In the Yangtze River Delta region, spring is always fleeting, and when people don't have a good time to enjoy the gorgeous flowers, the scorching sun forces many people to give up this idea.

In the blink of an eye, summer has arrived.

It's not a good year.

Guo Yongkun finally recalled that in 1978, thanks to the popularization of hybrid rice, the whole country was basically a bumper harvest, but the small county where he was located was not as dry as it could be this year.

When the temperature rose to 37 degrees Celsius for a month without a drop of rain, people finally realized that the 1977 drought was just a prelude......

Guo Yongkun's recent job is only one thing - to carry water, trekking to the Qingxi River, fifteen miles away from Qiantou Mountain, to carry water.

The Qingxi River is a tributary of the Yangtze River, and there is basically no possibility of drying up, and there is still water there, but it is too far away.

No member of the team is willing to do this work, and besides, a strong laborer can pick up four trips a day at most, which is a drop in the bucket, and only Guo Yongkun and a few educated youths have been gritting their teeth and persevering.

Although the big effect is really not there, but at least this strength is in the eyes of everyone in the whole team.

This is enough for Guo Yongkun.

The sun is steaming the earth, the ground is steaming, and even the light is distorted at a glance, making people feel like they have nothing to love.

Before lunch, Guo Yongkun's task in the morning was finally completed, and after carrying a load of water into the team, his face that was tanned like black charcoal also had a smile.

"Oh no, no, something big is wrong......"

There was a heart-rending cry from the fields to the east, which attracted the attention of many people, and the members who were still working in the fields rushed straight over, and the people who lived in this area also rushed out of their homes, not understanding what was happening.

Guo Yongkun was also curious, and he himself had to pick up the water over there, so he grabbed the rattan hook and hurried over.

He must have been a beat slower than others in carrying the water, and when he came to the place of the incident, there were already many members gathered here, and the strange thing was that everyone was in tears, and some women were crying loudly.

"What's going on?"

"Yongkun, your load of water can't save the fire!" Xingwang noticed him and stretched out his hand to the golden early rice in the field.

Guo Yongkun is a little confused, after many years, although he occasionally remembers some things, not everything can be remembered.

"Isn't this rice growing well?" Guo Yongkun put two buckets made of wooden hoops on the ridges, then walked into the dry rice field and came to Xingwang's side.

"Okay, what's the matter, look at ......," Xingwang said, bending a cluster of rice in front of him, twisting the golden ears of rice with his hands, and said, "It doesn't make a difference when it looks like it, but it's all deflated, empty ears!"

Guo Yongkun paused for a moment, and then he understood the seriousness of the matter.

At this time, Zhao Fumin and Zhao Dalong also rushed over with a group of members.

"The old branch secretary, it's over, it's all in vain, it's all empty ears!"

"Woo woo woo...... What can I do?"

"God, why are you so ruthless, is it easy for us farmers to grow some food?"

The scene burst into tears.

As Liu Decheng said before: If you have grain in your hands and don't panic in your heart, we farmers have this confidence.

Obviously, this confidence of the farmers on the scene has now been directly taken away by God.

So it's not hard to understand why they're crying.

"What about the other fields?"

After Zhao Fumin inspected this piece of rice, his face instantly became extremely ugly, and he also had an expression of the sky falling.

"This one is almost empty, all empty, and the one on the west side is better, some are half empty, and some have already given birth to rice. ”

Fortunately, it was not completely annihilated.

"Da Long, you quickly take someone to check and see how much is empty, I want to know the result immediately. ”

Zhao Dalong's mood was extremely heavy, and he quickly arranged people to check the fields one by one.

At this time, there were more and more people on the ridge, all of whom were members of the brigade who hurried over after learning the news.

When something so big happens, how can anyone sit still?

Some people had just been eating at home, and when they heard the bad news, they were so frightened that they even dropped their bowls.

Everyone joined the work of Chatian, and in half an afternoon, under the scorching sun, they rushed wildly in the fields.

By about three o'clock in the afternoon, the results were finally counted.

Looking at the pamphlet in Zhao Fumin's hand, the members of the club were full of worries and expectations.

"Members, it's not good news. ”

However, Zhao Fumin's heavy voice instantly shattered the little expectation in their hearts.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"Alas......"

Zhao Fumin also seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and said with a long sigh: "The disaster situation of our early rice this year is much more serious than last year's second crop rice, and there are ...... Seventy percent of the grain, all empty ears!"

"Seventy?!"

When an old man heard this, he almost didn't mention it in one breath.

"Oh my God, do you want people to live?"

"Yes, damn thief, if we don't give a drop of rain for almost two months, how can we farmers survive!"

"Not alive, not alive, woo woo woo ......"

There were even people at the scene who had thoughts of suicide, which is enough to show how serious the matter is.

"That's it!"

Zhao Fumin waved his hand and shouted angrily: "It's a new era, you can't starve to death, don't be like your father and mother who died, you have to find a way to solve problems when you encounter them, what's the use of crying, can crying solve the problem?"

Some of the women were so afraid of being scolded by him, but they still pursed their mouths and kept sobbing there.

"What can be done, the rice does not come out of the grain, that is the grass, what is the use except to feed the livestock?"

"Yes, Uncle Ergen is right, this stubble is destined to be in vain, and it is impossible to save it by any means!"

Everyone talked about it, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

"Old branch secretary, you have to think about it in advance, otherwise everyone will be hungry again!"

"That's right, we can make do with some wild vegetables and fruits, the key is the baby ...... at home"

Even Zhao Fumin had to admit that it was impossible to recover the loss of early rice, and the plants would not grow in reverse.

And as the members said, since the matter has happened, then now he has to start taking precautions, otherwise one is not good, but there will be a big problem!

"Old branch secretary, do you want to ...... Then ask the other brigades to borrow something?"

Obviously, I was relieved by last year's loan of grain.

Many people's eyes involuntarily fell on Guo Yongkun.

"This year...... It's difficult!" Zhao Fumin smiled bitterly.

Unlike last year, this year is too dry, and he has already inquired that the water in the channels of the major teams has been cut off, and even the stream that has not been broken for decades in Xiali Bay has been cut off.

They are not having a good time now, and the other brigades are afraid that they are not much better.

"Old branch secretary, then what do you say, you can't borrow it, where can we get food to eat?"

"Repatriate grain?"

"The key is that we can afford to buy it, and we have to go to the commune?"

Zhao Fumin also had a headache, he didn't know what the situation was outside, what if the whole country was so dry?

Even if you get grain back for sale, you have to have food first.

Besides, he had no money in hand, and he went to the commune to insist on selling back the grain, he really didn't want to do it anymore, and he was embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house.

......

The sun was still so poisonous, but a haze was clearly shrouded over the mountain ahead.

And not only Qiantou Mountain, but also the entire Hongyang Commune is a scene of wind and rain.

No one knows what the tens of thousands of members of the commune will take to fill their stomachs after a while.

Everyone was worried, from the 80-year-old man to the three-year-old.

Now when the children play together, the comparison is not what good things your family has eaten today, but how much surplus food there is more than the family.

Everyone has begun to consciously tighten their clothes and food.

Except for one person.

Because this person still has meat to eat every day under this situation, if this is known by other members of the team, I don't know how to feel.

On the bank of the Qingxi River, Guo Yongkun found a hidden tree at the foot of a large tree, and a huge smooth river stone in front of him had been burned to smoke, and a row of crayfish half a chopstick-length crayfish on it were also roasted red and bright, and the aroma was fragrant.

"I have to bring some back to Xiaoguang to taste what I said today, the stinky boy doesn't know what to do, it's not a bug, it's a neuropathy......

Guo Yongkun was talking to himself while feasting.

The seasoning is still not enough, so I brought a little salt, I can't eat the essence of crayfish, I remember that there are still some marinades left over from the New Year at home, and I use them to cook a pot of spicy crayfish when I go back at night, and see if someone is not compliant?

Guo Yongkun eats with a greasy face, even if the seasoning is not enough, but it is a unique enjoyment to be able to eat crayfish in this year.

Look at what the other members of the brigade eat now - wild vegetables mixed with rice soup, it is no exaggeration to say that it is not much better than pig food.

It's not that he deliberately hides his secrets and hides and eats alone, it's just that many things are taboo in this era, and one bad thing will cause a big incident.

There are crayfish in the Qingxi River, which he only discovered recently, and he used to leave after the water was basically finished, and he didn't take a closer look at it at all, and accidentally noticed that there was a red thing under the water, and squatted down to take a look......

At that time, I couldn't describe what mood I was in.

And after his careful investigation, now his heart is like eating a scale, and even if there is a global famine, he will starve to death!

Because there are really a lot of crayfish in this river, to what extent?

To exaggerate, as long as you find the right place, get a net pocket and scoop it, don't say a pocket, then at least you can pick up a small half pocket.

But it's relieved to think about it, how terrifying is the reproductive ability of crayfish, and no one eats it locally, and this guy basically has no natural enemies in nature, so isn't it developing in the direction of the lobster empire?

After Meimei got rid of thirty crayfish, Guo Yongkun patted his belly and went home, his two buckets were actually only half filled with water, and the bottom was full of crayfish.

That's the little hemp material tonight.

If someone is not greedy enough to be an animal, he will not be surnamed Guo, and he will say that he is an animal, phew!