The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu drank the porridge, but was still dazed.

It was only when the exaggerated number of victims approached them that they began to notice.

She tried to open her eyes wide and rubbed them, trying to tell if she was dreaming.

Why!

There will be so many victims!

Appear nearby!

She put down the bowl and quickly ran to her father's side.

If you want to know what happened, just follow Dad.

Yan Huaiwen stood up and frowned slightly when the approximate number of people had been cleared.

More than he expected.

Yan Laoer really felt crazy, what are these disaster victims doing here? Our well water does not violate the river water, isn't it good to go our own way? !

After the scholar named Liang Manshan explained with his brother for a long time, Yan Lao Er finally understood what was going on.

He exchanged glances with the girl who had been holding his hand, and at the same time saw the complicated helplessness in the other's eyes.

Some of the victims left behind to search for all useful supplies in Laosong Mountain, while the other went to the official road overnight to search for their lost relatives.

Some found it, some didn't.

The latter wants to follow the official path and is willing to take risks because of the small possibility.

The former hopes to go on the same journey as the scholar named Yan. They have weapons in their hands, benevolence and righteousness, and the victims of the disaster have a full sense of security.

It is human nature to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

But for them, it's not a good thing.

There are only so many resources along the way, and more people mean that the average harvest for each person will be reduced.

There is another more difficult matter that lies in front of Yan Huaiwen.

Everyone hoped that he could help to share the supplies recovered from Laosong Mountain.

Yan Huaiwen was speechless for a while.

Yan Laoer and Yan Yu were also speechless.

Isn't this embarrassing!

"Why do you want my elder brother to divide it? Whoever is more and who is less, is dissatisfied and offends others! Besides, it's none of my business! Divide your own things yourself!" Yan Laoer's face was ugly, and he directly slapped Liang Manshan's face .

Liang Manshan and the victims who came with them were very embarrassed. If they couldn't tear it apart, they wouldn't bother Yan Huaiwen.

Village Chief Luo was listening quietly at the side, but now he also opened his eyes.

"Are you seeing that our scholar has a good heart and blackmailed him? Tell you, there is no way! Whoever likes to share, we don't care about those things, don't get involved!"

Even Yan Yu shouted angrily: "Uncle doesn't know!"

The composition of these things is very complicated. The old Songshan bandits have their own, the people who were taken captive on the mountain, and the victims in front of them.

In fact, there were also the group of victims who were sent away by Chuanyunzhai before.

Their belongings are also included in it.

How many things does each family have, except for their own family, how can outsiders know.

There are bound to be people who hide and report more than they want.

Returning the original doesn't work, reassigning is even worse.

According to what standards, food and water are easy to say, how to divide other things such as clothing and bedding? Different degrees of old and new have different values.

Do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality!

These people were robbed by the bandits, and they didn't dare to let go of a fart, but if they couldn't satisfy them by dividing things, there would be a lot of noise.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have put this problem in front of Old Yan.

No one is convinced, and the only person who is convinced has become their only hope.

The victims begged: "Grandpa, we can't tear it apart, and we are anxious to go on the road to find the old people and children at home, please help, let us hurry up and take the rations and go on the road!"

Many victims of the disaster echoed: "Don't worry, we will recognize the number of points, just hope that we can hurry!"

Yan Yu could see that these disaster victims who wanted to go official way were the most eager.

Those who want to go with them are worried that someone will take too much and want to divide it slowly.

"Brother Yan, I didn't want to disturb you, but really..." Liang Manshan looked ashamed: "I am also in it, it is unfair, so I have to avoid suspicion."

Liang Manshan is still respected by some among the disaster victims, but the mountain people don't give him face. What happened to the scholars, what happened to Tong Sheng, we don't recognize him.

The mountain people looked much better when they saw Uncle An.

"Uncle An, they don't have much food, the food on the mountain is ours!"

"That's right, Uncle An, we carried the food up the mountain, as well as the bandits' food, we all carried it up."

"Why should they divide our food!"

"We also contributed to killing the bandits."

I also blame these mountain bandits. The mountain people donated their food, and you can use it. But after they robbed the victims, they seldom eat rice and noodles, and they don't eat the sorghum grown by the mountain people. This has resulted in two types of food. mixed.

The mountain people felt that all the sorghum should belong to them.

The victims led by Liang Manshan felt that they should be counted together.

Yan Yu came to a sudden: the conflicts were mainly concentrated between the disaster victims and the mountain people.

Yan Huaiwen pondered: "First count the rations."

Other things are secondary, and only food is the most precious material today.

As for water, there is not too much shortage in the mountains, but it is difficult to find.

The source of water on Laosong Mountain is known to both the disaster victims and the mountain residents.

The mountain people guarded their food tightly and did not let the victims see it.

I had no choice but to ask Uncle An to take Yan Laoer to count.

After the two phases were summed up, Yan Huaiwen said: "Those who contribute to killing bandits, come out."

Many people stood out among the victims, and there were also many mountain people.

Yan Yu tugged at his father and glanced at the wounded.

Yan Laoer understood, and said loudly: "All those injured must be counted." After finishing speaking, he added: "Let's count them too, we killed a lot of bandits!"

No one refuted his words, everyone agreed.

Bandits are the ones they kill the most.

Village head Luo and several village elders muttered in low voices.

"You still have to be Yan's second child. A scholar has a thin skin. It's easy to suffer if you don't have a thick skin at a time like this."

"Why don't we fight? They are still locked in the cave without us."

"That's the reason, our kid can't suffer."

Yan Huaiwen said: "These people take the lead in killing bandits, and they have made great achievements in killing bandits and socializing."

Yan Laoer greeted the Qi family brothers with good eyesight, and each moved a bag with rice, noodles and sorghum, and found a square bucket, and put it in front of Lao Yan.

Yan Huaiwen thought for a while, and said: "Each take a bucket, follow this example."

The person who was responsible for killing bandits instantly grinned and burst into laughter.

Yan Yu thought about it, and Fang Dou could probably hold more than ten catties, three buckets and fifty catties. With the current land output plus the added value of the famine, this reward is very important.

Yan Laoer also happily received his share.

He, his brother, his eldest nephew, and his wife can all get one.

Yan Yu squatted down unhappy.

Why can't Sanbao's credit be credited to her, and Uncle Hu stole her head.

What a loss!

The mountain people were a little restless, and Uncle An said that they didn't dare to say a word: "Why? We didn't rescue you? Without us going up the mountain to save people, you are still nesting in Laosong Mountain. When the victims are sold out, you will be the next one. !"

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