Chapter 11 The Tomb
When Yang Xi asked, Zhou Xiaodi and others looked over.
Zhou Yu spread the quilt and helped his mother sit down before saying: "A month ago, my father and I went out of the city to rescue Wu Shan from the soldiers. At that time, Wu Shan almost died under the swords of the soldiers."
Yang Xi felt heavy in his heart. There were at least tens of thousands of refugees in this area where refugees were resettled. "Did Wu Shan's family flee to the capital a month ago?"
Zhou Yu picked up his son, raised his hand and touched his forehead, making sure he was not feverish and his heart dropped, "Well, Wushan's hometown was attacked by rioters, and the family had no choice but to leave their hometown."
Yang Xi knew that the northeastern region had the largest number of rebellious people, and various ethnic groups in the grassland often plundered the northeast. In addition, the court failed to suppress it promptly, and the people in the northeastern region were miserable, forcing them to flee their hometowns and become refugees.
Little Di Zhou's stomach began to growl after he recovered. Everyone looked at him and covered his stomach with his hands, "I'm not hungry."
Yang Xizang's snacks had long been shared. They were stared at in the capital and wanted to leave the capital as soon as possible. They had no food with them, and the Zhou family was faced with the dilemma of having no food.
Just when Zhou Yu was about to speak, Wu Shan came from outside the hut, "Mr. Zhou, can I come in conveniently?"
"Brother Wu, please come in."
Wu Shan came in with two big bundles in his hands, "Young master entrusted me with these, and they are all here."
After saying that, he took out the remaining silver coins and copper coins from his arms and put them all on the baggage.
Zhou Yu had an account in his mind and knew how much money was left. He glanced at it and knew that Wu Shan didn't hide the money secretly. He felt relieved and said with a grateful face, "Brother Wu has helped me a lot. This is some kind of kindness. Please ask Brother Wu."
Take it."
When Yang Xi saw that there were still more than six taels of silver or several hundred copper coins left, Zhou Yu took about two taels of silver and gave it to Wu Shan.
Wu Shan resisted twice, and finally accepted with a blushing face, "It's difficult to do odd jobs in winter, and my family really needs money to survive the winter, so I shamelessly accepted it."
The refugee was short of food, so he was able to work odd jobs in the city only because Mr. Zhou helped set up a traffic sign. Even if he could earn money, it would not be enough to feed the family. His hair turned gray from worrying about food in the winter.
Zhou Yu smiled and pointed at the baggage and silver and said, "I admire your brother's character. You deserve it for helping me."
Wu Shan still felt guilty, so he patted his chest and said, "With me, Wu Shan, I will never let anyone bully you."
Zhou Yudao: "Brother, just call me Zhou Da from now on."
His handwriting cannot be used, and his name must be blurred, which is very convenient.
Wu Shan had his own wisdom and knew that the Zhou family was in trouble. He secretly cursed a good official for not being rewarded in this damn world, and then said: "When I came back yesterday, I took the boys from my family to dig the grave. Sir, no, look.
When will your father be buried?"
Yang Xi raised her head after hearing this. She didn't want to go back to her ancestral home. Zhou Yu not only didn't want to go back to his ancestral home, he also wanted to bury his father near the capital!
Zhou Yu's voice was filled with pain, "Let's set out at dawn tomorrow."
In case the nearby refugees wake up and the coffins carrying them draw too much attention, and now they have entered a refugee gathering place, their family must keep a low profile for a while until the people who are pursuing them give up.
Wu Shan wanted to raise his hand to pat Mr. Zhou on the shoulder to comfort him, but when he saw his rough hand retracted, "Master Zhou will understand you."
His father died on the road and was buried. It is difficult for people in this world to survive.
Zhou Yu's eyes were red, "I'll trouble Brother Wu tomorrow."
Wu Shan said a few words of comfort before leaving. The entire Zhou family looked at the two rag bundles.
Zhou Yu handed the remaining silver and copper coins to his wife and opened two bundles. One bundle contained patched cotton clothes and shoes, and the bottom was a thick quilt.
The other bundle contained some grain and dry food, as well as some prepared medicine packages, and at the bottom was a clay pot and bowls and chopsticks. No wonder the two bundles were so big.
Chapter completed!