Fortunately, Mao Jue is still in the Mudanjiang River, if he comes to Henan with him, he will definitely be shocked, the apocalyptic atmosphere in the movie has really come to the world.

Originally, I thought that Shandong was desolate enough, but when I arrived in Henan, Wen Meng knew what it meant to be uninhabited for thousands of miles, and the white bones were exposed in the wild, and the East Henan Plain was an important part of the North China Plain, and the most fertile land in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River was here, but there were not many dead people in the living seen these days, and there were no crops in the fields, only bones.

"His grandmother's!"

Mixed in the ranks of a group of people fleeing the famine, this is the fifth day of walking, once again to a village abandoned by the famine, Wen Meng, who was so hot and sweaty, couldn't wait to rush to the edge of the well, took a broken basin and tied it with a rope, and the gurgling came down.

There is water!

To be honest, even in the Xiaoice period, the small drought that has continued since the end of the apocalypse continues, this year is still a particularly big drought, and the groundwater reserves in this era are far more than in later generations, Henan Province, known as a large population province, has a population of more than 95 million in the later generations, which is almost equivalent to the total household registration of Daming in this era, and many urban areas have collapsed due to excessive groundwater exploitation.

In this era, during the peak of Longqing, the registered population of Henan Province was only five million, and after several droughts, there were two million people who had reached the sky, and although the Qin River, a tributary of the Yellow River, was indeed dried up a lot, it was not completely cut off, and about half of the water volume in the peak period could remain, and it would not be able to lose its harvest if it was guided to both sides.

But the current situation is that the entire Qinshui vicinity is all abandoned, connected with seven or eight villages, villages and villages flee from the famine, empty, except for the nearby Zhangzhuang Town, which is the family of Zhang Weimin, the former servant of the Ministry of Rites, who has the strength to form a village for self-protection, and also preserves a little farming, the entire Weihui Mansion cultivates no one out of ten.

After pouring several mouthfuls of water in a row, Wen Meng felt that he had come to life like that, and he breathed comfortably, he sat under the eaves of the side with a broken scoop and a swaying ass, and let a group of also thirsty and smoking victims rush to grab water, and handed the rest of the water to Yuan Xiang'er, who was sweaty, in front of Song Xiance.

There were two starving corpses next to the eaves on the side, and the female corpse was still struggling to crawl towards the rice jar before she died.

Song Xiance, who was also thirsty and smoking, looked at this Wen Meng with resentment, Wen Meng simply didn't look at it, and snorted while snorting while snorting.

"If you want to say that this Heluo people, Zhongzhou in the world, they are too lazy! Master, look at this fertile field, the most fertile Baima River in our north is also like this! Let's open the mountain, dig the ditch, and the mountain spring water that follows the line will be led down for irrigation, and so many mountain fields will be cultivated, such a good field, it will be barren if it is said to be barren, what a fucking waste!"

"The little offspring is less!"

Before Wen Meng finished speaking, the thin old man who grabbed the water and gasped lazily against the eaves was already humming with disdain.

"If it's so good, why do you come out and escape?"

"Lao Tzu escapes from you, a coffin! If it weren't for the ......, if it weren't for the fact that Master Lao Tzu had to come to visit his relatives and see what was virtuous, Lao Tzu wouldn't have come to this place where birds don't!"

"You don't have food where the government is robbing?"

"What kind of food to rob? When the autumn harvest comes, the big guy will pay according to the amount of it, we are there according to the sum of the harvest, how much grain will be handed over to a thirty percent, if there is a soldier in the family, turn in a success, the local governor who produces more grain has to come to the door in person to commend, hang a red banner of a large grain producer at the door, ten miles and eight villages have to say hello, and use to grab grain? ”

When he said this, Wen Mengzhen screamed proudly, his chest was straight, and with a pop, the muscles trained by the army broke a piece of the tight robe.

Looking at his muscles and his self-satisfied appearance, the old man was really dumbfounded, and after a while, he sighed with envy.

"It's better to be in your place! We don't have this blessing, you don't know in the next life, this government is really robbing food! ”

When people are older, they are willing to recall the past, this old man raised his head and looked at the sky, obviously immersed in memories, but unfortunately, even in the memories, there was no good scene, full of wrinkles piled up on his face, he shook his head with a sigh.

"It's better at the beginning, there are still more than forty households in us, although the government tax is more a year, so we can deal with a half-starved and hungry not to death, but since our Chongzhen Lord came to power, the year is not as good as a year, but this tax is more and more year by year, a few poor families in our village can't bear it first, they abandoned the famine, and their taxes fall on our heads, this year's harvest is not enough to pay taxes, and a few families have fled! Again the tax money was deducted from the heads of the rest. ”

"The old man's family is still thin and has assets, his ancestors have a county official, and he knows the county master well, so he can carry a little, but last year, there was a great drought in Shandong, and a few acres of land were almost gone! This official government is also directly unreasonable, and the officials and officials went directly to the house to grab food, and the old squire immediately broke his house! No, with the children of the clan, you can only escape from the wilderness!"

The wrinkles on the door of his worried head were twisted into walnuts, and looking at the sky, the old guy sighed melancholy with the soles of his shoes.

"Do you think we're so lazy that we drink water, dig ditches, grow some food, and don't want to move? It's really not a good thing! Not to mention where the seeds come from, when you plant this seedling, the kings of Xiangmashan from all walks of life will have to ask you to borrow food, even if you can survive until the grain is beaten down, there are more powerful officials and thieves waiting to grab it! And it's so angry that you robbed you of your food, the official saw that you were not pleasing to the eye, so he killed your whole family, and then deducted the name of a thief, it was too much!"

Wen Meng was dumbfounded, although in the era of Mao Wenlong, he also lived a hard life in the early days, but those who farmed the fields did not starve to death, and in the Mao Jue era, the entire Dongjiang River engaged in infrastructure construction, opened up mountains and fields, planted new crops, and even many people ran to a well-off life, living a small landlord life with meat, and it was even difficult for him to imagine that life could be so bad.

This is also a true portrayal of the collapse of the Ming Empire, people are floating in things, the government has been extremely vicious, in addition to plundering nothing, homesteaders and even middle and lower landlords have gone bankrupt, standing on the opposite side of the empire, some large landlords are lonely and difficult to support, and they have been swallowed up by this era, the foundation of the empire's rule in the north gradually collapsed, and the Ming Dynasty, which was already terminally ill, met Emperor Chongzhen who had to make a big move, and then came to the medicine of the tiger and wolf, drinking to quench thirst, and it was natural to collapse.

The great changes in Henan, even Song Xiance, who often ran the rivers and lakes, did not adapt to it, and the old man's words resonated with those fleeing victims, everyone was depressed, and they had no strength to even grab water, and they were beaten down one by one in a dull manner, sitting on the edge of the wall and drinking.

…………

Time turned, the sun was sinking in the west, and it was estimated that there would be no suitable place to settle down, and more than 100 refugees who fled from the Xingyang Huaiqing generation simply settled in this broken village.

The night is getting darker and darker, and a weak moan faintly comes out in the house in front of the village, which is that I don't know which unlucky ghost is hungry and faint, and eats too much Guanyin soil to impact, now these soil will kill the stomach and intestines, and it is difficult to excrete, this is already dying, and it is estimated that it will not survive tonight.

But I'm used to seeing death, except for this family, no one even goes to see it, everyone is exhausted, maybe in a dream, to find a feeling of happiness.

Taking advantage of the night, Wen Meng and the three of them slipped out quietly.

I had long expected that there would be no place to eat this trip, and the military rations of the Dongjiang River were sewn with three belts, directly hidden in the clothes, air-dried jerky, and wheat flour and fried, mixed with sugar to make sugar fried noodles similar to Tibetan tsamba, these are all high-calorie foods and proteins, which supported the three of them to walk without going to the village or behind the store for so many days.

The wealth is not exposed, the food is also, everyone is starving, you eat and drink, it is purely looking for death, together, these three people who eat people have seen more than once, some are difficult people in the village to draw lots, who is drawn will be eaten by the big guy, some are simply not people, groups of people attack other refugees, arrest people to put in the pot, sneak out of the village, Wen Meng and a few people are looking for a rice field stalk, quickly squatted down, dry and hard meat jerky stuffed into the mouth, and the water chewed hard.

While looking vigilantly left and right, Wen Meng was still speaking hurriedly.

"There is not much food, we can't wander around so aimlessly anymore, we must find Xiao Yuanying these days! Sister! Don't you remember where your home is? ”

"I, I'm usually locked at home by my brother and don't let me go out, this time, this time he gave me to the bearded general soldier, who also hid under the boat and sneaked through the Yellow River, I, I really don't know!"

After thousands of calculations, Song Xiance missed this stubble, the little girl was about to cry, Wen Meng looked at him with a pair of bull's eyes, and Song Datou couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"Set up a team tonight, let's go to the little hill to the east, if I'm not mistaken, there should be a bandit there!" Let's pretend to join in, and then maybe we can find out the news, and then ......"

Before the plan was finished, the fire in the village suddenly burst into flames, and the group of refugees who had just been calm exploded at once, and some people shouted bitterly.

"The official dog is here!"

"Cannibal soldiers from Shaanxi, run away!!"

(End of chapter)