Xie Yujiao was still thinking about her grandfather's past for several days, and she felt that it could be said to be a wonderful book. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If she had the ability to write, she would really like to apply for copyright, write it and sell it for money, and designate it to be very popular.

It's a pity that she can barely understand classical Chinese, and she is reluctant to spend thankless money on those brain cells when she writes ancient Chinese without hyphenation.

No wonder grandpa can keep loneliness, which is equivalent to living in isolation for so many decades, and he is also disheartened by the outside world, and he feels guilty about the woman who was affected by himself, and lives here alone with the meaning of self-punishment!

Since the old man analyzed the past in front of his granddaughter, he felt that he had lost his majesty in front of the little girl, and he was always a little weak and didn't dare to stand up for his grandfather.

This made Xie Yujiao a little crying and laughing.

It wasn't until a few days later that the well and river water showed signs of drying up, and the villagers panicked, and the old man was also bent on finding a new water source, so he lost the heart to think about anything to be ashamed of.

There is already a lack of rain in the north, but it is a bit abnormal to not have a drop of rain for half a year like this year.

The crops in the field were watered without rain, so they had to be watered by manpower. And the big river near Dongshan Village is not just the support of their village.

The river, which feeds countless nearby villages and towns, is now in the spring planting season, and the water level is declining with the naked eye day by day.

When the river was about to dry up, in order to ensure people's drinking water, several nearby villages and towns began to work together to prohibit watering the land.

At first, there were also people who refused to accept the sudden water ban and clashed with the water protection personnel several times.

After a few times, people also learned that as far as watering the ground is concerned, people's drinking water is the first thing to be guaranteed, and the conflict will no longer occur.

In this case, the old people in the village began to worry, in addition to praying for early rainfall, they were more worried that this year's autumn harvest would not be harvested.

The autumn harvest is not fruitful, what will everyone eat next year? Will the new court still take care of everyone? If you don't care, do you want to run away from the famine?

As the days passed, there was still no sign of rain in the sky.

The village school has long been closed in panic.

Xie Yujiao discussed it with her grandfather, and still felt that she should take advantage of the fact that the price of food has not risen now, and buy more and come back to stock up.

The chickens raised by everyone in the village were also taken away by the capital, and the people who got the money also temporarily rested to continue to raise chickens, and now people are running out of water to drink, and most of the crops are dead.

Qu Yifeng told the village chief that he planned to stock up on grain, and asked the village chief if he wanted to talk to other people, and everyone would buy grain in large quantities.

In the end, most families understood that it was better to plan early, so they agreed to buy grain in a unified manner.

In order not to be eye-catching, the Qu family also ordered 200 catties of brown rice with everyone.

As for the white rice and white noodles, he will just have to come back a few more times in the future.

The days soon moved into July.

On the day of the Qiqiao Festival on July 7, the sky was gloomy early in the morning.

Seeing this weather, the men, women and children in the village are all rejoicing, hoping that this time it will rain well, firstly, to drive away the heat of midsummer.

The most important thing is that the water in the river is about to dry up, the crops are also dying and the people are facing a shortage of water, and everyone hopes that this rain will give everyone a way to live.

The thick clouds all indicate that a hearty rain is about to come.

Just when the long-awaited rain came, the long-lost strong wind blew the thick clouds in some direction?

A rain that was supposed to be pleasant only fell for a short time, and even the dry and hard ground was not very soaked.

The gale passed, and the scorching sun hung high overhead again, making people curse the damn strong wind.

Also on this day, the post messenger came to Qu's house again, knocked on the door of Qu's house, and handed Futu's letter to Xie Yujiao.

It turned out that Futu Niang had someone write to him about the drought in Dongshan Village.

In the letter, he was also worried about Xie Yujiao's situation and expressed his concern for her.

He also told her that if Dongshan Village really can't stay, it's better to go back to the capital, anyway, the water shortage in the capital shouldn't be so serious.

Xie Yujiao read the letter and felt that Futu was indeed very caring, and she was very touched by her concern for her.

This kid may be a reliable man when he grows up.

Not hers, though!

What she didn't know was that when the post messenger was walking back from Qu's house, Fu Tu Niang hurriedly came out to intercept the post messenger.

"Official, you just went to the Qu family?" Futu Niang brought a bowl of water to the post messenger and asked casually.

The messenger took the water, shook his head and said, "No, it's Xie's house who went, and the letter is to Miss Xie!" ”

Fu Tang thought to himself, you are a fool, that is the Qu family.

But she had other purposes, and it was not good to show the contempt in her heart on her face, so she explained to the post messenger with a smile: "Xie Yatou was picked up by Old Man Qu from the mountains, and the family you went to is the Qu family." Do you know who wrote the letter to that girl? Isn't it my son? What is there but faith, but there are silver objects and the like? ”

The post messenger felt that he had nothing to say about sending the letter openly, so he said, "Your son? Oh, the guy who wrote to you just now? Your son is really filial, he went to be a soldier at such a young age, and brought back a tael of silver for you. The person who wrote the letter to Miss Xie should be your son, and I see that the handwriting on the envelope is from the same person. But apart from letters, there was nothing of silver. ”

Fu Tang was illiterate, and when he received his son's letter, he asked the post messenger to open it on the spot and help read it.

Fu Tang learned that his son only brought silver to his family, although he was not satisfied with his son and wrote a letter to the wild girl, but at least it was a good thing that he did not give silver.

However, what she wants most now is to let her son cut off contact with the girl, otherwise when her son soars in the future, the girl will be entangled with dead skin, and I am afraid it will be difficult to send it away.

She looked at the post office, looked in the direction of the Qu family, and then looked at the road to the Qu family.

Suddenly, she had a plan, and said to the post messenger very sincerely: "Official, you see that you have worked so hard to send letters back and forth, and if you come to deliver letters in the future, simply hand over Xie Yatou's letter to me together, and I will help you bring it to her, so that you don't have to run so far." I'm different, I can piggyback on her at any time. ”

When the post messenger heard it, he thought about it, anyway, this woman and the girl were also in the same village, so help him carry this trip, and save him a trip.

He pretended to pretend and excused himself: "How can this be done? ”

"Make it! It's not a hassle to help the official run this trip, and besides, I will trouble you to help me read my son's letter in the future, and I will repay you as a woman! ”

The post was noncommittal, smiled and drank the water, and got up to leave.

Fu Tang knew that in the future, this post would have to help her carry the letter and read the letter, so he sent the person away with a smile.

She thought in her heart that she must cut off the letter between her son and the girl, and after a long time, maybe her son would forget about the girl.