Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Chapter 440 Grandfather and grandson in a small village

"Across this area, many villages now have very few people. The young people are running out and never come back. The old and the young can't even eat at home, and without the government's relief, they really can't survive."

"I'll go into the two villages later and have a look. I have to find some way."

Because of raising ducks, Mr. Li asked Zimo and the children to walk around on the nearby dock after dinner. They were going to the fishing village to convene the village chiefs and elders of the coastal villages to discuss raising ducks. He said that it was originally The plan may be put on hold and the departure may be delayed.

After dinner, they were bored. Besides, no one wanted to go to the pier. The location near the sea was too smelly.

"Uncle Zimo, why don't we go inside and have a look. Didn't uncle just say that there are many villages besides fishing villages? Maybe there is something interesting inside."

Seeing that in addition to the rural road they had just walked on, there was also a trail extending in the opposite direction to the coast. After Hongying suggested it, Chu Chu was also moved and gave up the decision-making power to Uncle Zimo.

“It’s just that we can only ride horses on this road.”

Zimo looked at the road. Although the road was not small, it could only be used by bullock carts, and it was not flat. It seemed that the carriages could not go on it.

"Uncle Zimo, please take me, and it's just right for each of the four of them, Sister Luo Mei, to take one with you."

Seeing the lady's persistence, Zimo felt that the lady in this field would definitely do something, and it wouldn't be as simple as just talking about raising ducks.

Besides, he had had enough of the fishy smell, so he asked Shi Yi to guard the carriage and horses, and asked Grandma Yan and Grandma Zhou to rest for a while in the small restaurant to wait for them, and then asked Luo Mei and the four of them to go to the back and each choose a yamen rider. a horse.

Grandma Yan and Granny Zhou were also happy to be quiet. She didn't dare to ride a horse. Even if Granny Zhou took her, she would be scared. Thinking about the horse running, her waist would be broken.

Seeing that the maids had each carried their children on the horse, Zimo and Chu Chu took the lead and ran forward. The road was probably not close. Anyway, you couldn't see the end from a distance, and you didn't know how far away the village would be. You had to hurry up. Just go and come back quickly.

Everyone is happy to sit on a horse, but it is much more comfortable than riding in a carriage all day on those bumpy country roads, and it is also comfortable to look at the endless fields.

Hongying even held a small bamboo stick that she had just picked up from somewhere and urged the horse to run quickly.

It must be Wenya's first time riding a horse. When Luo Mei picked her up, she was so scared that she called "Sister."

She clutched Luo Mei's clothes tightly and didn't dare to move. She actually knew she was afraid.

But after a while, seeing their horses lagging behind, Hongying and Chuchu were whistling and shouting in front again. Their mood was also affected, and they couldn't help but point forward and shouted: " "Driving", looking excited.

If Mrs. Li saw this look, she would probably faint with joy.

There weren't many villages away from the coastline. After walking for at least half an hour, I finally saw a small village with only a dozen houses. It shouldn't be a fishing village.

"Miss, do you want to stop here?"

Seeing that the young lady didn't respond, Zimo didn't seem to have any intention of stopping his horse. He thought she was having so much fun that she forgot the purpose of her visit, so he couldn't help but remind her.

Chu Chu saw that the land in the village was bare and vast as far as the eye could see. There were no trees around the house, and not even a single poultry was running outside.

But two people could be seen from a distance, right in front of a small house. The skinny old man was already a little hunched, holding a child who also had not much flesh and was basking in the sun at the door. Both of them were weak, and they leaned on each other. They didn't seem to speak at all, which made Zimo feel like he couldn't bear to watch.

"Why don't we go ask for directions and see if the next village is far away?"

Zimo felt a little compassionate and wanted to go down and take a look. When the lady said this, he immediately stopped everyone: "Don't go there. I'll go over with the lady and ask for directions."

Seeing Chu Chu and Uncle Zimo riding over, Hongying felt her butt hurt and shouted to get down and stand for a while.

Luo Mei also wanted Miss Wenya to come down and rest for a while. The child didn't moan for so long, so she didn't believe that her butt didn't hurt.

"Old man, is the village further ahead far away? Are there many people living there?"

The dark and skinny child seemed to be frightened when he saw them riding past, and immediately threw himself into the old man's arms. It seemed that he must be his grandfather and grandson.

As he spoke, Zimo turned over and dismounted. He didn't want to lift the young lady off the horse, but seeing the young lady stretching out her hand, he had no choice but to carry her off.

"There is still a long way to go to Qiancheng Village, but if you ride fast, we will arrive in less than an hour."

Chu Chu was shocked: "Is it so far away?"

"There are more people in Qiancheng Village than you, right?" Zimo asked again.

"Many, there used to be hundreds of people, but now I'm afraid there are a lot less! There are always one or two hundred."

Seeing what the old man said, Zimo realized that he hadn't been out for an unknown amount of time.

Then I thought about what my uncle said about many young people running away, so I couldn't help but ask the old man again: "There seem to be very few people in your village."

After saying this, the old man looked at Zimo a few more times and saw that he didn't look like a bad guy, so he said, "I can't help it. I'm too poor. The old one will run away from me, and the young one will run away too."

As he spoke, he hugged his grandson again, looking helpless.

Zimo felt that the old and young he mentioned meant something, and he didn't know if he was talking about people in his own family, but he looked helpless.

"Little brother, let me eat for you."

Chu Chu didn't know when she took out two meat buns and handed them over.

The child's hands were full of sand, and he was holding something black that looked like a toy.

When he saw the bun in Chu Chu's hand, he immediately threw it away and snatched the bun away at an alarming speed, as if he was worried that Chu Chu would regret it.

Zimo quickly pulled the young lady and looked at her face again. Fortunately, she was not frightened.

The little boy took a big bite of the bun without thinking. He swallowed it without even chewing a few mouthfuls. He seemed to be choking and showed a bit of pain.

The old man quickly helped him smooth his chest and spoke in dialect, probably telling him to slow down.

"The child has never eaten good food. Thank you, noble man."

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly knelt forward from the stool. He was not frightened by being robbed just now, but this time Chu Chu was frightened.

Chu Chu quickly took a step back and almost dropped the other bun in her hand.

Zimo hurriedly protected her and asked the old man to get up quickly, and gave him a hand: "Old man, don't be like this."

Finally, the old man was comforted, but after he stood up, he did not dare to sit down again and stood with them.