not stand the severe cold and froze to death.

Compared with other places in northern Xinjiang, the casualty situation in the six counties of Cenzhou is much better.

After three months, the heavy snow gradually melted, and Liu Zhan and Song Fenglin went down the mountain non-stop to organize rescue efforts.

Along the way down the mountain, eight villages in the ten li and eight villages like Tongtian Peak were not affected much because of their wealth. After going out of Wuyuan County to Huangzhuling on Guanmao Peak, the disaster was shocking.

The houses of the poor people are covered with fences and mud, and ordinary heavy snow will not hinder them, but such heavy snow cannot hold them at all, and people cannot live if the houses collapse.

"Pass down our military order to order half of the troops from the left and right barracks to assist the government servants in investigating the victims, and the corpses must be gathered before the warm spring." Liu Zhan ordered decisively.

He frowned, and he was more worried about whether there would be an epidemic after the spring.

General Qi Yun gave an order, and the left and right barracks moved to search and rescue the villages.

Some families survived without any survivors, while others survived tenaciously in their ruined homes. Every day, various situations were passed on to the two of them.

"Gather the homeless people first, and build some thatched huts, as long as they can shelter from the wind and rain." Liu Zhan gave another instruction.

Qiyun Mountain is still cold at the end of March and early April, and sometimes there is even sleet at night.

The rescue work is still going on. Due to the accumulation of snow in winter and the avalanches after the snow melts in spring, large areas of some villages have been destroyed. The bad news can be described as one after another.

After the victims gathered, they soon faced new problems.

Liu Cheng's face was troubled, and he struggled several times before he could speak. "Mr. Song, if we have to supply the food in our stockpile to the victims, I'm afraid it won't be enough for the military. The newly purchased food will take two months to arrive."

It is easy to collect people, but difficult to feed them.

Song Fenglin supported his forehead with a headache.

This disaster can be said to be the first test under Liu Zhan's rule. If it is not handled properly, the people's hearts that have finally been gathered because of the New Deal will be wiped out.

"The people have to live." Song Fenglin murmured.

After a long silence, he finally made a decision.

"Using rice bran and millet bran mixed into coarse grains to make porridge and distribute it to the victims..." Song Fenglin's eyes were heavy. "Live first."

Liu Cheng nodded, thinking of something, hesitated for a while before asking. "Do you want to ask the general?"

"Let me explain to Liu Zhan." Song Fenglin raised his head with firm eyes. "You go and arrange it."

Coarse grain porridge boiled with chaff is naturally not deadly, and it can also fill the stomach, but it is like a blunt knife scraping the throat. Eating these things is just to survive, and the victims have no choice.

Liu Zhan looked at the rice bran coarse grain porridge in front of him and was silent for a long time.

Liu Zhan felt ashamed that he was defeated without starving to death under his own rule. It turns out that this is the feeling of shame.

The six counties of Cenzhou are really poor, and it is not easy to support the Cenzhou army. There is no surplus food on weekdays.

The victims were all hungry, but they couldn't wait for Liu Cheng to go to Hanzhong to buy grain and then come back. If they bought grain from the local tyrants in Cenzhou, no amount of money would be enough to feed so many mouths.

People's livelihood, military supplies, food, everything is difficult.

"Let's do it this way, live first." Liu Zhan said in a low voice.

Song Fenglin nodded, turned around and went out to make arrangements. When he came back, Liu Zhan had already gone out, and the bowl of rice bran and coarse grain porridge on the table was clean.

Everything is meaningless if you can't live. Only by living can you look forward to a good life.

Every township in the six counties of Cenzhou has a disaster relief site to distribute rice chaff and coarse grain porridge, and many families come to ask for porridge.

"Rice bran is better than eating bark. If you eat too much bark, you will lose your strength, and it will swell to death. Eat it quickly, and go to the field after eating it. It will be fine until the ground grows grain." The old man babbled. With a few young people.

Their village was completely destroyed by an avalanche. It is a blessing that people are alive. As long as people are still alive, there is hope.

March and April are also spring plowing at the same time. Rice fields need to grow seedlings, and damaged terraced fields need to be repaired.

"Of course the rice seeds need to be borrowed. Otherwise, the common people can only borrow grain from the tyrants. One loan will be repaid ten times, and the interest will be repaid. It will not be enough to pay off the debt by the autumn harvest." Song Fenglin carefully calculated and used all the grain in stock.

After the disaster relief work was over, Liu Zhan was free and followed Song Fenglin every day. He really couldn't help with internal affairs.

"As long as you get through the first two months, it will be fine. In June and July, there will be a lot of mountain products, so you can pick them up, eat them, or sell them." Song Fenglin knew that Liu Zhan was in a hurry, but the people's livelihood was not in a hurry, and it took time to recuperate.

"Three years." Liu Zhan said. "Three years later, our Qiyun Mountain will definitely develop."

Song Fenglin nodded.

Three years is indeed enough.

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