"Let's find some wild vegetables along the way, it should be enough for a while." He picked up the water bag and bucket at home, "You stay here to watch my son, I'll go buy water."
It must be said that Zhao Gang made the right decision, because not long after, a group of bandits and refugees attacked Lingshan Town. When the government got the news, the bandits had disappeared, and many people died in Lingshan Town, and the most dead were the victims who stayed outside.
At this time, he didn't know that because of his decision, his family of three escaped a disaster.
Here, Gulan, who was driving back, was welcomed by two little girls and Dahei. Dahei broke free from Daya's hand, kept circling around his master, wagging his tail, and making a whining sound, as if accusing his master of abandoning him here. It wasn't until AnAn held it for a while that the guy calmed down.
Li Da and his brothers were busy unloading their own grain. Their grain was loaded into Gulan's cart and pulled back together, and Gulan helped. Several large sacks were quickly taken down. It looked like a lot, but there were many men in their family who could eat. The Li family was very happy to buy food, and they no longer had to worry about not being able to walk.
Their food was still stored when they fled from the famine. They also encountered villages, towns and counties on the way. Except for the famine, they were not allowed to enter. The fact that they could hold on until now was the result of everyone saving again and again. The old man Li and his wife finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although more than half of the silver and money on them were dug out, the old couple was still very happy. They watched their sons unload the food on their own car. Except for enough for a few days, the rest was tied tightly with oilcloth.
The mood was relaxed after buying the food, and the old man Li also strolled to Gulan's side to see the carriage with great interest. After a careful observation, he reached out and touched it a few times, and praised "the cart is good." It was also oiled and used carefully for a few years without any problem.
"It's all thanks to Brother Li," Gulan smiled happily.
"As for him, the rest is just OK, but he does have a good eye." Old man Li touched the strands of beard on his chin modestly, but the light in his eyes showed that he was satisfied with his eldest son.
Gulan was amused by the modest old man and felt relieved. She didn't want the cart she just bought to fall apart within a few months.
After appreciating it enough, Old man Li didn't stay for long. When he left, he also took AnAn and Erya with him to play with Goudan.
Daya was helping Gulan sort out today's harvest and didn't go with him. The purchase of grain was delayed for so long that there was little hope of traveling today, so Gulan thought it was a good time to clean up. The first thing must be the car. The oilcloth has been bought, and it can't be left idle. Next, with the help of Li Da and his brothers, Gulan used two pieces of oilcloth and several wooden sticks to tie them up along the cart frame with ropes, and then used oilcloth to wrap it all up. Except for the door in the front, the remaining three directions were fixed to the car frame with ropes.
With the help of Brother Li, it took only two quarters of an hour to complete the whole process. A cart with a carriage stood in front of Gulan and Daya. The most difficult part had been completed. Gulan hurriedly said "thank you" to the brothers of the Li family. As for the rest, it was not complicated. Gulan didn't want to trouble them anymore, so she declined their kindness.
Then she took out the needle and thread, scissors and oilcloth. Gulan wanted to make waterproof barrel cloth. As the name suggests, its function is to waterproof. It's fine when the cart is not moving. Once the cart moves, it can't be stable as before. It is easy to shake. Then the bucket in the cart will overflow even if the cover is tight. With the waterproof barrel cloth, there is an extra layer of protection, so it is not easy to soak the bedding and food in the cart. Gulan had considered this when buying the oilcloth.
What surprised was that Daya's needlework was also good. She sewed in a good way. It was indeed a poor child who grew up early. It looked like she had done a lot of work before. With the help of the little girl, a super large waterproof barrel cloth was completed in a short while. It can just hold three barrels. Once the lid is closed and tied tightly, water will not overflow easily. After finishing all these, there is nothing left. You just need to arrange the space in the cart reasonably.
The space in the cart is about half a zhang and about one zhang long (1 zhang = 3m). Except for the space left in the front for driving the cart, it is not small. Reasonable use can also free up a lot of space.
The overall structure of the cart is equipped with frame handrails in the left, right and rear directions. With the addition of oilcloth, there is no need to worry about things rolling down from the back. After thinking about it, Gulan put the wooden barrel on one side of the cart, and the fodder and grain at the back. As for the iron pots and sundries she bought, they were all placed on the bucket, just to increase some pressure to prevent water from splashing, but they can't be fixed on the road without ropes.
As for the bedding, they were placed on the grain. After arranging it like this, there was still a lot of space left in the car. It was more than enough for a few people to sit down, but it was just a little crowded, but don't forget that there was still space in the front of the cart, which could also accommodate two people.
After everything was arranged, the two of them, one big and one small, worked for nearly half an hour, and the results were quite gratifying. From now on, she is also a cart owner, and Gulan is very happy. Now her son no longer had to borrow a cart to ride, so it was more reassuring to leave him by her side. After tidying up the cart, it was time for them to change.
The clothes were all bought, and while there was water in Lingshan Town, she had to dress herself up. Now that she had a cart, no one would believe her even if she pretended to be poor, so she might as well clean herself up. Besides, she was not alone now. The people in Lijia Village looked pretty good overall, and Gulan had no plans to leave.
To be honest, it was not that Gulan didn't dislike her these days, but the smell on her body was really indescribable. She found a few sets of clothes from the bedding package, two of which were handed to Daya, all made of coarse linen. Gulan wanted to buy better ones, but the prices were really high. Besides, she was fleeing from famine, and there was no need to dress too well as she was exhausted all day.
Here, Daya looked at the clothes in her hands and tears of excitement fell down, her eyes full of disbelief. This was the first time she had received new clothes since she grew up. At this moment, Daya felt that she and her sister were lucky. They met a master who took them in. Not only could they eat well, but they also had new clothes.
"Okay, don't be touched. Hurry up and light the fire. After lunch, boil water to wash and change. Throw away the tattered clothes on your body. It's a farewell to the past."
Gulan couldn't bear to see such a big child looking at her with tears in her eyes, and immediately spoke.
"Yes," Daya nodded hurriedly, "Thank you, Uncle Gu," and looked at Gulan with gratitude, then lowered her head and started to work and light the fire.
From the movements of her hands, it can be seen that the little girl is in a very good mood at the moment, and the movements of her hands are much more cheerful.
But before lunch, there is still an important thing to do, first open the pot, which is one of the reasons why Gulan bought such a big piece of fat. Of course, the more reason is naturally to save oil. The taste of cooking with lard is very fragrant, and the oil is also delicious. After the fire was lit, Gulan took out one of the harvests... the big iron pot, washed it with water several times, and put it on the fire. When the pot was boiling hot and smoking, I cut off a piece of skin with a little fat with a kitchen knife and rubbed the pot in a circle. I didn't miss any corners. I didn't stop until one or two minutes later. There was only a layer of skin left in my hand. The fat was all gone and the surface was black.