Regarding safety, the first arrangement is that every household in the three villages must bring their own machetes, sickles, cleavers, and other knives.
Without weapons to protect themselves, they would only be seen as easy prey to be slaughtered.
In terms of management, each village still manages its own affairs, but major events are discussed together.
For ease of management, the teams cannot move around in a chaotic manner; otherwise, if something happens, it will be very disorganized for the villages to gather their manpower.
Therefore, although the people from the three villages traveled together, the groups still had to split up.
There are more vehicles in Anping Village, so people walk faster and walk in front. People from Dashan Village walk in the middle, and people from Hehua Village, who have the most people, walk at the back.
For safety reasons, each village must send twenty people every day to patrol the villages' teams while the team is on the move, carrying knives, to protect everyone's personal safety. If anything happens, everyone must unite.
The next morning, everyone gathered at the village entrance.
The bustling crowds were a stark contrast to their usual lively atmosphere.
Among the crowd, some wept uncontrollably, some gazed longingly at the village with tears in their eyes, and others comforted their families while crying.
Anping Village has lost its former prosperity; a desolate and withered atmosphere shrouds the entire village. The cracked earth and withered old trees resemble an old man approaching the end of his life.
The village chief gazed at the village, his eyes filled with reluctance. As the first rays of dawn shone down, his heart clenched painfully. Looking at everyone, he finally spoke with reluctance, "Let's go!"
The wheels of the cart began to rumble, and the little boy followed the adults, crying as he walked. After a few steps, he would look back, as if trying to memorize the village.
Da Ya and the others didn't get on the mule cart. Instead, they walked and cried, looking back at the village with reluctance.
Chen Kai and Xiao Tian were held by the adults, watching Anping Village getting further and further away from them, their faces full of reluctance.
This is their first stop in this world, filled with so many beautiful memories, but before they can even grow up, they have to leave.
Looking at Chishan Village, which was about to disappear from sight, Chen Kai said reluctantly, "Xiao Tian, you said we would come back, right?"
Xiao Tian didn't answer, but just quietly looked in the direction of the village.
Old Man Chen patted Chen Kai's head and comforted him, "Don't worry, my good son, we will come back."
Chen Kai forced a smile. "Yes, we will come back."
In a forgotten mountain, at a pool where the water level has dropped.
The otter stood in the water, lost in thought, when suddenly, it paddled with its little fleshy wing.
It was a little angry. It didn't come to see it yesterday. Usually, when it went hunting, even if it didn't return to its den quickly, it would sneak over to see it.
Hmph, don't think it doesn't know. They always sneak peeks at its fish while it's hunting, hoping to eat a few more.
He didn't come yesterday... he'll probably come today...
After Anping Village faded from view, Chen Kai and Xiao Tian were simply carried into the car, and the group needed to speed up its journey.
The Chen family had many vehicles, so apart from the two of them, Sanya, and the injured seventh brother, everyone else had to drive one vehicle.
Even so, they still didn't have enough manpower, so the Chen family hired several of their former employees to help with the journey.
The Chen family and their relatives have many vehicles, but lack drivers. The villagers, on the other hand, are in dire need of donkey carts.
Although every household in Anping Village now owns at least one donkey cart, it is still not enough.
Those with injuries or disabilities in the family had to ride in donkey carts, as did the elderly with mobility issues.
The villagers did not abandon the wounded who returned from the battlefield. Moreover, they did not abandon the elderly who had difficulty moving around. During this escape from famine, they did not abandon anyone.
Originally, those elderly people who were on their deathbeds did not plan to leave. They were too old, and if they followed, they would only add burden to their families. They thought that after everyone in the village left, they would quietly wait for death.
Although it's very painful, they can return to their roots and their families still have hope of survival, and that's enough.
However, their families did not abandon them. Since they had difficulty moving around, they would take them by donkey cart, preferring to bring fewer supplies with them.
If there aren't enough donkey carts, then use pushcarts; even if you have to push them all the way, you must take the elderly with you.
The elderly couldn't refuse the younger generation in their families, and besides, the village chief had already made arrangements for them, so they had no choice but to go along.
In such a famine-stricken situation, the elderly would normally have to leave some behind, but in the end, the village chief still took them all with him.
Well, the village chief did act on emotion this time, but he also thought it through carefully.
Now every household in the village has a donkey cart, and almost all of them have wounded soldiers from the battlefield. The wounded cannot be abandoned, so once this burden is taken on, we don't mind if it's a little heavier. The elderly cannot be abandoned either.
If there aren't enough donkey carts, then pushcarts and handcarts will do; Anping Village has no shortage of these.
Anping Village can afford to support these people!
After making up his mind, the village chief began to make arrangements.
The injured villagers who were unable to move around easily but were still able to drive were given turns to drive the village's public donkey carts and the vehicles belonging to Chen's relatives, in order to lighten their burden.
The Chen family relatives fled famine with the people of Chishan Village. They didn't just rely on the Chen family; they also had to maintain good relationships with the villagers. They didn't say anything about the village chief's arrangement; they just had to obey.
Catching a train is a highly sought-after job; who wouldn't want to free their legs?
Anping Village has five public donkey carts, which were purchased with the village's public funds, as well as two oxcarts and two horse-drawn carts.
The few carts in the village, apart from horse-drawn carriages, all carried public goods, such as food.
These are things that cannot be touched now. The village chief will only distribute them to everyone when there is no other choice. So even if some people in the village are envious now, they dare not touch these things.
The other two carriages were for the Bai clan elders; they certainly deserved such treatment given their seniority, and the villagers had no objections.
The village chief owns one horse-drawn cart, three oxcarts, five donkey carts, and one covered mule cart pulled by two mules.
The village chief's family also made four of their vehicles available, allowing villagers to take turns driving them, trying their best to take care of the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled.
Even though every household in the village has a donkey cart, most people still walk.
There were plenty of supplies, but not enough donkey carts, so they used handcarts. The men pushed the handcarts, and the women pushed small carts, which carried children and food.
The older children had to walk alongside them, carrying small bundles on their backs. They would rest on the donkey cart when they got tired, and then continue on their way.
Today's itinerary is quite tight. They need to meet up with the people from Dashan Village around noon, and then meet up with the people from Hehua Village before evening.
Dashan Village and Hehua Village are quite far from Anping Village. Both villages set off a day in advance and agreed on a meeting place.
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