Although there was no unwarranted breach of the embankment on the north shore, flash floods ruthlessly claimed nearly a third of the population of several villages. Half a month's rain had soaked the mud houses softly, and when the torrent washed down the undredged valley with rocks and logs, the inhabitants of the mountain had been ticked off from the book of life and death by Lord Yama.

The grain in the field is no longer edible, and the knee-deep stagnant water has soaked the ripe crops for nearly a month, and the roots of the crops have long since rotted, and even if they are harvested, they are now inedible. As soon as the three villagers in front of the mountains and rivers and Chihe saw that the signs were wrong, they prepared to go to Fengshan and Xinghua to buy grain. The road to Xinghua was blocked by the flood, and they couldn't go, looking at the sky-high price of rice in the rice row, they complained bitterly, the gang of people in Helu Village had received the news a long time ago, and they had filled their homes with rice early, where would they worry about the problem of food shortages now?

He Baozheng was so shocked that he couldn't say a word when he heard that the three villages next door had suffered a catastrophe, with countless casualties. What else can he say, at that time, many people still had opinions on San Lang taking them all over the mountain to dig ditches, suspecting that San Lang had colluded with the Zheng family in Fengshan to deceive the villagers to buy rice and grain, what about now, the four villages are all at the foot of the mountain, and the other three villages were almost wiped out, and He Lu has nothing to do.

He Baozheng looked at the rain every day and was also worried, he wore a coat to go to the valley whenever he was free, this flash flood did not destroy a family, but the spectacular scene of the yellow and dirty torrent rushing down from the river from the mountain still made He Baozheng feel palpitations, if the valley was not repaired, this water could honestly flow into the South Stream? Initiating a madness to come to He Lu has to kill a lot of people!

Now the price of rice has increased several times, the rice line has released the rumor, this year everywhere will be a bad harvest, even if the flood recedes, the price of rice is difficult to fall to the level of the great drought period, the people complain that there is no way, the rice line itself can not adjust the rice, this can not be expensive.

Fortunately, Saburo had already instructed the villagers to prepare in advance, but whoever had money at home would exchange it for this ration and put it at home. There are people fleeing in Xinghua, and it is said that Xinghua is full of homeless refugees, and the situation there is not optimistic.

He Jialuo has lived in He Lu for a lifetime, and has also been a lifelong Baozheng, he used to listen to the villagers complain that this day is so bitter, how to be born in such a ghost place, today he has an experience from the bottom of his heart, it turns out that being born in He Lu is still a blessing.

After serving, they agreed with their hearts that San Lang was an unattainable person who had the ability to call the wind and rain to the sky. If it rains, the mountains will be big, the price of rice will rise, and this kind of thing can be calculated in advance, can they compare it and question it casually. This is the god in the mountains, and the stars in the sky came down to rescue them and lead them to a good life.

The rain outside the house still doesn't stop, every household has a lot of rice and firewood, a house is burning a stove, the whole house is warm, the man is snoring in bed, the woman is cleaning up the house, the children are reviewing the knowledge taught in the school, and the wind and rain outside have nothing to do with them.

Now the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole Xinghua, no, is the entire southeast of the Great Song Dynasty is a gloomy fog, it is said that this heavy rain has flooded half of the Great Song Dynasty, the court has changed several powerful ministers one after another, and some young Zhuang factions have come to power. There are rumors among the people that these people are not worthy of morality, so they caused such a serious flood to the Great Song Dynasty. His Majesty directly issued an edict, if virtue is not worthy of the position, it should be that he, the emperor, is derelict in his duties and did not implement benevolent governance, and it is not the fault of these ministers.

Not to mention eating sweet moon cakes, it is good for people to be able to eat rice now. After the flood receded, the crops in the field could no longer find the existence of edible, and the court successively received urgent documents from various places, and according to the disaster situation in various places, the state apparatus of the Great Song Dynasty was finally mobilized, and the court began to carry out disaster relief in the name of the government. The money and grain are all stored in Tokyo, and when the relief food arrives, I don't know if it is the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, and it is still a question whether the food can be distributed to the people when it arrives.

There are also a small number of people in Helu Village who are beginning to lack food, after all, not everyone is so convinced of Liang Chuan's words. Their rice bowl has bottomed out, and now they regret it, but fortunately, several families next door still have a little kinship, and it makes sense to borrow a little rice to save the emergency when you are in a hurry. The three neighboring villages were not so lucky.

The Mid-Autumn Festival does not have a festive atmosphere, and it is also an important festival, which is more lively than the Spring Festival, because there are lanterns everywhere to see. This year, no one is in the mood to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival, except for the large families who have not been affected, and the middle and lower poor are all finished. The government is even more anxious, where is there still kung fu to enjoy with the people.

As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, Liang Chuan opened the door as usual and prepared to inspect the river. As soon as he opened the door, he was taken aback by what he saw. I saw that Chen Qiyou, the Baozheng of Shanshui Village, was gray-faced, an image called Huazi, followed by several villagers, who were three points worse than him, skinny, unkempt, and holding a broken bowl in his hand.

"Chen Baozheng, we haven't seen each other for a few days, you have lost a lot of money, what are you doing in the rain early in the morning?" Liang Chuan actually asked one more question, what else can he do, the blind can see it, and he is naked and begging.

Chen Qiyou's old face was so ashamed that he had no place to put it, this was really desperate, so he made this decision and took the villagers to do this kind of thing to lose points to his ancestors. But since the history of the two villages, the poor villages of Shanshui Village He Lu are always poorer than them! In the past, it was always He Lu's people who chased them to beg for food and ask them for help, but now feng shui takes turns, but I didn't expect to bring the villagers to the door to ask for food.

In the morning, he got up early in the morning and went to He Baozheng, He Baozheng said that he couldn't help, and it was not his Baozheng who had the ability to save people, but the filial piety Saburo. He had no choice but to come to Liang Chuan, and a large group of villagers were not very happy on their faces, which was not a glorious thing.

"San Lang, the villagers have suffered a disaster, this day is not easy, you are a good person, help the villagers through this difficulty." Chen Qiyou said sadly, there is no need to add oil and vinegar now, all the tragic situations are so real.

"I'm not having a good time, Chen Bao is rushing Ming'er and I will partner with you to go outside to beg together, I haven't returned to my old business for a long time." Liang Chuan said with a smile.

Chen Qiyou was stunned for a moment, he had heard that this Liang Chuan was a homeless little beggar before, and he had been unknown in He Lu for many years, and he suddenly made a fortune in the past two years, it seems that the rumors are true.

However, people now have big houses and several wives, so where can they live that kind of begging life again. Chen Qiyou is not in the mood to joke with Liang Chuan now, and the people around him don't laugh when they hear it, and they are a little sarcastic.

"San Lang, you are benevolent and righteous, the Shima Bridge has collapsed, and now the four villages are in the best situation in terms of your Helu, and the other two villages are half a catty and eight taels with Shanshui Village, and there is no place to ask for food."

What, the stone horse bridge is broken! How does this make the people of these four villages live?

When Liang Chuan heard this bad news, his heart instantly became heavy, the only way to the outside world was cut off, and after the catastrophe, there was no food in the field, and there was no food stored at home, which was equivalent to letting the people of four villages die.

"I declare in advance, I am not a benevolent church, people outside say how good I am, they put a high hat on me, now no one is having a hard time, I still have a little food on hand, but it is not for you, take money to buy it."

Of course, it is impossible to eat your own rice for free, and I still have several mouths under my own hands, and I have given it to you outsiders, I don't know if this bridge can be built in the Year of the Monkey, and God knows how long it will last.

Liang Chuan was willing to let go, which already made Chen Qiyou overjoyed. When the catastrophe comes, they first seek self-preservation, and giving their own rations to others is equivalent to giving themselves a little more danger, which is a very simple truth, so today they are not coming with a certain success mentality, Liang Chuan refuses to go up the mountain to eat grass roots and bark, and the fruits on the mountain can also last for a while, and it is really not okay to go to the stone cangs to beg for a living.

Liang Chuan led Chen Qiyou and them, the people of Shanshui Village, to the He ancestral hall, and all the food in his tun was in the ancestral hall. He Baozheng saw that Liang Chuanzhen was coming with Chen Qiyou, and he was also a little worried about him. Quietly pulled Liang Chuan aside, and asked him privately: "San Lang, do you have enough grain in Tun, so many mouths, you sell them at a high price, they say that you are not benevolent, and if you sell them low, you yourself will lose money, do you really want to sell them grain?" ”

Liang Chuan smiled and said, "I never care what others say about me, it's not benevolent?" Isn't that better, everyone knows that I only talk about principles and don't talk about feelings, and I can save a lot of trouble in the future! ”

The side room of the ancestral hall turned out to be a few rooms where Liang Chuan and the others slept were locked by Liang Chuan with a key, and they couldn't enter except for the mice. He didn't worry about the food being stolen, if he did this kind of thing, if the people in the village asked He Baozheng to arrest him, he would ask who was carrying a rice bag to swagger through the market.

Chen Qiyou followed into the ancestral hall and looked at it, oh my God, a house full of rice is enough for half a year's rations for the people of four villages. This is really prepared, the people of Helu Village are ready, no wonder they are fearless.

"Saburo this... How do you sell this grain? ”

The price of rice in Xinghua has risen to the sky, and now even if you have money, you can't buy rice. Chen Qiyou was a little worried, afraid that the price of rice was too high and he couldn't afford it.