"Old village chief, you have to help us think of a way, just this thousand catties of grain, no matter how much it lasts, it won't last until the end of October!"

"If it weren't for the Red Army's blind report, how would we have fallen to this point. ”

"Yes, old village chief, you must not leave us alone!"

"Old village chief, we all have to look up to you, you must help us!

It's all your son's fault. ”

……

In the ancestral hall, there was a quarrel again.

The reason why everyone was able to calm down before was because they knew that there might be relief food sent down from above, so they were able to calm down.

Now that there is a total of relief food that is not enough to plug the teeth, how can you not panic?

I don't dare to say that all of them are experts in farming, but it is absolutely no problem to see the yield per mu.

Everyone knows very well that with the current drought in their village and the appearance of rice heading and filling in the village, it is a miracle that the rice harvest will exceed 100 catties per mu by the end of October.

This is the result of two rains in September and October, and if it doesn't, it is not impossible to lose the harvest.

So, they can't help but panic.

If the harvest fails, even if the weather is smooth next year, then they will have to hold out for at least another nine months.

It's simply not possible.

Do you expect this 1,000 catties of grain to help nearly 800 people in their village last for nine months, or do you expect the little grain saved by the hard buckle and rope in each family's hands to last for nine months?

It's impossible, the vast majority of people won't be able to survive by the end of October, let alone until the end of July next year.

"Old village chief, there's something I don't know if to say!"

Wang Ruhu suddenly stood up in the process of everyone's quarrel and asked with some hesitation.

"If you say something, I can hold it. ”

Wang Haihua was actually a little desperate, so he didn't mind hearing worse news.

"I've heard that some places in the west have been dry for more than 300 days, and some villages may have started cannibalism!

I heard that there are many places that have been affected, and the drought is particularly severe further west on our side, and further south on our side, I heard that there are typhoons and floods.

There were a few frosts in the north, and many crops froze to death!

In the end, the situation on our side is relatively better, and if it is not for the blind reporting of the yield per mu, it cannot be regarded as a disaster at all.

Therefore, it is estimated that there should be no relief food, and even if there is relief, it is very likely that the situation will be worse.

On our side, at least not many people have died of starvation, and the damage is not particularly serious.

During the summer harvest, many places were out of harvest, and we were able to hand in so much grain.

They might even think we're short of food!"

Wang Ruhu is one of the few intellectuals in Wangjia Village, and they even have an old-fashioned radio that can receive some radio stations.

So, the information he said should have been broadcast on some radio station.

Since it can be broadcast, it shows that the real situation may be more serious than what he heard.

Others apparently thought of his source of information as well.

The old village chief Wang Haihua's hands trembled a little with fright, and he asked with a slight trembling: "Did you hear all this news from your radio?"

Whether it's a national or local station, you must not be transferred to a foreign radio station!"

He still had a glimmer of expectation in his heart, holding that he had heard the slanderous news of a foreign radio station.

"Old village chief, it's not like you don't know my thing.

I can only receive those domestic stations, how can I receive foreign stations, not to mention that I can't understand foreign stations, and I haven't studied foreign languages!"

It's not that Wang Ruhu doesn't want to give the old village chief a glimmer of hope, but it's better to see the reality clearly at this time.

"How's that for good?

How could there be such a big disaster, it's God......"

"The second one, don't talk nonsense.

Let's think about how to survive this great famine!

If it really doesn't work, let's demolish the ancestral hall!"

Wang Haihua took a deep breath, finally calmed down, glanced back and forth at the ancestral hall in the village several times, and seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said helplessly.

"Demolish the ancestral hall?

Old village chief, is it possible, do we still bury grain under the ancestral hall?"

Someone was puzzled and asked curiously.

To be precise, most of the people in the village, even a few clan elders, were a little confused, and they didn't know what the old village chief meant by saying such things?

"Do you know why the ancestral hall is renovated every ten years?"

Wang Haihua paused for two seconds, didn't wait for them to ask questions, and continued to explain to himself: "Because I have to ensure that the bricks in the ancestral hall can be eaten and cannot be eaten.

Didn't you always say that the walls of the ancestral hall were too thick, and there was no need to build such thick walls?

Now I'll tell you why.

The ancestral hall wall is divided into two layers, one outer wall and one inner wall, the outer wall is ordinary green bricks, and the inner wall is glutinous rice chestnut cooked powder bricks.

The ancient law says that this thing can be preserved for 20 years, but we don't know whether it is for technical reasons or other reasons, and the thing can only be preserved for about 10 years at most, so the ancestral hall must be repaired once every ten years to replace those pink bricks.

In addition to the inner and outer walls, there are thirty-six layers of foundation below, all of which are edible, although there may be some musty smell, but it is better than eating Guanyin soil, and it will not eat the dead.

I remember that a total of nearly 100,000 yuan was used, and a piece weighed more than a pound.

That thing is very thick, mixed with a little water, one piece should be enough for a family to eat for two or three days.

I'm telling you now, not to let you demolish the ancestral hall now, but to let you have a bottom in your heart and not do anything you regret for life. ”

The reason why Wang Haihua suddenly said these words was mainly to calm the hearts of the villagers.

If there were a lot of people in this village, he would definitely not do that.

But their Wang family village is surnamed Wang, they are all an ancestor, there are no outsiders at all, so if they say it, they will say it, and it will be a big deal to find a little more people to watch the ancestral hall in the future, so as not to let someone come and steal it.

Moreover, it is better to let them know that there is stock than to despair without knowing anything, or even commit suicide, or even sell their children.

Wang Haihua believes that if he doesn't say anything today, then it is very likely that in a few days, a few old families will refuse to eat and starve themselves to death.

Because this kind of thing has not happened before, it has even begun to happen in several surrounding villages.

Wang Haihua, he can't bear it!

Who wants to live if they can live?

How painful it is to starve to death.

If there is really no way, it's fine, but since there is a way, then of course there is no need to die in vain.