Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 132: Victory is in sight

Jiaren kowtowed solemnly again, and then took the jade pendant with both hands.

“Thank you sir, I will study hard in the future, carry forward the master’s sect, protect my relatives and friends, respect my teachers, and never slack off!”

Mr. Wen nodded and helped him stand up with his own hands.

Jiaren turned around and saluted Mrs. Cui again, "Sister-in-law."

 “Hey.” Mrs. Cui responded, already in tears.

I don’t know whether she was thinking of her deceased father, or she was happy that there was a successor to her father’s teachings...

 Old Mrs. Li felt sad, patted her on the shoulder and advised her.

 “From now on we are a family, and we have to look for the best in everything.”

Jiayin also climbed into Mrs. Cui's arms and wiped her tears with her little hands.

Mrs. Cui hugged Jiayin tightly, but her back straightened even more.

 The people in the village were very happy when they saw that Jiaren had become a good gentleman and came forward to express their congratulations.

 “Congratulations, Mr. Wen, for gaining a good disciple.”

“Yes, Mr. Wen, you don’t know that Jiaren is the best child in our village.”

“Yes, study hard, be filial and sensible, and you will definitely do nothing wrong in the future.”

Mr. Wen also smiled and thanked everyone with his hands.

Suddenly, the Li family's banquet was held. The men sat around the shed, roasting meat and eating meat. The women also fed their children while eating.

 Old Mrs. Li felt sorry for the half-bag of grain, but she knew it was worth the money.

Sometimes she feels that this escape is really magical. If she lives a good life in Saibei, the family will be stable, but how can the fourth child and Jiayi become so strong, and how can the grandson find such a good husband...

 Wealth can be gained through danger, this saying is true...

 After officially becoming a disciple, Mr. Wen’s requirements for Jiaren were much higher.

Jiaren went to the small cave to study almost as soon as it got dark. He didn’t come back to sleep until after dark. He almost did all his eating, drinking and diarrhea there.

Old Mrs. Li simply discussed it with her daughter-in-law, and Tao Hongying followed her, fully responsible for the two meals a day in the small cave.

Although Mrs. Cui recovered and Sister-in-law Qiong was there to help, neither of them looked like they could do housework and could even make porridge.

In order not to waste food, to feed her children well, and to respect her teachers, Tao Hongying had to go.

 Good news often follows me when I have nothing to do.

I have to say that the pile of books in the Guo family really saved Mrs. Cui and helped her pass away too much boring time.

 Sometimes, she could hold a book and sit still for an hour or two.

Jiayin occasionally turned over, and it was a headache for the traditional Chinese characters, and she was not fulfilled. She crowded Mrs. Cui's arms and asked her to read.

Mrs. Cui was pleased that the little girl was eager to learn, so she hugged her and half-reclined on the bed, with warm stones under her feet and a thick quilt covering her, and they read together.

When I meet someone I’m interested in, my eyes will sparkle when I hear the good news. If I hear the boring poems, my mouth will water when I fall asleep when the good news is a lullaby...

Tao Hongying was previously worried that Mrs. Cui would be bored, but slowly seeing her holding Jiayin with a particularly gentle expression on her face, she gave up the idea of ​​carrying her daughter out.

As a woman, she can better understand the sorrow in Mrs. Cui's heart. It would be a good thing if her daughter's innocence can bring some comfort to Mrs. Cui.

Just like that, Jiayin listened to stories and books during the day, lay in bed at night, secretly practiced her mental power in space, and took care of the chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs, and her days flew by.

One day the village chief flipped through the almanac in the package and suddenly shouted, "Oh, the New Year is in three days!"

This sentence made everyone busy. Although they were fleeing and the conditions were limited, they still had to prepare for the new year.

 The old year can be hard, sad, and confusing, but the new year is coming, and we must pray for good weather, peace and health.

This time, Mrs. Li decided to make a meal of dumplings that could feed the whole family without adding sorghum rice porridge.

To seek good omens and encourage the whole family.

 In the past, it was the old lady who looked at the bag of fine grains. This time Jiayin took advantage of the third aunt's first scoop of noodles and secretly added two ladles. Zhao Yuru thought it was given by the small cave and didn't care. After all, there are few people there and there is relatively a lot of food.

It just so happened that Mrs. Li was still talking, "Invite Mr. Wen, Mrs. Cui, and Dr. Zhang to the New Year's Eve dinner. Then ask Lao Zhao and the others, and invite them all if they can."

Maybe she was afraid that her daughter-in-law would be reluctant to part with her, so she added, "Old Zhao and the others originally ate with our family. Mr. Wen is Jiaren's husband, and Dr. Zhang is an honored guest entrusted to our family by Mr. Ye. They cannot be left behind."

Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru of course agreed, so on New Year’s Eve, the Li Family Cave was almost overcrowded.

The Li family prepared dumplings filled with dried venison and wild boar and mushrooms, stewed a large pot of rabbit meat, boiled pheasant soup, and baked two-faced pancakes with sorghum noodles and thin noodles.

 Everyone was well fed, chatting and laughing, and in full swing.

 The same is true in other caves, with children playing and adults gossiping.

 In such troubled times, there can still be days like this, everyone seems to be dreaming...

But after the New Year, as the snow in the mountains and forests is melting, and the food bags of each family are dwindling, everyone knows that the day of embarking on the journey again is coming.

After waiting for another half month, the snow on the sunny slopes in the mountains and forests has almost melted away.

Everyone started to pack their luggage, and they were reluctant to part with it, but things like seats and benches had to be thrown away.

Li Laosan and his people made twenty large sledges, and each family loaded them with things.

It was a still cold early morning. Everyone had a full meal and looked at the mountain stream where they had lived for four months with reluctance in their eyes.

Especially for Jiaren, the Guo family has so many books that they really can’t take them away, so they can only keep most of them and wait for an opportunity to pick them up in the future.

Although the entrance to the cave was blocked by his uncle and brother carrying big rocks, so that no birds or beasts could enter and cause harm, he was still worried. After all, these books were too precious...

No matter how reluctant or anxious they were, everyone bravely embarked on the journey.

 After a winter of training, the villagers have become more cooperative and stronger.

The remaining dozen mountains were climbed in just twenty days.

Of course, along the way, they encountered wolves and wild bears who woke up early to look for food to fill their bellies.

But this time, the wolves followed them for a day and then retreated.

The black bear even contributed his bear skin and went to see the Lord of Hell.

This gave the villagers great confidence, and they became more united and more courageous.

One day in March, a family of ninety-eight people, old and young, finally stood on the top of the last mountain, looking at the Jinsha River not far below the mountain and the pier with large ships parked on the riverside. Everyone was moved to tears. Eyes filled with tears, he cried loudly.

 “We are out, we are out, woo woo, we can live!”

Everyone could no longer bear it and wished they could go down the mountain and cross the river without stopping for a moment!

　　The sledge that used to feel heavy was now being pulled very fast.

　　Everyone reached the foot of the mountain before sunset.

 It's a pity that Wangshan ran to death.

Even if we reach the foot of the mountain, we are still seven or eight miles away from the pier.

The old people discussed it and decided to continue on their way. When they arrived at the dock, it would definitely be safer with the protection of the imperial army.

With hungry stomachs, everyone dragged their luggage and rushed to the dock.

 The young boys kept running ahead happily, calling their parents to hurry up from time to time.

Everyone was smiling. Walking on the official road saves a lot of energy compared to walking in the mountains and forests.

Just when victory was in sight, a rumble of horse hooves suddenly came from behind.

Liu Biaotou, who was holding the battle, looked back subconsciously and his eyes were split with shock.

 He yelled with all his strength, "Throw the thing away, run, run to the dock!"

 (End of this chapter)