Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 416 An Autumn Rain

In the early morning of the next day, the old man got up very early again, and stood at the door of the main room wearing a coat, looking at the glittering frost flowers on the green brick corridor in a trance.

"Father."

Fu Yu also knew that his old father was feeling uncomfortable these days, so he had been paying attention to his movements every day.

Hearing the slight sound of opening and closing the door just now, he got up immediately, put on his clothes and walked out the door.

"Why do you get up so early? You are still young, you need to sleep more."

"My son is not sleepy, he woke up early."

"Oh." The old man also knew that his son was thinking about him, so he didn't say much.

In this way, the father and son walked along the green brick corridor to the screen wall and then to the gate.

After unbolting the door latch and pushing open the door, the father and son stood at the gate of their house, looking at the fields that could not be seen in front of them.

At this time, the fields are bare, and the wheat, corn, sorghum and other grains planted in the fields have been harvested into the granary, and only a large pile of straw is still piled in the field.

At this time, just after dawn, there are hardworking half-children and seven or eight-year-old girls, carrying baskets or bags on their backs, picking up grain in the harvested fields.

A string of laughter can be heard from a distance, and occasionally their cries of surprise can be heard.

Seeing this scene, the old man seemed to feel much better. "It's better to be children, a corn stick can make them happy for a long time."

"Yes." Fu Yu saw that his old father's complexion had improved, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You haven't heard from your Yue family yet?"

"Speaking of this, my son also finds it strange. According to what Uncle Song said, the father-in-law, mother-in-law and brother-in-law's family are all fine, but there has been no letter to us in the past few months."

"Perhaps because of the flood, the road between the village where they stayed and the outside world was cut off."

"My son thought about it too."

"What did your father-in-law write in the last letter to you?"

"It's the usual greetings and concerns, and Xiaotao's daughter-in-law is happy again."

"Oh, the fact that Xiaotao's wife is happy should be the key."

"Ah."

"Your father-in-law and mother-in-law are good people."

"Ah."

Fu Yu thought of his family's special status, and he didn't dare to contact the Fang family more on weekdays because he was afraid of hurting the Fang family.

"Alas!" The old man also felt sorry for his son and daughter-in-law, so he continued to ask apologetically, "Yu'er, do you and Mrs. Fang know the exact address of Xiaotao's daughter-in-law's natal home?"

"I don't know. In the previous letter from my father-in-law, it only said that it was a small village on Qingniu Mountain, and didn't even mention the name of the village in detail."

"There are several villages on Qingniu Mountain, and we are so far apart, it is not convenient to inquire about them."

Although people like them were not explicitly prohibited from leaving Liaodong, they would definitely be suspected if they went out.

Especially when those people are still eyeing them, they can't make a wrong move.

"Yes. My son is also anxious now, and I don't know how to explain it to Mrs. Fang."

"Yu'er, don't worry too much. With your father-in-law's wisdom, he will write us a letter if it's convenient for him."

"Well, my son thought the same way before. It's just that after seeing Uncle Song and the others, my son's heart has no idea."

"Oh." Not only did the son have no idea, but the old man's heart was also in suspense.

It's just their identities, so they are destined not to go out to find someone in a big way.Even if they want to entrust someone to find them, they dare not entrust them without someone they trust very much, lest they will be self-defeating.

...

On the day when Yan Yi escorted the relief supplies to Yingzui Cliff, it happened to rain in autumn.

The light rain began to fall before dawn, and it didn't stop until noon.

The most irritating thing is that there is not much rainfall, but it delays everyone's work.

In the past few days, in order to build the house for the Qingzhou refugees as soon as possible, Qi Yuanshan and Lao Jindu sent soldiers from the Qianhu Office and the Guard Office to help.

With the help of two small flag soldiers, the house was built quickly.Seeing that the project was about to be completed, it suddenly started to rain, and the leader of Song's team was anxious to jump.

When Yan Yi drove into the mountain pass in a carriage, he happened to have a panoramic view of the entire Qingxi Town.

The mountains in the distance are undulating, like a landscape painting with splashed ink, standing still between the vast world.

The nearby town was full of fireworks, and pedestrians hurriedly walked across the street holding oil-paper umbrellas.

Slowly, there was smoke rising from the kitchen. Occasionally, the voices of adults and the naughty laughter of children could be heard from the half-open courtyard door.

The carriage followed the straight yellow sand road and headed towards Qianhusuo.

It is said that there is one autumn rain and one cold, and the cold autumn rain falls drop by drop on the big hands sticking out of the car window.

The knuckles of the big hand are tough and well-groomed, even if you can't ignore the thin calluses on the palm and fingertips, you can still know that it is a noble hand.

Qi Yuanshan got the information from Uncle Meng, and Yan Yi came to Liaodong with relief supplies.

It's just that he didn't expect that Yan Yi didn't live in the city or the inn in this weather, but ran to them in the rain.

Shocked and surprised, Qi Yuanshan took the lead to greet him before he had time to think.

"My lower official, Qi Yuanshan, pays my respects to Master Yan."

"Qi Qianhu is free of courtesy."

"Master Yan, please come inside."

"Ah."

Yan Yi entered the gate of the Qianhu Office, turned around and pointed to a group of carriages behind him, and said, "Qi Qianhu, the carriages are loaded with cotton-padded clothes and bedding to be distributed to Qingzhou refugees, as well as some commonly used medicinal materials. It's getting late today, Qi Qianhu Households should find a proper place to put these things away so they don’t get caught in the rain. Tomorrow, the Japanese officials will hand them over to Uncle Meng, who will distribute them to the refugees.”

"Yes, the next official will send someone to do it immediately."

Qi Yuanshan paid more attention to these materials than Yan Yi.

You must know that if you can appease these refugees, you can guarantee the internal peace of this party.

Qi Yuanshan looked at the tightly covered oilcloth on the carriage, fearing that other people would be disadvantaged, so he directly called Wang Dabao, Xiao Linzi and others.

"Lord Qianhu, don't worry, Humble Job will definitely take care of things well, and won't let these items get lost in the slightest."

"Well, you go."

Yan Yi walked in front, and his steps were not too big, he heard the conversation between Qi Yuanshan, Wang Dabao and others, and entered the room with a faint smile.

He is no stranger to this Qianhusuo, it is no different from being in his own territory.

After Qi Yuanshan also followed in, Yan Yi sat on the main seat instead of the guest, and even stretched out his hand to signal Qi Yuanshan to sit down too.

The two are also acquaintances, and they don't have so many worries when they talk.

Yan Yi didn't regard himself as an outsider, and he didn't put himself on the map of a superior at all, acting quite easy-going.

At the beginning Qi Yuanshan was still a little uneasy, but as Yan Yi asked more topics, Qi Yuanshan gradually let go of the wariness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)