The cold wind blows south, the leaves turn yellow, and the mountains and fields are golden, and the time has entered late autumn.

At this time, the autumn harvest has been completed and the grain has been put into storage, and it is time for farmers to enjoy the harvest.

However, the people of Sanshui Village were heartbroken one by one, and their eyes were full of despair.

In the village below the mountain, chickens and dogs are jumping, and the sound of shouting and shouting is faintly heard, and a large number of thieves are wreaking havoc.

The villagers stood on the hillside, watching their food being taken out of their homes by thieves, and watching the roofs of their houses burn into flames.

These damned thieves not only robbed them of their food, but even wanted to burn the village down with a fire!

As soon as the grain in the field was brought back to the house, thousands of thieves attacked.

There are only five or six hundred people in the whole village, and all the men add up to one hundred and ten, and there is no wall, so they are naturally outnumbered.

In order to survive, the villagers had to give up the grain they had just harvested, give up their houses, support the old and the young, lead the livestock, and climb the Nanshan Mountain.

Although his life was saved, the year's harvest was looted by thieves. Thinking about how to spend the next few days, the hearts of the villagers were full of desolation.

"Damn the Yellow Turban Thief!" Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and scolded, his hands clenched into fists, and the force was so great that the green tendons on his bare wrists burst out.

As the patriarch of the Zhang clan in Sanshui Village, he watched the village being robbed, but he couldn't do anything, which made the anger in Zhang Yu's heart unbearable.

"Without food, our Zhang family's hundreds of mouths won't survive next year, so let's just fight with them!"

Zhang Qi held a Pu knife and shouted angrily. Some of the men echoed angrily, while many more were silent.

The number of thieves is at least thousands, and what can be done by relying on these more than 100 men alone, even if they are all killed in battle?

The men are all dead, how can the rest of the women, children and old people live?

"Lao Wuxiu wants to be reckless!" Zhang Yu scolded sharply, "There is still hope for people to live, but if people are gone, our Zhang clan will be finished!" ”

Zhang Yu also wants to use bows, arrows and spears and fight with those thieves! But as the patriarch, he must think about the lives of hundreds of people in the whole clan, and he can't just vent the anger in his heart.

The majesty of the patriarch made Zhang Qi dare not say anything more, but he still shouted: "Without food, how can hundreds of people live?" Shall we also be thieves to rob others? ”

Many people stopped talking for a while, and everyone looked at each other. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, there's only one way to go......

This is a troubled era, warlords everywhere are attacking and killing each other, no one can take care of the people at all, robbery and murder happen all the time.

Sanshui Village belongs to Huyang County, and Huyang County is under the jurisdiction of Nanyang County, but the entire Nanyang County is now divided into two, Wancheng in the north is Cao Cao's territory, and the south of Xinye is under the control of Jingzhou Mu Liu Biao. Huyang is sandwiched between Wancheng and Xinye, which belongs to the zone of no matter what. Fortunately, Sanshui Village is located in a remote area, so it has survived until now, which can be regarded as a miracle, but I didn't expect that it will not be spared now.

"I, Sanshui Zhang, am I going to become a thief after staying in the marquis?" Zhang Yu muttered, his face full of pain.

Many of the villagers sobbed quietly.

Reduced to a thief, even if he can temporarily save his life, the reputation of the good family is gone, and in the Han Dynasty, the Sanshui Zhang clan may not have a bright day!

This is something that many people don't want to see.

"Maybe, maybe I have a way." At this moment, a timid voice sounded.

What the? When the group of people hurriedly heard the sound, they saw that it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who spoke, with a rag wrapped around his head, and there were faint traces of blood on the rag, but it was Zhang Miao, the son of the patriarch Zhang Yu.

"Ah Miao, the wound on your head is not healed yet, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Yu turned his head and said to his son unhappily.

Now is the time for the whole clan to live and die, what are the yellow mouths talking about!

"Yes, Ah Miao, if you are unwell, lie down and rest." Zhang Qi also turned his head and said to Zhang Miao in a harmonious voice.

Zhang Miao was speechless and helpless. He didn't expect that as the only son of the patriarch, his voice in the village was so low, and no one was willing to believe him, and he didn't even let himself finish his words.

However, recalling the performance of this body before it was pierced by his own soul, Zhang Miao can understand.

is so brave and ruthless, he is completely a brainless second stunned. That's it, but now he is also known as a lascivious scoundrel.

The reason is that a few days ago, when the autumn harvest was the busiest, Zhang Miao went to Deng Yi ten miles away to play, and molested Deng Tu's daughter who sold dog meat in Deng Yi, and was hit on the head by Deng Tu's daughter with a stick, and he passed out at that time, and his injuries have not been good yet.

Of course, this is also the reason why the current Zhang Miao can possess his soul.

But as a time-traveler, a high-achieving student in the history department, how can you endure being ignored or even despised?

And now, it is an important time to change his own situation, how can Zhang Miao miss it?

"Father, uncle, I really have a way to let the whole village get through this catastrophe!" Zhang Miao stood up and said loudly.

Seeing Zhang Miao's serious appearance, many people were surprised.

When Zhang Yu was about to scold, he was pulled by Zhang Jin.

"Big brother, since Aji said so, maybe there is really a way, let's listen to it."

Among the patriarch Zhang Yu's generation, Zhang Jin is the most old, and hearing him say this, Zhang Yu had to hold back his anxious heart.

"Say, what the hell do you do?" Zhang Yu blew his beard and glared.

Zhang Miao rolled her eyes in her heart, and secretly said that this is not an attitude of begging for people. But looking at his father's gloomy face, he didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore.

"The solution is actually very simple, wasn't our grain robbed by thieves? You can go buy food. Sanshui Village is only 100 miles away from Xiangyang, which is where Jingzhou Prefecture is located, and there will be no shortage of food at all. Zhang Miao said.

"Huh."

As Zhang Miao's words fell, some people couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Yu was almost angry: "Zhuzi, you don't even learn so much, if the village is rich, do you still need to talk nonsense?" ”

Sanshui Village already makes a living from farming, and the villagers have worked hard for a year, and the food they grow is only enough to make ends meet, so where can they save extra money? Moreover, the village has just been looted by thieves, and some property has also been robbed by thieves, so can these more than ten ploughing cattle and dozens of sheep that everyone hastily brought to the mountains exchange for a year's rations for hundreds of people?

No one wants to listen to Zhang Miao's nonsense anymore, there are already people going down the mountain. The thieves had already left the village, and if the fire had been put out in time, they might have been able to keep their houses and belongings.

A broken home is worth a lot, the home is gone, and everything is over.

"I have a way to make money, and I can earn enough money to buy food for the whole village for a year!" Zhang Miao shouted loudly.

But no one wanted to listen to him anymore.

The villagers passed by him, looking at him with pity in their eyes.

This baby was beaten by someone and her head was broken.

How pathetic!