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Chapter 80 Chapter 79
Although Da Lang didn't say it comprehensively, he got the meaning.

There are some things that she can't say or show up. After all, her age is really here, and the world is particularly harsh on women.

She doesn't care about it herself, but there are still a few uncles in the family who are studying. This era attaches great importance to the reputation of scholars.

Examination for talent and juren, if you pass the exam, you will not be successful, and someone will first check your character and usual behavior, if you want to have a bad reputation, it will be useless if you pass the exam.

And the reputation of relatives will also implicate the students who refer to it.

So, because Mao sees scholars here as a bit 'hypocritical', there is no way, the reality forces them to be 'hypocritical'.

It will be different if her grandfather speaks out, as long as her grandfather disagrees, as a granddaughter, she will listen to her grandfather's words, isn't that a matter of course?

And his grandfather has a high seniority in the village, among the current ninety households, there are less than ten digits of his seniority.

It is only natural for the elders to train the younger ones.

"The Lord is also telling those people, don't try to take advantage of you again, helping is just out of affection, not helping is the duty.

During the time we escaped, brother can be regarded as seeing some people clearly. He usually looks so honest, but he turned out to be a guy who was secretly hiding traitors. "

Qi Baoer raised her eyebrows, where did she get this understanding?

Someone bullied her elder brother?
Da Lang sighed, "Sister, I don't know if you weren't here just now, but I figured out a way to let those refugees who followed us go up the mountain or down the river to get something to exchange food with us.

There are two families in our village, one employs refugees to do work, and the other trades ten catties of flour for a girl.

Not all of them are crazy about this good thing, some sent their children to us, and some sold themselves.

Grandpa was really angry this time, and told the two families that they should either send them back or leave by themselves. "

Qi Baoer: So many things happened when she left?

No wonder the master and the others came to look for her, but those who didn't go into the house to take a closer look were blinded by the elder brother.

"and after?"

"They sent people back, and then whether the steamed buns and white noodles that had been given out should be returned, one by one came again crying and begging the master to decide."

Qi Bao'er raised her eyebrows, her father is not a good-tempered one.

Sure enough, "I was scolded away by the master."

"Which two households are they?"

"Grandma He's family, do you know? She just bought a baby girl for her grandson." Da Ling expressed his contempt.

There are ninety households, and Qi Baoer has not remembered how many households so far. It has nothing to do with memory, it's because she didn't pay attention at all.

But she remembers Grandma He. If you want to say that she is wonderful, she is really wonderful, but if you want to say that she is pitiful, she is really pitiful.

Grandma He has two sons and one daughter. It is estimated that there is a genetic problem. All three children have IQ problems. The eldest son is better, but he reacts slower than normal and looks a little stupid. The second son and the youngest daughter are really stupid.

Three silly children, Mrs. He, who was crying all day long, didn't throw away any of them. She raised her two sons and married them both. It's just that the second daughter-in-law thought her second son was stupid and ran away with a gangster.

The youngest daughter has also been taken by her side to take care of herself.

Qi Baoer thought, maybe this is the reason why her grandfather and her father never said they would leave Grandma He's family behind because they are also from the world of weird flowers.

Grandma He has two grandsons, both born to her by the eldest son. One is fifteen years old, and the other is one year older than Qi Baoer.

It’s definitely a genetic problem. Grandma He’s eldest grandson also has a problem with IQ, but it’s not very obvious like his father, and he still has brute force, because her father gave him a steamed bun before, and he often sees it on the road He ran to her house, insisting on helping Lao Qi's family push the cart.

"Is it for Brother Liangzhong?" Liangzhong is the name of Mrs. He's eldest grandson.

"Where, find it for Liang Ye."

Da Lang glanced towards the door, and said in a low voice, "I heard Grandma He tell Uncle Ming that Brother Liangzhong is strong, so it's not difficult to find a daughter-in-law, but the big deal is to find a daughter from a poor family in the future.

Liang Ye is different, Liang Ye is stupid, no one will want to find a wife when he grows up, why not pick one of the refugees on the road and raise him, it is considered a child bride. "

At the end of the sentence, Da Lang sighed again: "Grandma He was frightened by the daughter-in-law who ran away from Uncle Yang."

Liang Ye is really stupid, similar to his uncle Qi Kangyang, who can't take care of himself very much.

Five-year-old Qi Liangye has to follow someone to go to the back of the hut, otherwise he will run around dirty.

This topic is boring, and Da Lang talked about another family, "Just the third room of the old man's house. After their house stopped, it was not our family who made white flour steamed buns, but steamed buns made with soybean flour and wild vegetables brought by our family. "

Da Lang is the oldest among the children of Lao Qi's family, and he has suffered the most. He cherishes food very much.

"That's the best stuff, too, and they trade one for another for a day's work with a strong man.

I also said that if we want to go on the road again, we can also let us follow along, and the same bun will help me carry things for a day. "

The third room of the old man's house is the invisible rich man of the old man's house, which was only discovered by the big guys after they left.

The two scooters were full of food, and each of the dozen or so members of the family carried food on their backs and hands. They didn't have everything like the big guys, but they had clothes or quilts.

The eldest family of the old man’s family is dying, and the third room is only better than the first room. The literary generation is already ancient, but the brothers of the Kang generation are still there, and they have been living together. The combined male and female children of the good generation are eleven.

When you think about it, it’s all a coincidence. There are eleven children who are not very old, and their family only has two scooters. After driving for more than ten days, Lao Qi’s children do not need to carry things and can occasionally rest. They all died half-life, not to mention those who were all carrying babies on their backs.

Qi Bao'er asked Da Ling, "Where is the master?"

Da Lang suddenly couldn't stop laughing, "My grandfather asked every household to bring out [-] catties of white flour, and he was not willing to convert the white flour into other grains, and found a few young wives in the village to let everyone Make it into a hard bun.

Lord, let those refugees go to the mountains to find things by themselves, or catch fish in the river, and then exchange the things they found with us for those buns. "

Qijia Village is not so arrogant that it is not afraid of the refugees behind, but after the big guys discussed it, after the rather ruthless people of Qijia Village came out of the narrow cliff road, a group of men blocked the cliff entrance with things.

The refugees decided not to do it, but faced with knives and long sticks, they could only dare not speak out.

But when the scent wafted from outside, some refugees who hadn't eaten properly for four, five, five or six days couldn't bear it.

Maybe it was because of the threatening situation, maybe it was because the refugees who came with them were indeed a group of honest people, and there was no riot. Of course, the people in Qijia Village didn't seem to be evil people.

They were all begging, crying and howling, and they all knelt down to the men of Qijia Village.

It doesn't matter to adults, it doesn't matter if you give stuttering to children, or even give your children to you, as long as it keeps them alive, it doesn't matter if they become slaves in the future.

(End of this chapter)