Chapter 389 Grandpa and Grandma
The old man was carefree and didn't think about anything else. He was still cheerful.
Bai Yu tilted his head to look at the girl who pursed her lips and asked softly, "Tianbao, do you have any relatives in Yuzhou?"
Tianbao nodded, "Yes, my mother and Second Aunt's relatives, as well as Dahuai Village. When our family was exiled, they all sent gifts to our family."
Although the memory is a little old, Tianbao has never forgotten it.
Although those memories are tiny and fragmented in the entire ocean of memory, they are pitifully few.
But she kept in mind everyone who had shown kindness to the Su family.
The old man and Little Wheat Ear suddenly understood.
"Xiangzhou is next to Yizhou. After passing Xiangzhou, you can reach Yuzhou. It's not far. If you are worried about it, just let Su An take a detour over there to see what the situation is. It's not a big deal. You are worried and sitting here will not solve the problem." Du Buqin didn't know who the Su family had relatives or neighbors. Even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart because he didn't know them.
But Bao and the three boys were worried.
As the only elder here, the old man thought he had to be reliable. "Hurry up and eat. After that, we'll set off! No rush, no rush. We have plenty of time!"
After hearing this, Wheat Ear held his forehead in silence.
Bing'er quietly pulled the old man's sleeve and whispered, "Grandpa Du, we have a lot of time, but those who are washed away by the water don't have much time. Hush."
The old man patted Bing'er's head with a fierce look on his face, "I know! Grandpa has a brain! Shh!"
In an instant, five more people were holding their foreheads.
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Dahuai Village is located at the junction of Yuzhou and Xiangzhou.
Just take a detour from Yizhou Wharf, pass through Xiangzhou and arrive at the post station at the border of the two states, where there is a small wharf where you can moor your boat.
Tianbao was still young at the time and had no idea about the terrain and road conditions there, and the three boys from the Su family were not much better off.
In the end, Su Wen and Su Wu put down their carrying poles and let Su An figure it out on his own, while Su An steered the boat.
Fortunately, the veteran helmsmen at the Twelve Piers were reliable enough, and the group arrived at the correct location after ten days.
Border station.
The place that was so noble in the eyes of Su An and his two brothers back then, now looking at it from afar, is no longer so noble and unattainable.
Although it is an official post station, it is not built luxuriously, but it looks extraordinary in the eyes of ordinary people.
Perhaps because it is very old and has not been properly repaired, the entire posthouse looks weathered and dilapidated.
After getting off the boat and going ashore, we saw mud everywhere, and the weeds on the shore were still in a flattened state after being washed away by the flood.
Walk up the muddy path and after a gentle slope you will reach the post station.
Su An, Su Wen and Su Wu were walking in the front. When their eyes swept across the woods in front of the post station, the past scenes still emerged in their minds.
Su An pointed to the small clearing in front of the forest where weeds were scattered and collapsed, and smiled, "I remember that our family rested there temporarily during our journey. Because we were exiles, we didn't dare to go near the post station."
Su Wen also remembered, "Thank goodness we sat here for a while, so Auntie was able to catch up with us. Otherwise, I really don't know if we would have met again. And Wei Li, we first met him here too. His mother helped our family out of trouble."
Su Wu quickened his pace and rushed to the post station. "I'm going to see if that petty official who looked down on others is still here. It's been so long, he must be around fifty years old, right?"
"Su Wu, get down to business. Buy the horse first," Bai Yu warned from behind. "If you don't speak up sooner, Grandpa Du, Xiaomai, and Huo Guidi will go and snatch it away!"
The slightly dull atmosphere was abruptly broken by him.
Du Buqin shook himself up, and without looking away, he began to look around the post station with his triangular eyes, looking for a horse.
Wheat Ear is ambitious and will not miss anything that can make her leave a name for herself.
Tian Bao sighed and patted her, "Don't carry the whip. It's useless to work in Dayue. You won't be able to make the list."
Wheat ears, “…”
Bing'er felt very sympathetic towards her good sister.
When Su Wu came out of the post station again, his face was full of regret. "That man left many years ago. What a pity. But I bought the horse."
Then he muttered softly, "If grandpa and grandma were here, they would probably be homesick."
He has a carefree personality, but even so, even though he has very few memories of Dahuai Village and his grandparents, he still feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he comes here, which makes him feel mixed emotions.
Perhaps this is why the elderly always hope to return to their roots.
With something on their minds, the group didn't linger long after getting the horses and immediately rode off.
The closer we got to Yuzhou from the post station, the more real the feeling of the flood became.
The flood has not completely receded, and there is still vast water on both sides of the road. It is muddy and messy, with no rice fields to be seen.
When passing by the village, there were large areas of houses that were washed away by the water. After the houses collapsed, the ground was covered with soil and rocks mixed in the water, and there were broken wooden beams lying across the ground.
The second half of the journey was even more depressing. On the road, there were more and more pots and pans washed out by the flood, dirty clothes piled up in balls, and black cloth shoes with holes that were rubbed off by someone struggling in the water.
The sobs and wails floating in the air became more and more real and more piercing to the eardrums.
Su An, Su Wen and Su Wu hardly spoke a word along the way.
Until another village submerged in water appeared in front of us. The water was too deep to allow the horses to continue walking.
Su An dismounted and rushed towards the village with dirty water up to his calves. "This is Liujia Village. My grandparents live here! I came back here many times with my parents when I was a child! Second and third brothers, keep going to the right. Hejia Village is in that direction. We'll meet at Dahuai Village tonight!"
Su Wen and Su Wu didn't say much and ran towards Hejia Village.
All my relatives are from Ningshui Town, and the villages are not far from each other.
After passing Liujia Village and Hejia Village, it will take another ten miles to reach Dahuai Village. They only need to look for people along the way and don't need to run too far.
Little Wheat Ear looked in both directions, worried that there were only two brothers over there, and if he needed help he wouldn't be able to find anyone. So he explained to everyone and followed them, "Sister, I'll go over there to help. See you tonight!"
The troops were divided into two groups.
Tianbao followed closely behind his two brothers, walking past dilapidated houses.
After the flood, the earthen walls that were flooded by water all turned dark, and the walls were washed away to be extremely uneven. Some collapsed, and some that had not collapsed were in danger of collapsing at any time.
There were living people in every courtyard who could not help but hear the crying.
Men, women, old and young either squatted under the eaves or sat in the flooded main room, patting their legs and wiping away tears.
"There! I remember my grandmother's house was on the uphill road in the village. There was a ditch in front of the courtyard and a gate bridge made of stone slabs!" There was an uphill road ahead. Su An's face showed joy. He didn't care that half of his body was wet and ran towards the courtyard. "Grandpa! Grandma! Uncle! I'm Xiao An!"
Tianbao subconsciously followed him, and water filled his shoes, making noises with every step.
Perhaps because the terrain here is higher, there are rarely large areas of water in the dilapidated courtyard.
Rushing to the door and looking inside, I could see an old man sitting woodenly under the eaves, his body hunched over and his expression blank.
He turned his head blankly when he heard the voice, his pale face lifeless.
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