"The Tartars are here!"

After hearing this shout, the fields outside the village were quiet for a moment, and then the pot was in full swing. Everyone put down the farm furniture and furniture in their hands and ran towards the village. Those with conscience would shout to their children, most of them ignored them, and some even cried.

Zhu Da couldn't run while hungry, so he hurried to the field by the roadside, fearing that the villagers would be knocked down and trampled. The people who ran over were kind-hearted and shouted, "Go back to the village quickly." Zhu Da just nodded with laughter and cry.

After a while, Zhu Da saw his parents. He happened to be in this direction. His father Zhu Shitou and his mother Zhu Wang both ran and stumbled. When he passed by Zhu Da, Zhu Shitou was already anxious and hurriedly pulled Zhu Da. Zhu Wang was staggering there, but he was lying on the road. More than a dozen people were running over from behind and were about to step on.

"Dad, help me up first!" Zhu Da couldn't stand now and hurried forward.

Zhu Wang waved his hand there and shouted at Zhu Shitou with a determined look on his face: "Don't worry about me for now, take the child back!"

Seeing that the people behind were getting closer and closer, Zhu Shitou was ready to listen to Zhu Wang's words, but Zhu Da was anxious, and he didn't care about any etiquette and shouted at Zhu Shitou: "Dad, even if there are Tartars coming, it's at least dozens of miles away from us. If you can't get through for a few hours, what's the use of rushing? Pull my mother back first and don't be trampled by those lunatics!"

His scream made Zhu Shitou wake up, and he quickly helped Zhu Wang up with Zhu Da and left the middle of the road. Seeing someone falling to the ground behind him, no one paid attention to him, he was stepped on and was taken by the farm tools a few times, and he lay on the ground and howled in pain.

"Looking at the mountain, it's sunny and windy today. Look at the smoke pillar, it's still far away, so we don't have to worry!" Zhu Da explained a few words. When traveling outdoors back then, this kind of viewing and distance measurement was a very basic skill.

Beacon towers, beacon towers, ignite beacons to warn, so the enemy is still in the north, which means that even if the Tartars really come, the distance from this side is actually more than dozens of miles away, leaving more time for the villagers to react, but Zhu Da will not say this analysis.

The family of three stood by the roadside and breathed evenly. Zhu Shitou hesitated a little, but went back to pick up the farm tools thrown in the field, and then walked towards home.

There were crying and making noise in the village, but unexpectedly, no one ran out, and every family was busy. There was still some time before supper, but the aroma of cooking was floating, which made Zhu Da very puzzled.

"At home, make the food first and make it into cakes, ready to eat it when you escape!" Hearing his father Zhu Shitou's shout, Zhu Da understood the source of the fragrance outside.

Helping Zhu Wangshi make free up grain, Zhu Shitou dragged Zhu Da to the side room where the grain was piled. Half of the grain was piled up, and half were piled up. Zhu Shitou cleaned up the debris, but saw a wooden stick horizontally on the ground. He stepped forward to grab the wooden stick and found a rope connected to the ground. He moved a few moments and pulled it upwards. It turned out to be a lid. The wooden board was covered with soil. It seemed that it had not been opened for a while. The soil on the wooden board and the ground had been mixed together. It can be seen that there was a cellar under the wooden cover.

"Xiaoda, if there are thieves and Tartars coming, if you don't have time to run, enter this cellar. After entering, remember to cover the lid and shake it after covering it. Then don't come out regardless of movement outside until it's quiet. Do you understand? You must remember it!" Zhu Shitou said solemnly, and Zhu Da nodded quickly.

This dim and dilapidated warehouse has a cellar cover that is almost integrated with the ground. After covering it, it will blur the traces. It is easy to figure it out.

After giving instructions, Zhu Shitou pulled Zhu Da and worked hard together, clearing out two of the only three clay pots at home. Zhu Wang made pancakes and boiled water, boiled a pot of water and put it in the clay pot, and then carried it to the cellar. The smell of the cellar was not very bad. If you could see the ventilation holes carefully, what surprised Zhu Da even more was that there was a small water tank in the cellar.

For the villagers, the water tank is already a very valuable property. I never thought that this cellar that has not been opened for a long time was also found. After a simple cleaning, I started to pour water into the water tank. Zhu Shitou said while pouring water: "What's going to happen? Just follow your parents. Let's run to the mountains first. If we really can't run away, you don't have to be afraid to enter this cellar. Your grandfather, your grandfather, have come from generation to generation."

Zhu Da was very attentive to hear it. This was the first time he heard that his parents had never said it in the past twelve years of life. What surprised him was the expression of his father Zhu Shitou. He was helpless and calm. But afterwards, Zhu Shitou sighed: "It's been peaceful for ten years, and I thought there would be no disaster!"

My father was very calm, but in fact the whole village was very calm. The panic in the fields was one thing. After entering the village, it seemed that every family knew what to do. I guess every family had a cellar and every family was ready to flee into the mountains.

At this time, Zhu Da once again confirmed his judgment that this was indeed an era of personal cannibalism. Tigers and wolves were not just servants of the men, but also Mongolian tribes on the grassland. Not only did he realize that this was an era of personal cannibalism and ambitions. Everyone may know that it was an era of personal cannibalism and dynasty. However, everyone was already numb and used to it.

The pillars of beacons rising to the north quickly disappeared, but no accurate news came, and everyone was still worried. As it was getting dark, someone beat the gong and gathered everyone to the door of Mr. Li's house. Everyone was busy and panicked all afternoon, and they were a little calmer now.

There are more than a hundred families in Baibao Village, with a population of several hundred. The Zhu family has a small population. There is no need for children to go there, but Zhu Da must go with his parents, and no one can stop him.

Mr. Li’s house is very spacious all around. When the three of the Zhu family arrived there, many people had arrived. Old Man Xiang and Zhou Qingyun who left the village in the morning were also there. Compared with the panicked and confused villagers, the young and old were the most calm.

Mr. Li, who was standing on a few stones, was also a little at a loss on his face. It was very clear under the reflection of the afterglow of the sunset, which made everyone feel even more at ease.

"All people are here, don't worry, fellow villagers. The beacon tower is so far away from us, and there is no need to involve us. Besides, if the Tartars come, the beacon will be ignited one by one, and the nearest one is only five miles away from us. Now that there is no, the Tartars have been beaten away. Everyone should be busy with whatever they should do, don't miss the farming time."

Mr. Li is the top figure in the village. He is the first-class figure in the village. He is considered to have seen the world and is considered a backbone. Many people were relieved when he said this, and the buzzing discussion also sounded.

"If everyone is worried, everyone will leave the door to watch. If you have any problems, just yell the gong and shout. Don't worry about others. Go back and rest well. You have to work hard to pay the rent for food. The urging is tight!"

Mr. Li was quite planning. He talked freely, and the villagers' minds became more and more stable. However, Zhu Da noticed one thing that Mr. Li had to look at the old man Xiang Yue every time he said a few words, and then he would continue. It seemed that these words were taught by the old man Xiang. Only when he had been on the battlefield and had seen the world would he have such a specific judgment.

After people's hearts were settled, the atmosphere in the village became calmer, and the matter of leaving the village was also hindered. More people went out to pack up farm tools. Many people hurried back and threw the farm tools and food in the fields.

After struggling, Zhu Da's stomach gushes. The mental impact just now and the busy running made him ignore the feeling of hunger, but now he is getting worse and more uncomfortable.

The supper was ready soon, and the atmosphere at this time was very similar to the survivor of the disaster. The family was particularly relaxed. His father Zhu Shitou also praised Zhu Da a few words: "Our child is smart, others are panicked, but Xiaoda can see it clearly."

After saying this, he said with emotion: "Our Datong is a place that cannot be entered by the Tartars. These peaceful days have been around for ten years. It must be blessed by gods and Buddhas. What are we afraid of!"

While eating voraciously, Zhu Da sighed in his heart that people will always subconsciously avoid those difficulties that cannot be solved. If there is no way, they will pretend that they do not exist. There is no difference between ancient and modern times.

After eating his bowl, Zhu Da was a little dissatisfied. Once he increased his exercise, his demand for food also increased, but he did not want it because Zhu Da knew that his parents would satisfy him after adding more food, but their parents would go hungry. They had to eat enough to supplement their farm work after a day of busy farm work.

"Dad, today I went to find Xiang Bo to learn martial arts, but Xiang Bo did not agree. Is it more certain if my father can accompany the child tomorrow?" After eating, Zhu Da made a request. Today, the war fire broke out, and the whole village was panicked and nervous, but in a sense, it was not a bad thing. This proved the necessity of learning martial arts. Therefore, it was proposed that the parents' agreement might be very likely, and it was more certain that elders and adults came forward.

Hearing Zhu Da’s request, the smile on his father Zhu Shitou’s face disappeared immediately. He slapped his hand on the dining table and said impatiently: “You just praised you for your intelligence. You have an idea. You are going to find the old man Xiang. Do you know that he is haunted? He has a life on his hand, and he has no son and grandson, and can’t even sleep well. Do you know, do you think you are the same as him when you are old?"

This answer was also expected. Zhu Da just felt helpless. He never thought that this expression similar to an adult made Zhu Shitou even more angry: "What are you doing when you learn martial arts? Be competitive with others. If you can't fight, you can still be honest. If you are bullied, you will be over. If you are bullied, you can still hold back. If you are good at martial arts, you will definitely push yourself forward and will definitely cause trouble. We are the only one in our family. What should you do if you have someone!"

"......Dad, I must learn martial arts!"
Chapter completed!