Chapter 215: General Drizzle (2)

Lamei understands people's feelings very well, and pities those who come late and honest, and they can't pick up the food. Let Rhubarb give an idea of how to take care of it comprehensively.

"It's not average!" Rhubarb didn't have a good idea, and said with a frown: "Or, change the venue every day and not let them occupy it permanently?"

Lamei: "It's still the same when you change the venue, it's not the same." I think you're the only one who has come forward. ”

Rhubarb: "How do I come forward?"

Lamei: "Before you scatter the grain, you remove the original marks, and whoever wants to draw a circle to occupy the land again, you bark at whoever you want, or grab his clothes and drag him aside." He's afraid you'll bite him, so he'll definitely hide to the side and pick it up. Whoever paints will bite whomever they want, and when they see that they can't finish the painting, they won't paint. ”

Rhubarb: "What if people attack me?"

Lamei: "It's impossible. They have drawn a circle to occupy an area, which has caused public outrage, and you go to stop it, just in line with the will of the people, I don't know how many people support you!

"If no one paints anymore, you just lie there and watch the people, protecting them like an angel until they all calm down and you go somewhere else. ”

Rhubarb sighed helplessly: "Ahem, for the sake of you, a bodhisattva, I have no choice but to go to the soup!"

"Who let us meet together!" Lamei smiled and said: "In this way, there are thirteen production teams in the village, and the eleven teams I am in do not scatter, and the twelve are divided into three days, four yards a day, and once in three days, do you run over?"

Rhubarb: "It's fine, it's just the first day of difficulty, and after the trip, it's a matter of seeing." ”

At this time, the yard where the grain was sprinkled became lively. As long as someone draws a circle to occupy an area, Rhubarb rushes over, picks up a broom and throws it outside the courtyard, and then comes back and barks at people. It was like teaching him a lesson.

The man was afraid of being bitten, so he was so frightened that he quickly ducked. I was reluctant to get the corn kernels in my hand, so I hurriedly squatted on the side and picked them up.

Rhubarb did not chase after him, but lay quietly on the edge of the courtyard, watching the people with fierce eyes. Someone was interested in drawing circles again, and Rhubarb immediately rushed over, intending to repeat the action he had just done until the man honestly squatted elsewhere to pick it up.

After repeating this two or three times, people saw the clue: it turned out that this was a divine dog, which was to prevent people from drawing circles to occupy the land, so that everyone had corn kernels to pick up.

Although it is a big yellow dog that suddenly appeared, because it only bites the person who occupies the area in the circle, and does not bite the person who picks it up honestly, people are not afraid, but they are grateful to it from the bottom of their hearts, and regard it as the protector of everyone. As long as it is present, people are at ease.

And the people who want to draw a circle to occupy an area have dispelled this idea, and like all people, pick up one grain by one.

Rhubarb was not idle, and when he saw that there was order here, he moved to another yard.

Soon, there was a saying among the people: "The white-haired grandmother helps the people, and sprinkles corn kernels in the yard for people to pick up." In order for everyone to have a share, a big yellow dog was also sent to supervise it to prevent someone from grabbing more. White-haired grandmother, what a good grandmother!"

Although there are not many people to pick up, a family only has a bowl of half a liter, rolling on a mill, cooking a few meals of gruel, and it can last a few days. And the popularity is wide, as long as you pick it up, you can gain more or less.

Some of them picked up less, not enough to roll a bottom on the mill, and hungry, waiting for the grits to go to the pot, just a few families together, according to the least amount, rolled out the grits, according to the portions, and then took home mixed with wild vegetables to cook vegetable porridge. Haolai is pure grain, much stronger than starch wotou.

Due to the drizzle every day, the yards of each team in Wangdian Village are scattered, and many people pick them up every day.

The weather was dry again, and the yard was loosened by the trampling, and slowly a layer of corn soil was raised, and corn kernels were sprinkled on it, and when people stepped on it again, they were trampled into the soil.

After picking up the top, first pick it up by hand. Later, when my hand hurt, I pulled it with a small wooden stick. Some even swept up the soil through a sieve, and a large sieve of the soil could sift out more than a dozen grains of corn, and they were so happy!

In the year of the Great Famine, a grain of grain is a good drop. A bowl of gruel may be able to save a life.

Lamei saw it in her eyes, hurt in her heart, and sprinkled more and more grain day by day

In order to pick up more, people go before dawn. If you can't see it, you can pick it up with your hand. Occasionally, someone would carry a lantern, and there would be a circle of people around the lantern, borrowing light to pick it up.

Kerosene is also not easy to buy, and I can't afford to light a lantern all night. Those who have lanterns have no choice but to give up, and with everyone, touch the dark with their hands.

And people went earlier than the night, and later, there were people who slept in the yard, and as soon as they had it, they began to pick it up. Some people are curious and can't meet their eyes all night, wanting to see what the white-haired grandmother looks like.

When Lamei saw it, it affected people's normal life and disrupted the work and rest time, not to mention that someone was there, she couldn't come out to spread, so she had to give up.

People can't find corn kernels, so they go to ask Lamei. Lamei pushed 625, pretending to be confused: "I don't know what's going on." ”

"Then you can ask the white-haired grandmother, did we do something wrong to make the white-haired grandmother angry?"

So, Lamei pretended to light three sticks of incense, knelt in front of the white-haired grandmother's tablet, and prayed silently. Then he listened in silence for a while, and then said to the people:

The white-haired grandmother said that someone had slept in the yard all night, and she couldn't show up. If she doesn't show up, she can't spill, so she has to give up!"

Lai Ren A: "I see! No wonder, how can the Divine family show up in front of people?"

Coming person B: "Cough, it's been a long time, it turns out that we caused it ourselves!"

Lamei: "The white-haired grandmother asked me to tell you: from now on, she will be sprinkled at five o'clock every morning. But whenever she sprinkles, people have to pick it up after five o'clock, and if she goes early, she doesn't sprinkle. ”

Coming to person A: "This is the best! At five o'clock, Daming came up, and the people from the province picked it up with lanterns." ”

Person B: "In this way, the elderly and children can also pick it up!"

Coming person C: "Let's go, let's hurry up and tell people to go." See one and say another, don't let the white-haired grandmother fail to do it because of ourselves. ”

Lai Rending: "That's it, this food really saved our lives!

The people were talking and scattering to deliver the letter.

People know that this is a white-haired grandmother who is helping people, and they can't be grateful. Burning incense and kowtowing to Lamei refused to let them, so they pressed the tablet of the white-haired grandmother in their own homes and prayed for blessings every day.

This time, the white-haired grandmother penetrated into the hearts of everyone in Wangdian Village.