The heavy snow had just melted, and the village of the Lin family was in dire straits. Many people were frozen to death in the late winter. Those who were still alive gathered together to make a living by robbing their homes. The Lin family, a big local family, naturally became a piece of fragrant buns, and one piece was eye-catching. Let's look at it again at this time. The Zhuangzi of the Lin family, which used to be lively and red, has now become a dead mansion, and there is no popularity in it.
Father Lin was lying on the grass with his ears pressed to the ground. He heard the footsteps getting farther and farther, and only then did he grow a mouthful, and 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, and the old servant also said, "The people over there have also left."
The two of them got into the woods together, and the female relatives stayed in a relatively safe place. Mother Lin sat on the ground with a Buddhist bead in her hand, chanting words in her mouth, as if she was chanting Buddhist scriptures. There were a few little girls sitting beside her. Du Cai was in his prime, looking at his father Lin with his eyes open, not knowing what happened.
They only remember being carried off the bed by servants one night, and the adults ran with them, but the house behind them caught fire.
After leaving home, they have been walking, and they have not brought enough food, so they can only rely on wild vegetables to make a living, but wild vegetables are not enough, so many refugees have no food.
The servants were also at a loss. They had stayed in the Lin family for so many years and had never seen anything like this.
Father Lin sat next to Yang's and said to her, "The snow has melted, let's go and find Yuan'er."
Yang's tone was cold, as she has always been, lukewarm to this husband: "Well."
Lin Yuan asked someone to bring a message a few years ago, telling his family that he was in Wucheng.
Father Lin was glad that his son still remembered to bring the letter to the family, and that the person who brought the letter came in time.
"Mother." The little girl came over, she was afraid, only by her parents would she feel safe.
The Yang family had never had children, including Lin Yuan, all the children were born by maids, and the Zhuang family was not interested in taking concubines.
The little girl's biological mother, Yang's personal girl, was boiling water at this time.
Father Lin was still in the mood to joke: "I still have the foresight to tell Yuan'er to go to the south first, otherwise we'll have to follow the refugees and we won't even be able to find a place to live."
Yang shi glanced at him: "Yuan'er was only fourteen when she left."
For this, she has given Father Lin a good face since Lin Yuan left.
Father Lin: "A child from a peasant family can start a family at the age of twelve. Besides, the word of mouth has already said, we Yuaner now have land and Zhuangzi, this is my son! "
There was pride in his tone.
He has only one son, but this son is worth ten other sons.
At that time, I told my son to go to Zhang's house in the south with his front and back feet, but we never received a message. Until the bandits appeared, we had to drag the family to escape. Now I think I have become a refugee. I only know how to go to the south, but in the end Where is not known.
Mr. Yang recited the Buddhist scriptures and no longer cared about Father Lin.
She came from a scholarly family, her father was a scholar, and there was a house of books in the family. Her mother died early, and her father did not remarry.
So she didn't get married until she was twenty-four years old, and she married Father Lin because there was no rice to cook at home.
Now eighteen years old and unmarried are old girls, let alone twenty-four years old.
But Yang didn't feel ashamed. She didn't love her husband, nor her husband's home. She would rather write big characters a day than talk to her husband a few more words.
Father Lin: "We sleep during the day and travel at night. Don't let anyone see us."
The servants all nodded without objection.
Although they experienced a terrible nightmare, the servants were very obedient. They did not take the opportunity to escape, but stayed by the Lin family's side. They knew clearly that once they left the Lin family, they would also become refugees. Worse.
And following the master and the wife, you can go to the young master.
I can still eat as much as I did before.
They didn't know how long they had driven. They slept on the hidden ground during the day, and hurried on the road at night. Sometimes they would see people starved to death on the side of the road.
The huge sense of fear often makes them more cautious.
Everyone only dared to wear tattered ge clothes, and the female family members also wiped their faces with black mud, their hair was covered in withered grass, and they were walking on the road barefoot in coarse cloth clothes that they had never worn before.
They are becoming more and more like refugees.
When I came to Wucheng, it was already autumn.
It took them half a year to finally come here.
Father Lin killed two daughters on the road. They both died of bad stomachs and fever, so they could only be buried on the spot.
There are three daughters in total, and there is only one left. This one is taken by Yang's side. When digging wild vegetables in the mountains to eat, Yang's must eat them first. After a while, she will be fine before giving it to this child. Although she is thin now Become skin and bones, but somehow survived.
Some of the servants died, and others 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, tears and snot smearing his face.
The servants behind him couldn't hold back and cried together.
"Go over there!" The soldiers guarding the city were chasing people, and they would not let the refugees enter the city, "Go over!"
Father Lin hurried over and said, "Master Bing, we are not refugees. My son is in Wucheng, and I came to defect to him."
As he said that, he also took out a hairpin from his arms. It was Yang's belongings, and there were only some jewelry left in the valuable things along the way. He smiled flatly: "Master Bing, be accommodating."
The soldier touched the hairpin with his hand and took a bite. After confirming that it was Jin Zi, he asked, "What's your son's name?"
Father Lin: "Lin Yuan! My son's name is Lin Yuan!"
The soldier was stunned for a moment, then smiled, showing his white teeth: "It's a coincidence."
After speaking, he shouted to the back: "Brother Jiang! Your brother's father is here!"
Father Lin was inexplicable. He only saw a man in his early twenties walking out of the city gate, wearing a thin cotton coat and holding a steamed bun in his hand. Mouth spit, he has never been so greedy for steamed buns in his life.
Jiang Gui looked at the refugees in front of her. She really didn't know any of them. She was dressed in rags. Fortunately, it wasn't too cold in early autumn.
"This uncle?" Jiang Guigang said.
Father Lin immediately said, "Eldest nephew, I am Lin Yuan's father!"
Jiang Gui: "What proof do you have?"
Father Lin hurriedly said, "There are some, there is a mole behind my son's ear."
Jiang Gui: "..." I haven't looked behind Lin Yuan's ears, how do I know
"Do you have any other credentials?" Jiang Gui asked again.
Father Lin made it clear where his family lived and a few family members.
Jiang Gui knew this, so he whispered, "I drive the ox cart out at night, how many of you are there?"
Father Lin wondered: "My son is not in the city?"
Jiang Gui: "He's in the village outside the city. I'll take you there tonight."
Father Lin is not afraid that people will deceive them. In fact, they only have a little jewelry. The big deal is to give them all. As long as they can find their son, everything is worth it.
So at noon the next day, Lin Yuan, who was standing on the field ridge watching the harvest, watched his third brother sworn over with a group of refugees.
Even Erliang didn't recognize Father Lin and the others.
Could it be that Jiang Gui felt that they were lacking and sent another batch over
"Third brother." Lin Yuan jumped off the field ridge and walked over. He was wearing bunts, which made it easy to move. In the past six months, he often wandered in the fields, and his physique was much better. During the early rice harvest, he also worked for a few days.
It was rice, and because of the fertile land, the tenants said the yield was larger than ever before.
However, before Jiang Gui could answer, a figure fell on Lin Yuan. The man looked fat, but Lin Yuan didn't feel heavy. He was about to push him away when the man began to cry: "Son Ah! My son! Father is here!"
Father Lin
Father Lin!
Lin Yuan was taken aback. After all, the old man in the original owner's memory was a very rich middle-aged man who always wore a satin shirt and was a very standard landowner, but the man in front of him was wearing rags and his face was muddy. .
Er Liang also came over, he looked at it carefully, and said, "Master!"
"Two two!" Father Lin also shouted.
Erliang cried: "Master, Master, you have suffered! Madam! Madam!"
Erliang ran towards Yang, and his parents followed Yang, and tears welled up when he saw Erliang.
After all, Lin Yuan is not the original owner. Although he has memories, he has not inherited the original owner's feelings. He really can't cry, so he can only pretend that he is 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 the village.
Father Lin didn't dislike the humble Zhuangzi with one entry and one exit. On the contrary, he thought his son was smart, so he wouldn't be dazzled, and the Zhuangzi was big enough to live with so many people that he didn't feel crowded.
"Father and mother live here." Lin Yuan led them to the best and largest room.
Father Lin looked at Lin Yuan with relief.
His son matured faster than he thought, and he felt that the most correct thing he had done in his life was to let his son go south.
"Siniang!" Lin Yuan shouted, "Go get some lump soup!"
Siniang agreed and went to the stove.
Erliang was rummaging for clothes, looking for clean clothes for Father Lin and Mrs. Yang.
"Big brother!" The thin little girl rushed into Lin Yuan's arms. She hugged Lin Yuan's legs and said nothing.
Father Lin said in a low voice, "Your eldest sister and second sister are gone on the way."
Lin Yuan's body was a little stiff.
Father Lin said, "It was buried there, but no monument was erected."
A dead child cannot be erected.
The little girl hugged Lin Yuan's leg tightly, she knew that as long as she found the big brother, she would be able to eat enough.
Lin Yuan touched the little girl's head, and his tone was softer than he thought: "Go wash your hands, eat right away."
The little girl then reluctantly followed the servant away.
Lin Yuan thought to himself that the whole family was here, his ability was limited, and he didn't know if he could save them all in the end.
I hope the original owner has a spirit in heaven.