Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

At the beginning of the heavy snow, the Lin family’s village was dilapidated, and many people died from freezing in the deep winter. They gathered together alive and survived by robbing houses. The Lin family, a large local householder, naturally became a piece of sweet steamed bun. Let’s go and look at the fat meat of the old man. The former lively and red Lin Family Village has now become a dead house, and there is no half of the popularity in it.

Daddy Lin was lying in the withered grass, his ears pressed to the ground, he heard footsteps getting farther and farther, only to grow a bite, the cat ran for a short distance before running back into the woods.

"Master." The old servant ran back from the other side.

"It's all gone." Father Lin said to the old servant, who also said, "The people over there are also gone."

The two of them got into the woods together. The female relatives stayed in a relatively safe place. Mother Lin was sitting on the ground with the Buddhist beads in her hand, chanting words in her mouth, as if she was reciting Buddhist scriptures. There were a few little girls sitting beside her. When he was only a young man, he looked at his father Lin with his eyes open, not knowing what happened.

They only remembered being picked up from the bed by servants one night, and the adults ran with them, but the home behind them lit up.

After leaving home, they have been walking. They have not enough food and can only rely on wild vegetables for their livelihoods, but wild vegetables are also not enough, so many refugees do not have food.

The servants were also at a loss. They had been in Lin's house for so many years and had never seen anything like this.

Daddy Lin sat next to Yang's and said to her, "The snow melts, let's go on the road and find Yuan'er."

Yang's tone is cold, she has always been like this, not lukewarm to this husband: "Yeah."

Lin Yuan asked someone to bring a message a year ago, telling his family that he was in Wucheng.

Father Lin was glad that his son remembered to bring letters to the family, and that the people who brought letters came in time.

"Mother." The little girl leaned in. She was scared, and she felt safe only when she was around her parents.

The Yang family had never given birth to any children. All the children, including Lin Yuan, were born by girls. The villagers were not happy to take concubines. Even if the girls had given birth, the girls would still work as well, but they would be better off eating and dressing.

The little girl's biological mother is Yang's close girl, who is boiling water at this time.

Father Lin was still in the mood to joking: "I still have the foresight and tell Yuan'er to go to the south first, otherwise we have to follow the refugees, and we won't even be able to find a place to shelter."

Yang glanced at him: "Yuan'er was only fourteen years old when he left."

For this, she has given Daddy Lin a good face since Lin Yuan left.

Father Lin: "The children of peasant households can stand up and set up households at the age of twelve. Besides, all the people who spread the word say that we now have land and Zhuangzi. This is my son! "

There was a lot of pride in his tone.

He has only one son, but this son is worth ten other sons.

At that time, he told his son to go to Zhang's house in the south, but he never received a message. Until the gangsters appeared, he had to drag his family and flee. Now he is estimated to have become a migrant. He only knows that he is going to the south. I don't know where.

Yang was reciting the Buddhist scriptures and no longer had to worry about Daddy Lin.

She was born in a scholarly family, and her father was a scholar. With books in the house, her mother died early and her father did not remarry.

So she didn't marry until she was twenty-four, or because there was no rice in the family, she married Daddy Lin.

Now she is an old girl who is not married at the age of eighteen, let alone twenty-four.

But Yang did not feel ashamed. She didn't love her husband or his home. She would rather write big characters for a day than say a few words to her husband.

Father Lin: "We sleep during the day and rush at night, so don't let anyone see it."

The servants all nodded without objection.

Although they experienced terrible nightmares, the servants were very obedient. They did not take the opportunity to escape. Instead, they stayed with the Lin family. They clearly knew that once they left the Lin family, they would also become refugees. Worse.

And following the master and madam, you can still go to the master.

Just like before, you can get enough to work.

They didn't know how long they had traveled. They slept on a hidden ground during the day and drove with stars and moons at night. Sometimes they would see starving people on the side of the road, their corpses being bitten and dragged by wild animals, and they were not human.

A huge sense of fear often makes them more cautious.

Everyone only dared to wear the tattered Ge Yi, and the female family members also wiped the black mud on their faces, their hair was covered with dry grass, and they were walking barefoot on the road wearing coarse cloth clothes that had never been worn.

They are becoming more and more like refugees.

When I came to Wucheng, it was already autumn.

It took them more than half a year to finally get here.

Father Lin died of two daughters on the road, both of them had a bad stomach and had a fever, so they had to be buried on the spot.

There are three daughters in total, only one is left. This one was taken by Yang's. When digging wild vegetables in the mountains to eat, Yang had to eat it by herself first, and then she would give it to this child after seeing that nothing happened. Although she is now thin He became skinny, but survived.

Some of the servants died, and some were lost.

Looking at the gate of the city, Father Lin finally couldn't hold back, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground, his face muted with tears and nose.

The servants behind also couldn't hold back, and cried together.

"Go over there!" The soldiers guarding the city were chasing people. They would not let the refugees into the city, "Go!"

Father Lin hurried over: "Master Bing, we are not refugees. My son is in Wucheng. I have come to join him."

As he said, he took out a hairpin from his arms. This is something of the Yang family. There are only some jewelry left on the valuable things along the way. He smiled flatteringly: "Master Bing, be accommodating."

The soldier touched the hairpin with his hand and took a bite. After he was sure it was gold, he asked, "What is your son's name?"

Father Lin: "Lin Yuan! My son is Lin Yuan!"

The soldier was stunned, then smiled, showing his white teeth: "This is a coincidence."

After speaking, he shouted at the back: "Brother Jiang! Your brother's father is here!"

Daddy Lin was baffled. He only saw a person coming out of the city gate. He was in his early twenties, wearing a thin cotton-padded jacket and holding a steamed bun. He was eating deliciously. When he saw the steamed bun, he swallowed hard. Spit, he has never been so greedy for buns in his life.

Jiang Gui looked at the refugees in front of him. He didn't know any of them. They were dressed in ragged clothes. Fortunately, the early autumn was not too cold.

"The uncle?" Jiang Guigang said.

Father Lin immediately said: "My nephew, I am Lin Yuan's father!"

Jiang Gui: "What's the proof?"

Father Lin quickly said, "Some, some, my son has a mole behind his ear."

Jiang Gui: "..." I haven't looked behind Lin Yuan's ears, how do I know?

"Are there any other certificates?" Jiang Gui asked again.

Daddy Lin said clearly where and how much he lived in.

Jiang Gui knew this, so he whispered, "I drive the bullock cart out at night, how many people are you in?"

Daddy Lin was surprised: "Isn't my son in the city?"

Jiang Gui: "He is in Zhuangzi outside the city. I will take you there tonight."

Daddy Lin wasn't afraid of being deceived by people. In fact, they only had a little jewelry, and the big deal would be all for the other party. As long as he can find his son, everything is worth it.

So at noon the next day, Lin Yuan, who was standing on the ridge and watching the harvest, watched as his third brother was bringing a vote of refugees over.

Even Erliang didn't recognize Old Lin and the others.

Could it be that Jiang Gui felt they were short of people and sent another batch?

"Three brothers." Lin Yuan jumped off the Tiankan and walked over. He wears shorts and is easy to move. He often wanders in the fields in the past six months, and his physique has improved a lot. During this period of early rice harvest, he also worked for a few days.

That's rice, and because of the fertilizer, the tenants say that the yield is larger than before.

However, before Jiang Gui could reply, a figure fell on Lin Yuan. This person looked fat, but Lin Yuan didn't feel heavy. He was about to push the person away when the person began to cry:" Ah! My son! Dad is here!"

Daddy Lin?

Daddy Lin!

Lin Yuan was shocked. After all, the old man in the memory of the original owner was a very rich middle-aged man, always wearing a satin shirt, and a very standard landlord, but the man in front of him was wearing rags with a face of mud. .

Two and two also came over, he looked carefully, and lost his voice: "Master!"

"Two and two!" Daddy Lin also shouted.

Two and two cried: "Master, master, you have suffered! Madam! Madam!"

Erliang rushed to Yang's family, and his parents followed Yang's side, and tears welled up when he saw Erliang.

Lin Yuan is not the original owner after all. Although he has a memory, he didn't inherit the original owner's feelings. He really couldn't cry. He could only pretend that he was crying with his head down.

A group of people cried and howled, and it took a while to calm down.

Lin Yuan led them to Zhuangzi.

Daddy Lin didn't dislike the simple and crude Zhuangzi that came in and out. Instead, he thought that his son was smart, so that he would not wink. Moreover, the Zhuangzi was big enough to not feel crowded with so many people.

"Father and mother live here." Lin Yuan led them to the best and largest room.

Daddy Lin looked at Lin Yuan with satisfaction.

His son matured faster than he thought. He felt that the most correct thing he had done in his life was to let his son go south.

"Si Niang!" Lin Yuan shouted: "Go get some pimple soup!"

Siniang agreed and went to the stove.

Two and two were looking for clothes, looking for clean clothes for Daddy Lin and Yang.

"Big Brother!" The thin little girl threw herself into Lin Yuan's arms, she hugged Lin Yuan's leg and said nothing to let go.

Father Lin whispered: "Your eldest sister and second sister, they are gone on the road."

Lin Yuan's body was a little stiff.

Father Lin said: "It was buried there, no monument was erected."

A child who has died cannot erect a monument.

The little girl hugged Lin Yuan's leg tightly. She knew that as long as she found her eldest brother, she would be able to eat.

Lin Yuan touched the little girl's head, his tone was gentler than he thought: "Go and clean your hands, you'll be ready to eat."

The little girl reluctantly followed the servant and left.

Lin Yuan thought to himself, this family is here, his ability is limited, I don't know if he can keep them all in the end.

I hope the original owner will be alive in the sky.