Chapter 270 Going Home!

The village chief walked briskly out of the county government office, and seeing the crowd waiting outside the county town, he waved his hand and called out loudly,

"Let's go! Home!"

Oh! I have a home now!

We have a home now!

The children jumped up in excitement.

Also accompanying the group was Liu, a yamen runner from Pingchuan County. The villagers were living peacefully when suddenly hundreds of people arrived; the officials would definitely send someone to explain the situation.

Otherwise, it would be bad if the other party refused to let you stay, or if there were disagreements and conflicts arose.

Moreover, this time it was arranged personally by the eldest son of the prefect's family, so the county magistrate dared not neglect it in the slightest.

Although he has a prefect above him, the prefect can even control the prefect, so he, a mere county magistrate, can't afford to offend him.

Therefore, the magistrate of Pingchuan County was very capable. He not only quickly helped the villagers of Shanglin Village to complete their household registration, but also prepared the grain seeds and three months' worth of rations that the village chief and the others should receive and had them delivered to them.

Incidentally, Liu, a yamen runner, was also sent along. However, Liu was only there to guide the way, or rather, to introduce these new villagers to the original inhabitants of Yuncun.

Liu, the constable, was also a talkative man. He walked beside Village Chief Lin and enthusiastically introduced him to the village chief.

"This is the first time that Village Chief Lin has come to Pingchuan County. I think Pingchuan County is a small and relatively remote county in Yunlu City. However, it is a peaceful place with a good environment and a small population. There are not many messy things here."

Although Liu, the constable, was just a lowly constable, he was a high-ranking official in Lin Dajiang's eyes.

Now this official is walking beside him, chatting calmly about everyday things—something he would never have dared to imagine before.

Lin Dajiang was a little nervous.

"Officer Liu, you can just call me Lin Dajiang. We won't call you village chief anymore. From now on, when we come to Chuyun Village, we'll all be ordinary villagers."

To be honest, my biggest wish throughout this journey has been to have a home. I originally thought I would never have one in my life, alas! There were so many skeletons on the road of fleeing famine; we were lucky.”

The village chief silently recited in his heart:

Because we have Ningbao!

Hearing the village chief's words, the villagers walking near him also thought about their experiences along the way. They were really lucky; at least they were still alive and their families were still together.

But the owners of the mountains of white bones along the road were not so lucky, and there was still no news of their relatives, including the women's families.

Thinking about these things made everyone feel quite down.

Sensing that everyone was in a bad mood, Liu, the constable, quickly and cheerfully tried to comfort them.

"Okay, if you won't call me village chief, then I'll call you Uncle Jiang."

Uncle Da Jiang?

Lin Dajiang was stunned for a moment, and almost lost his balance due to nervousness. He waved his hands repeatedly at Liu, the constable.

"It is absolutely forbidden, it must not be done."

"You're an official, how can you call me uncle? I really don't deserve it!"

Liu, the constable, smiled at Lin Dajiang.

"Uncle Dajiang, don't be nervous. My family has been farmers in the village for generations. I was just lucky to become a yamen runner."

You're older than my father, so I can't very well call you brother. Calling you uncle is much more appropriate.

"Is...is it suitable?" Lin Dajiang was still a little nervous, and his voice trembled slightly.

Liu, the constable, nodded to him.

"Of course it's suitable!"

Uncle Dajiang's Chuyun Village is really nice. There are only a dozen or so households living there. Their village chief's surname is Huang and his name is Huang Jinshan. He's a nice guy and easy to get along with.

Village Chief Huang is a native of this area and knows the place very well, both in the mountains and by the water. If you have any questions, you can ask him.

There's probably no sea where you live. There are quite a few things to be aware of when living by the sea, so you should communicate and discuss them carefully. It won't be easy for you to figure things out on your own.

Lin Dajiang nodded repeatedly, looking at Liu the constable with great gratitude.

"Thanks to Liu the constable for telling me this, we've never seen the sea before. It seems we'll be in trouble with Village Chief Huang a lot in the future."

I'll need to trouble Officer Liu to give me a proper introduction later.

"No problem, no problem at all."

Although the group had horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts, most of the villagers still had to walk.

It takes an hour to get from Pingchuan County to Qingyun Town. Although the distance is not short, it is nothing to the group in good spirits.

An hour later they entered a small town, which was not big but looked quite tidy.

Although there weren't many people on the street, all the necessary shops were there.

Located by the sea, you can smell a faint fishy smell as soon as you enter the town, and there are quite a few people selling seafood in the town.