After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

The old man stood in front of the rugged mountain road with a cane, blocking the way of Duan's family.

The Duan family's carriage was at the front, and everyone had to stop when they saw people blocking the road.

Duan Mingqing was not in a hurry. He stepped forward and asked curiously, "Old man, you said there are tigers on the mountain. Why don't you move away if you live here?"

The old man with the white beard said seriously, looking at the mountain with awe, "Of course there is a mountain god protecting us! The mountain god drew a line, and the tiger did not dare to jump over, so he stopped going down the mountain to eat people!"

"Have you ever seen a tiger in this mountain?" Duan Mingqing asked.

The old man shook his head, "I've never seen it before. My family has lived here for generations, and my father and grandfather have seen it. A few years ago, a hunter in our village didn't listen to the advice and walked across that line. He never came back."

"Old man, what's that line?"

"The line... is a very wide ditch, even a tiger can't walk through it!" the old man said, holding up his cane and dancing and gesticulating.

Duan Mingjing stood behind and listened for a long time. Perhaps he couldn't stand it any longer. He moved to the front of the carriage and said, "After all these years, you can't even tell whether there is a tiger or not. You old man just fools the fool!"

"You don't know, there is a rebellion in the capital! Everyone who can escape in the capital has fled outside, and those who can't escape! They are probably waiting for death! You always have this time to stop us in front, why don't you bring us with you?

Let your children and grandchildren run away and survive!" Duan Mingjing said and waved his hands, looking unconcerned.

The old man was originally very angry at Duan Mingjing's words, but later he heard him say something else, his mouth with few teeth left open blankly, his face full of confusion. "Ah... this..."

The young adults standing next to him looked serious, "Brother, are you telling the truth?"

"It must be true, we escaped from the capital! Our family is lucky. We were originally going to leave the capital, but when something like this happened, we ran away overnight..." Duan Mingjing sounded quite proud.

"Is there going to be a war?" the old man turned sideways and grabbed the arm of the young man beside him and asked nervously.

"Grandpa, don't worry, there won't necessarily be a fight." A young man with the most immature face said to comfort him.

"Old man, we did pass by here while fleeing. We came out of the capital and walked to a fork in the road not far from your village. One side of the fork in the road leads to Luo'an City, and the other side leads to your village. If you don't believe it, you can send people from the village.

Look, we are not the only ones who are fleeing." Duan Mingqing said politely. He looked back at his carriage and then turned his head again.

"I wonder how wide and deep the ditch on the mountain is? Can our carriage pass through it?"

The young man shook his head, "You can't get through it! The ditch is as deep as three or four people, and wider than your carriage."

"Can we go around it?" Duan Mingchen couldn't help but ask.

"There is a mountain on the left side of the ditch and a river on the right. It takes at least a day to walk across it. The mountain is full of big rocks and is very steep. People can climb over it, but carriages cannot." The older man explained.

"Plow the fields! Go back and call your parents back, and call the villagers!" the old man shouted to his children and grandchildren.

"Grandpa, I'm just worried about you."

Duan Mingjing felt a little worried after hearing these words. He turned around and approached Qiao Lan's carriage, "Mom, what should I do if they say this mountain is impassable? How about we go back and see if there is any way around it from Luo'an City?

place? Or go and see other places?”

Qiao Lan heard clearly the conversation of the group of people outside, and even opened the car curtain to take a look.

"Where should we go when we go around? What should we do if we encounter pursuers when we go around?" Qiao Lan asked.

It's just a small ditch, how can it stop people?

"Build a bridge across!" Qiao Lan immediately thought of a way.

"Build a bridge?" Duan Mingjing looked confused.

Isn’t building a bridge more time-consuming than taking a detour?

"Mom, you need craftsmen to build a bridge. How can you build a bridge in this wilderness?" Duan Mingchen asked doubtfully.

Qiao Lan helplessly held her forehead, opened the carriage curtain and said, "I'm asking you to build a bridge, but I'm not asking you to actually build a bridge. I think the bamboos on this mountain are quite high. If you cut some bamboos and put them on the ditch, you can cross over.

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"Oh! Bamboo Banqiao!" Duan Mingchen suddenly realized, with a smile on his face that said everything is possible. "Mom, you are really amazing."

Duan Mingqing followed and listened, and immediately came over. "Mom, it can't work! The carriage is too heavy. Build a bamboo plank bridge. If the bamboo breaks halfway, the carriage will sink in. It takes too much effort to cut down trees to build a bridge.

It's gone, and the tree may break. How about we hire some people to dig holes and fill them with soil? It's time-consuming, but it's safer."

Qiao Lan naturally knows Duan Mingqing's worries.

But she is Qiao Lan! Not Qiao!

From childhood to college, her best subject was physics, and she won many trophies in national physics competitions! When she was applying for the college entrance examination, she almost studied physics, but the elders in her family persuaded her hard, saying that it was easy to find a job in physics.

When she got to work, she filled in another major.

A mere bamboo bridge that can carry a thousand kilograms of weight is not a problem for her!

"Just listen to me! Take out all the woodcutter at home and ask the people in the village to buy some straw ropes. Ask the people behind you if they are willing to help." Qiao Lan paused here.

She suddenly realized how to complete the new task.

"If the people behind you are unwilling, you can ask people from this village for help. Remember to ask for more people..."

Duan Mingqing saw the old lady persisting, and thinking about what the old lady had done these days, he felt that the old lady might have her own clever plan.

"What are you standing for? Do you think Mom will lie to us?" Duan Mingjing looked at Duan Mingqing displeased.

Duan Mingjing felt that the old lady had been kinder to Duan Mingqing in recent days, so she had a good attitude towards him.

"Of course not, second brother, I'll go to the back and ask." Duan Mingqing said, walking straight to the carriage behind.

Behind them was the carriage belonging to the owner of the house, Manager Chen, who had asked them to borrow a fire.

Duan Mingqing looked around on the road and found that Manager Chen had been waiting by the carriage all the way and had never gotten in. The person in the car should be his master.

Since we follow them, everyone must cross this ditch.

Judging from the attitude of this family in giving money before, they should not be unreasonable people and can negotiate.

After Duan Mingqing passed by, the manager surnamed Chen came over without him even opening his mouth.

"Sir, our master has heard what you just said, just give us your orders!" Manager Chen said with his hands in hand.

"Thank you!" Duan Mingqing bowed and bowed.

The man sitting in the car held his chin and listened to the movement outside the carriage, with a somewhat searching look on his face.

He also wanted to know how the old lady in front used bamboo to build a bamboo bridge for a thousand-pound carriage to walk!