Passing through the station

Going home, this is a topic that lingers in everyone's mind, but no one dares to bring it up.

The so-called home is gone.Whether it was what they saw with their own eyes, or the news they learned from other sources, it proved this point.

But they have to go back and have a look. They heard that someone has escaped, and maybe they will have relatives living in this world.

The spring in Shunyang has not yet fully arrived. The gradually melting snow just makes the temperature lower, the roads are more muddy and difficult to walk, and some places are frozen.

Even so, you have to go back, even on foot.

The two ox carts were all loaded with sacrificial objects.

The bullock cart moved very slowly.There is no decent road from Huangyi to the surrounding villages and towns.They had to slowly clear the road along the way, and they had to find a way to fill in the potholes and pave them to prevent the wheels from sinking or the bullock cart from overturning.

I was very anxious, but... I was timid because of the closeness to my hometown.

Chu Hao sent a team of 20 people over, but he couldn't leave at all.Mr. Cao took a fancy to those things about military appearance and discipline, and because it didn't involve specific military training, he spoke to Chu Hao unceremoniously.

During the Chinese New Year, even soldiers have much more time than usual.Walking around the street, the soldiers under Chu Hao stood out from the crowd—clean and tidy, without those fleas.They are obviously wearing the same thing, how come their soldiers look like beggars when they walk together?

Thus, Chu Hao was arrested as a young man.

Ruan Bai didn't miss it at all, and after getting the location of Zhou Qi's village, he set off with his people.

The two ox carts separated after driving for a certain distance.Villages and towns are concentrated in two directions.

After a winter's exercise, walking for a morning is just a warm-up for them.

Ruan Bai put them down one by one, because there were too many people and the roads were not good, and the places where they were put down were still some distance away from their respective villages.They had to pack their bags and go to the village alone.

Finally, the ox cart stopped in front of a ruined wall.

Ruan Bai jumped off the ox cart, and the three accompanying soldiers also carried the things off the ox cart, and then spontaneously unloaded the cart from the ox, one person went to tie the ox, and the two began to build the tent.

The families of several girls sent people to follow behind to protect them, and these three people were the only ones who followed Ruan Bai to Zhoukou Village.These three were also Chu Hao's cronies, and apart from being somewhat taciturn, they had no shortcomings.

This road is not too far, if you hurry, you can go out early and return late, but it is obviously not enough to count the various detours along the way and the time of sacrifice.So, Ruan Bai made an appointment to pick him up the next day.

Before coming, Ruan Bai had already done enough homework.In a village that rarely communicates with the outside world, there is no complicated relationship between characters.The records obtained from the government were enough. From the moment he set foot on this land, he could know which piece of land belonged to him and which piece of land belonged to his family.

In Zhoukou Village, everyone in the whole village has the surname Zhou.But even in this village, Zhou Qi's family can be regarded as conspicuous, because Zhou Qi's mother is very capable of giving birth, and gave birth to seven boys in a row, and all of them survived.With the marriage of the brothers above, Zhou Qi's house can be recognized at a glance even if there is only a wall left in the house.No matter how simple it is, it still looks much denser than other houses.

Ruan Bai's only experience with sacrificial work is to do a few tricks during the Chinese New Year with his master, and the rest is done by watching Chu Hao recently.

Do as the Romans do, and the sacrificial items prepared by Liniang are obviously based on local customs.So, all that's left is to follow suit.

Put everything in place, wait for the auspicious time, and burn incense to pray.More than half of a jar of wine was fed to the land, and the remaining half was given to each of the three soldiers.

There is an obvious sourness in the wine, which is obviously not a good wine; but it is already the best wine that Shunyang can buy.

Seeing that Ruan Bai didn't own it, the three soldiers didn't dare to drink it, so they choked out a sentence after a long while: "Master Ruan, this is against the rules."

"Drink as soon as I let you drink." His body is not yet eighteen, and minors are not allowed to drink, so why not?Besides, who wants to drink the wine that smells like rag water and thick soup?

A 15-year-old boy, thinner than ordinary children, wrapped in fine fur like a white ball, his exposed face is three points whiter than wool.At this moment, the big black and white eyes are staring, looking like he is angry, but there is no deterrence at all, on the contrary, he looks like a child who insists on pretending to be an adult.

While laughing in their hearts, the three slowly drank the warmed wine.Soldiers like them usually have no alcohol to drink, and they can save some money, but they are reluctant to buy alcohol.But they can't get it right when they drink it.

Ruan Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I added a pickled plum." As he spoke, he tipped the wine jar upside down, a pickled plum fell into his bowl, and ate it himself.The pickled plums were privately given to Hu Shang when he brought the New Year gift over.Snacks, he can still eat decent snacks in this barren place!It must be hidden and no one will eat it.

The pickled plums were sour and sweet, which neutralized the sourness in the wine, which made the three soldiers think it was very good, and they all sighed in their hearts, after all, adults really know how to live.Master Ruan, who knows how to live so well, came from this village?But Mr. Ruan is close to Mr. Qianhu, so he should be in the school district from Mr. Qianhu, right?I heard that Master Qianhu is not an ordinary hunter, and it is said that he has a lot of background.

Nothing happened in the village, and after a simple meal, Ruan Bai returned to his tent after walking around for a while.

Of the two two-person tents, Ruan Bai occupied one exclusively, and the other three soldiers took turns on duty at night. There was a cluster of bonfires in the middle, and the sound of burning firewood was beeping.

Even if there is a tent, camping in the wild is not comfortable, and Ruan Bai is not used to going to bed so early, but strangely, he fell asleep very quickly.

Even if the soul is changed, the body still remembers the hometown.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already half high.Ruan Bai woke up from the bed covered with hay and sheepskin, still a little confused.

He seems to have had a dream.

The boy in the dream is lively and cute, and his grandmother secretly stuffs him with a piece of candy; when he is mischievous, his mother picks up a stick and whips him.The boy gradually grew up, and began to blush at the girls, and went to work in the fields with his elder brothers at home.During the busy farming season, the palms of his hands had blisters, and his sister-in-law picked them up with an embroidery needle that had been baked by fire...

Later the Huns came and killed the old and weak in the village.The men in the village were red-eyed and took up hoes and sticks to attack the enemy, but they were hacked to the ground one by one by the Huns.

At the age of 14, he was classified among the children, and with the rest of the young adults, he fled to the mountains with women and children.But the Huns came after them, and he and several others rushed out to distract the Huns.In the end, after several twists and turns, he became a slave of the Huns...

Time could not be delayed any longer. A soldier stood outside the tent and asked, "Master Ruan, are you awake? It's time to pack up and go."

Ruan Bai responded casually, dressed and washed neatly, and when he turned around, his tent had already been packed by the soldiers.

The return journey was very silent, even though everyone picked them up one by one along the way, all of them had red and swollen eyes, and no one was interested in talking.

In the end, Pan Daning was the first to speak.

At this time they had already returned to Huangyi, Pan Daning finished counting the tents borrowed from the army one by one, then suddenly turned around and knelt heavily in front of Ruan Bai: "Master!"

Ruan Bai frowned, not to mention being taken aback, but he didn't like being kneeled down: "What's the matter, get up and talk."

Pan Daning struggled with his honest face.

Seeing this, Chu Hao, who was returning from the army, walked over directly leading the horse: "What's going on?"

Pan Daning looked at Chu Hao, could only stand up, and said, "Master, I want to go back to the village when spring begins."

"Da Ning!"

"You white-eyed wolf!"

"Forget how the master treats you?!"

Before Ruan Bai could speak, the people who heard him scolded him one after another, and even kicked Pan Daning directly in a hurry, kicking him to the ground, riding up and raising his fist to beat him.

As soon as Chu Hao stretched out his hand, he picked up the person who was about to be beaten and put it aside: "Second brother hasn't spoken yet."

Ruan Bai was not surprised, and stretched out his hand to pull Pan Daning up: "I just wanted to tell everyone about this, and it happened that Daning made an opening, so let's talk about it directly. Everyone put aside the things at hand, and leave things to Tang Xinhou They, you all come to the kitchen with me."

The kitchen is big enough and there are enough stools to sit on.Ruan Bai stood in front, and Chu Hao stood beside him, silently supporting him.

Ruan Bai: What are you doing?

Chu Hao took another half step closer to Ruan Bai: I will be your backer.

Ruan Bai frowned, too lazy to argue with him, and turned around to tell everyone the plan he had made a long time ago: "Let's come back from the grassland together. The situation did not allow it before, so we can only make do with it. The difficult time has passed, and we still We have to go home. There are many people who suffered from the military disaster this time, but there are also many people who escaped, and now that spring is coming, they will be sent back by the governments of various places. Maybe our relatives are among them..."

There is a saying that a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse.No matter how good the condition of the desolate post is, so what if the house is barren, if you can't leave it, you can't leave it.

"Of course, if you really have difficulties and don't want to go back, you can stay. We are brothers and sisters to each other. In fact, even if we leave the deserted post, it's not like we won't see each other again."

"Can we meet after we leave?"

"Of course, my lord is the postman here, and it's time to send you corvees to be posthouses, so don't try to escape!"

"Hey, we can run so fast, sir, you can't catch up with so many of us by yourself."

The atmosphere in the kitchen came alive, but reluctantly.

In the evening, Ruan Bai reluctantly ate a mouthful of food, then got together like a fat man, and cried while nestling in Chu Hao's arms.

"Everyone is leaving."

"Well, brother is here."

"No one has reclaimed land for me." More than 100 acres of wasteland.

"Brother will cultivate it for you."

"No one builds a station for me anymore."

"Brother will cover you."

"Oh, I'm asleep then."

Chu Hao stared fiercely, this little heartless person!

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