The news Shuanzi brought last time made the four families of the Lin family united like never before. After all, you can't write two "Lin" characters with one stroke. Without Linjia Village, there would be no such a big clan to protect them. If people like them were to drift to other villages, they would definitely be bullied by the villagers as outsiders.
People without roots are looked down upon wherever they go. This was the case in ancient times. High-ranking officials and nobles would marry each other to consolidate their power, and the common people and clans would stick together and exclude any outsiders who could affect their wealth.
Linjia Village is gone, but the Lin family is still there, so at least they have someone to rely on wherever they go.
Zhang Dacui and Yu Lanhua stopped making a fuss. After crying over the miserable plight of their families, they were now completely grateful to their husbands for making such a decisive decision to leave with Lin Rui's family and Lin Pingmao's family.
Otherwise, the bodies of his family in Linjia Village would not only be burned into charcoal by the fire, but would also be washed away by the endless rain. They would become wandering ghosts in the underworld, and no one would burn incense on the Qingming Festival next year.
The rain finally stopped at night. Everyone was getting nervous after staying in the hut. They came out with the hunted game and wild vegetables and mushrooms, and prepared to gather in the middle of the camp.
Brothers Lin Changhe and Lin Changfa carried firewood, while Lin Changshou and Lin Changtai placed gravel on the wet ground to prevent the charcoal from being extinguished by the damp soil. The women were also busy, some making fire racks and some scrubbing pots.
Little Wood looked around and looked at Feng Zhenniang: "Grandma, where is my uncle?"
Feng Zhenniang looked around and said, "I don't know. It was here just now. You can definitely find it if you look around."
Lin Changxi came out from the rain shelter with salt in his hand. "Your uncle has gone to the bathroom and will be back soon. Go wash the mushrooms and put them in the pot right away."
The livestock in the rain shelter were also led out to get some fresh air. The two big blue cows had never been short of grass and fodder, and even the little wild boar had gained a lot of weight during this period and was growing well.
Lin Rui found a secluded place and quickly returned to the house. Looking at the fluffy bed and soft sofa, he wanted to jump in and sleep soundly. But now he was so dirty that he had to take a shower.
The bathroom was clean. He turned on the faucet and clear tap water flowed from the shower head. He quickly took off his clothes and walked into the shower room.
God knows what kind of torture it is to be inside the rain shelter on those rainy days. Farmers in ancient times didn't care about it. It was normal for men not to wash their faces and feet when they went out. In order to avoid suspicion, women would simply wipe them with a cloth at night.
Not to mention taking a bath, he hasn't even washed his hair since leaving Linjia Village. The smell of oil on his hair is so suffocating that it can almost kill you.
Especially in ancient times, men and women all had long hair, and the smell was even more... Every night Lin Rui could smell the stench coming from his neighbors on both sides and from his head and body. It would be better to just kill him directly.
He took a thorough shower, not daring to use shower gel or soap, but instead using the old Shanghai sulfur soap, which loosened and thoroughly washed his greasy, almost grimy hair. He inherited his original body, and some of his hair was long, which was a den of lice. He was so itchy that he wanted to scratch his scalp.
Only after washing up did he feel alive again. Otherwise, he felt like he was covered in oil these days.
After taking a bath, I felt refreshed. Then I changed into the coarse clothes I brought into the house and felt refreshed. Wow, how refreshing!
Feng Zhenniang used a peeled wooden stick to stir the big pot, which contained broth made from wild vegetables and meat, with some chicken mushrooms added in. Niu Qin, Tan Ying, and Lu Shi's Lin Susu each managed a grill, which was covered with sizzling camphor tree meat.
The rich aroma of meat filled the entire camp, making the busy men salivate.
"It smells so good!" Lin Ziming took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly.
Lin Ziren nodded in agreement. It was indeed very fragrant. He could eat four or five pancakes just for the aroma.
Sanliang and Zhao Qing brought back two more rabbits, which made everyone envious. When Zhao Qing first came to Linjia Village, he was a poor man with no land. He could only live by hunting and eating the mountain.
When the beautiful eldest daughter of the Lin family married this outsider, countless people in the village felt sorry for him and secretly cursed Lin Rui for being such a scoundrel.
But now it seems that Zhao Qing has superb hunting skills. Even if all those who benefited from his luck starved to death, Zhao Qing would not let his wife and daughter starve or freeze as long as they were in the woods.
As Zhao Qing's father-in-law, Lin Changxi knows how jealous people are of him.
Sanliang is also a good one. Although he has a big appetite, he is really strong. Sixty percent of the heavy work in Lin Rui's family is done by him. Where can you buy a servant as strong as an ox like Sanliang?
Lin Zicheng was filled with envy. He looked at his father and said, "We have nothing to eat in this forest. We might as well hide in the mountains and live there. The world is so chaotic now. Why go out and take such a risk? If we encounter mobs and bandits, there will be no way to survive!"
Lin Rui, who happened to be coming over, heard this and said calmly, even with a hint of a smile: "Cousin, it's September or October now. In another three months, the mountains will be covered with snow and snow. Even my brother-in-law doesn't have the skills to find enough food in the mountains to feed the whole family, let alone farmers like us."
"Besides, if we live in the mountains all our lives, will our future descendants be illiterate and blind? Oh no, we are all members of the Lin family who are within the third degree of mourning. We can't even intermarry. When children like Niuniu and Mutou grow up, they will be the last generation. Wouldn't our Lin family be extinct?"
These words startled both Lin Zicheng and Lin Changhe. Lin Changhe quickly said "Puh, Puh, Puh" several times: "What nonsense are you talking about? Our Lin family only cares about having children. Rui'er, don't listen to your cousin. We'll do whatever you say. He's never been far away in his life and has little experience. Don't bother with him."
Lin Rui still smiled calmly: "It's okay, my cousin is also thinking about everyone's safety. After all, the world is not peaceful now."
Zhang Dacui was already shouting, "What are you still mumbling about? The meat is already roasted and the broth is served. Come on, come on!"
Lin Rui took a bite of the sizzling barbecue and gradually got used to the slightly salty barbecue in the wild, which was only sprinkled with a little salt.
Lin Rui was surrounded by the crowd, "The rain seems to have stopped. Everyone, please check if there is enough water in your water bags and water tanks. Don't let us die of thirst like before."
Lin Zijun nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, everything is ready. We have used anything that can hold water." He would never want to experience the feeling of vomiting and diarrhea from drinking water from a stinky puddle again.
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