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

Chapter 137 It is better to seek help from others than from yourself!

I don’t know how long it took, but she seemed to be picked up. She turned around and vomited again when she was dizzy, but then someone gave her water and put a small thing in her mouth.

The familiar strange astringent smell made her try to open her eyes, and she saw Mr. Ye holding her in his arms.

Perhaps when he saw that she was awake, Mr. Ye's eyes lit up. He quickly gave her some more water and whispered in her ear.

"Fu Niu, take the medicine quickly. This is what you gave me. Don't worry, everyone is fine."

Jiayin tried her best to turn her head to see the grandmother next to her, but Mr. Ye stopped her.

"Doctor Zhang said you have a wound on your head and cannot move. Your grandma has bandaged the wound and taken pills, and the fever has gone down."

Jiayin was completely relieved. He drank a lot of water and wanted to talk, but he couldn't hold it in anymore.

 Before she fell into coma completely, she smiled with the corner of her mouth.

 Good people are still rewarded!

At first, she couldn't bear to see Mr. Ye die of illness and took the risk to give him pills. Later, she regretted it, especially after being scared by her grandma.

But she didn’t expect that her recklessness not only saved Mr. Ye’s life, but also saved her own and grandma’s lives! It even saved the lives of the whole family and the whole village!

Mr. Ye carefully held the little girl in his arms and couldn't help but frown, feeling extremely distressed.

Tao Hongying came in from the outside and saw that everyone in the family was dozing off, but it was Mr. Ye who was holding his daughter.

She stretched out her hand to take it, but Mr. Ye refused...

  When Jiayin woke up again, it was already noon on the second day.

Everyone moved the camp to the dock. Although no one from the Dingbei Army came to drive them away, no one dared to get close because Mr. Ye had already gone to file a petition.

 The villagers made fires to cook and took care of the injured, silent but full of anger and grievance.

Jiayin was held in her arms by her mother and ate half a bowl of porridge, and drank some bitter medicine. She tried it silently, but still couldn't enter the space.

 Obviously, her brain or mental power is the medium connecting the spatial courtyard.

Now that I have an injury on my head, I have temporarily lost contact with the space courtyard.

 This is like riding a bicycle, and the chain falls off at a critical moment.

Jiayin was very depressed. Fortunately, her head was not so uncomfortable anymore. Grandma also woke up for a while and fell asleep again. She was not in danger of her life.

 The whole family feels more at ease and is finally in the mood to eat and sleep.

In the other tents, the village chief and Uncle Zhao also came forward. Although it took a long time to raise them, they finally did not commit their lives here.

The men in the village, as long as they could move, were sitting outside warming themselves by the fire. They seemed to be resting, but in fact they all had hatchets at hand.

Last night's desperate attempt to save lives made it clear to all of them that at the critical moment, they still have to rely on themselves to save their lives!

 At dusk, Mr. Ye finally came back and brought the news that the general had been dismissed.

The villagers still couldn't understand their hatred, but the village chief said, "That's good enough. Don't embarrass Mr. Ye. Besides, everyone scratched the man's face and the injuries were serious. He won't be able to see anyone for several months." ”

Everyone lowered their heads. In fact, they knew in their hearts that they were just ordinary people. Let alone one of them, they were all dead. What could they do to the general?

The village chief thanked Mr. Ye on behalf of the villagers.

Mr. Ye waved his hand and said, "I will send out troops the day after tomorrow, so I can't stay with you all the time. But tomorrow I will **** you across the river, and you can rest in the south of the Yangtze River for a few days. I will ask people to send you food and supplies, and you will have food and accommodation." Don't worry."

 He picked up Jiayin skillfully and patted it twice.

"There is an Immigration Department here, which will re-register you with your household registration, issue road guides, and find you a place to stay. Each person can also be allocated four acres of wasteland, and you don't have to pay food taxes for two years. You can live there in peace, and I'll give you half a month You’ll be back in about a minute.”

Everyone nodded, and the village chief was also happy.

“Mr. Ye, thank you for your help. If we hadn’t met you, our entire village would have been dead!”

Mr. Ye refused to take credit, "When I was in trouble, it was only because Aunt Li's family took good care of me that I am today. A great kindness must be repaid generously, and this is what it should be." Everyone looked at the Li family, and they felt more and more that they were fleeing with their family. Couldn't be more true.

 There was nothing to say all night. On the next day, Mr. Ye found a big boat, loaded all the people and their luggage on the boat, and sent them to the other side of the river.

Jiayin was once again half dizzy due to the swaying in the water.

By the time she was able to disembark and settle down again, and when she had completely recovered, Mr. Ye had already left in a hurry with his troops.

 The new camp is located at the west gate of a city, which is also the busiest city gate connected to the dock.

The villagers found it strange and walked around the camp. They were looked at like monkeys by everyone.

The village chief felt uneasy, and Li Laoer and others also felt uncomfortable staying here.

So after some discussion, Li Laoer took a few villagers to find a thatched shed at the gate of the city.

There is a sign of Immigration Department 3 hanging outside the thatched shed, but there are only two clerks on duty.

Hearing that people wanted to register their household registrations, get directions, and divide wasteland, the clerk was very impatient.

Li Laoer understood the idea and gave each of them a piece of silver.

Sure enough, the two clerks immediately became much more enthusiastic and asked with a smile.

“Where did you come from? It’s been half a year since the capital was moved, and you just came here. Isn’t it going to be easy?”

Li Laoer quickly apologized and responded.

“Isn’t that so, sir, we have endured a lot of hardships on the road, it’s hard to explain. We are from Qingshui Village, Junyang County, a total of ninety-three people, old and young. Thank you, sir.”

The two officials were surprised, "The distance is not that short, and the whole village walked here together?"

“Yes, the old and young men in the village all get along well. They helped each other along the way and got here.”

"It's not easy, it's really not easy. You people in the village are of one mind, but if you are not of one mind, you won't get here."

After exchanging a few words, the two opened the book and registered everyone's household registration.

It’s not too troublesome. Even one household only records the names of men. The elderly, children and women are all left behind. Just report the specific number of people.

 Soon, Li Laoer got the road guide.

 There were nearly a hundred people in a village, and a total of ten tickets were given.

When it was time to choose a place to stay, before I could take out the land book, another clerk suddenly came in from outside.

The clerk briefly glanced at everyone, and then pulled the two clerks out of the office with a smile.

The villagers didn’t think anything of it, they just thought it would be fine after a while.

 But Li Laoer's heart skipped a beat and he quietly followed him out.

 The three clerks were walking a little far away and spoke softly, so he couldn't hear them.

 But it was clear that the clerk who came later gave two ingots of silver to the two people working in the office!

At that time, he turned back and called a villager, and gave several instructions in a low voice.

Soon, the two petty officials came back, and the village chief was also carried on his back.

 The two clerks lost their previous amiability, coughed twice, and said with a cold face.

"There are ninety-four people in your village and twenty-five households. According to the rules, you will be divided into five places. We will circle two places in a while, and you can allocate one for yourself."

What? We need to settle down separately!

 The faces of the villagers all changed!

 (End of this chapter)