Chapter 117 Village Relocation
Chapter 117 Village Relocation
Unlike the two villages that were notified earlier, after they told the village chief of Songjia Village, the village chief notified the entire village as quickly as possible even though it was late at night.
In just a quarter of an hour, every household in the village was brightly lit.
The three yamen runners did not go to other houses, but waited at the village chief's house.
How were other families? They could not see, nor could they judge, but the village chief's family, where they were staying, had already made preparations for escaping the famine.
The village chief told the men in the family to notify other people in the village, while the women and children in the family quickly put on their clothes and packed their belongings as quickly as possible.
What the three yamen runners could see was that the things in the village chief's house should have been packed up in advance. Now, after they stuffed some things in, they went to the backyard and came out, saying that they were just waiting for other people in the village to pack up and leave.
The other people in the village didn't have to wait too long.
It took only two quarters of an hour for the village chief to tell the three yamen runners that the whole village could follow them, but there were a lot of things, so the team might be a bit large when they went out.
The three yamen runners seemed a little dazed. They told the village chief that they would go to the village entrance to wait, and then left in a somewhat awkward manner.
When the huge team that the village chief had mentioned appeared before the three yamen runners, they were no longer stunned, but were completely shocked.
What they saw were not only the people of Songjia Village, but also one movable building after another.
"Chief of Songjia Village, what is this?" After all, the older yamen runner was more calm than the two younger ones. After being shocked, he began to ask about the movable small building.
The village chief smiled with great pride, but his tone was very modest: "The weather has been hot recently, and the land is getting drier day by day. Even crops can no longer be planted. The old people in the village said that this weather might mean they have to flee from disasters, so aren't we preparing for it? If we can use it, we can use it. If we can't, we can chop it up and use it as firewood when the harvest is good. The young people in the village made this building cart that can be pulled by animals."
After the village chief finished speaking, he chuckled twice, appearing particularly simple and honest.
And only then did these yamen runners understand why the older generation in their families told them never to underestimate the farmers in the country, because farmers are very wise.
"Let's go."
The things that the village developed themselves were also for the convenience of relocation during disaster escape. They were just yamen runners who came to organize the migration to the south. Just asking one question would be enough, and there was no need to pursue it too much.
With the words "Let's go", the whole team started moving. Two by two, tower cars drove out of the village. The lanterns hanging on the tower cars lit up, illuminating the way forward.
The Song family's car was in the middle of the team. Because the team was large and there were many cars, the progress was very slow.
The moment they stepped out of the village, everyone looked back in the direction of Songjia Village, their eyes reddening.
Although I had made sufficient preparations for today's migration south to escape famine some time ago, and looked very much looking forward to leaving, when it was time to really leave, I was filled with reluctance.
Everyone has different feelings about this place, the only thing in common is the deep nostalgia.
But most people in the Song family learned from Song Rending's new life that this disaster would only become more and more serious, and would eventually become serious enough to affect the local political situation, leading to a situation where officials would rebel and the people would be in chaos.
In the end, there was even burning, killing and looting, and ordinary people had no hope of survival at all.
In this situation, the wisest option is to leave when the situation is not serious at the beginning.
Therefore, no matter how reluctant they were, no one in the Song family said a word.
The situation of other families in the village is similar. They are all reluctant to give up the land and wealth accumulated by the village where they have lived for generations.
But in front of this group of people, hanging was the apple that would allow them to truly return to their roots in Laizhou. In the end, between reluctance and returning to their roots, this group of people firmly chose the latter.
"Brother, the people in Songjia Village are really weird. They just moved away with the entire village?" The skinny bailiff came up to the older bailiff and asked a question that he couldn't understand.
The older yamen runner had worked in the yamen for a few more years and had also been to the department in charge of household registration, so he knew very well that Songjia Village was originally an immigrant population that fled the flood several generations ago. It was only because the entire village was made up of immigrants from the same clan that they all settled down and formed the current Songjia Village.
So he could understand why the people of Songjia Village were willing to move away with their families because of the disaster and the court's obstruction of migration to the south.
"The entire village of Songjia Village came from Laizhou. They had no way to go north before, but now that they have the opportunity to move south, they are naturally willing to go back." The elderly yamen runner explained to the skinny yamen runner.
"Oh, so that's how it is." The skinny bailiff nodded.
He really didn't know about this, but now that he knows, he can understand why Songjia Village was merged when others thought the disaster was not serious enough to require relocation.
Even if they were fleeing a disaster and moving south, the entire team had to set out from Sanliting outside the city.
At Sanliting outside the city, some people were already waiting there.
Those were other families who were willing to flee the disaster and relocate, and they were notified and organized by other yamen runners.
The total number of people organized from a dozen villages is less than half of that of Songjia Village.
The three yamen runners led a team from Songjia Village, which also included one or two families from other villages, and marched to Sanliting in a mighty procession. The people waiting there were a little surprised.
Especially the yamen runners waiting there, they were extremely shocked.
They worked hard to travel to so many places, and finally gathered together, but the number of people organized was pitifully small.
The three men ran to three villages and it looked like they had moved away from an entire village.
The convoy in this village is particularly novel.
"Lao Miao, what's the situation here?" The leading official in charge of the team's migration south was very familiar with the older yamen runner. Seeing that his team was so large, he came forward and asked.
"Nothing, Captain Liu. There is a village whose ancestral home is in Laizhou. I heard they could escape the disaster and migrate south. I guess they just wanted to take the opportunity to return to their roots." The elderly yamen runner replied, "This team will be handed over to your side camp. There are many more people this time than the wave in the daytime, but I guess most of the people in a village should be easy to manage as long as we talk to the village chief."
The elderly yamen runner shared his thoughts with the border camp captain named Liu.
The captain of the border camp nodded, and then ordered the new team to merge into the previous team.
Because everyone is here and it’s time to set off.
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