To say that, there has been no rain at the bottom of the ditch for three months, and the sparkling water in the river at the bottom of the ditch seems to never dry up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The common flood in eastern Zhejiang, Yu God controlled the water in that year, was to save the southeast from the surging yellow water, and the drought is a rare occurrence in a hundred years, the drought year, also known as the famine year, is more rare than the flood.

But its power and destructiveness are no less than that of a flood.

This disaster happened once in a thousand years, and the people of Goudi Village were full of grief and hunger, and the village chief Li, Wu Changwang and other powerful figures did not come out.

"In history, since Emperor Yu has been in the dynasty for three thousand years, there have been 201 floods, 23 locust plagues, 12 droughts, and 1 locust drought.

The weather was hot, and the smell of despair spread through the air. Sun Chao stood in front of the door, his mood was heavy, his face was full of sadness, and the hill of yellow-green locust corpses piled up by the door could not alleviate the anxiety and anxiety in his heart in the slightest.

The black oppression in the distance is not dark clouds, but locusts that cover the sky and the sun, where the locusts go, the grains do not exist, let alone the vegetable field planted by the Sun family.

"Yes, if the famine year is over, the villagers still have black beans and dregs to feed on, and they can barely get by, but this locust is simply a natural disaster, and there will be nothing left."

Chang Xinyan's daughter's family, she couldn't bear to see this tragic situation in her heart, so she cried immediately, the pear blossoms brought rain, and the tears fell, and everyone who heard it was moved.

Sun Chao looked at his wife's sad face, and then looked at Sun Wenlong, who was standing on the kang, and Sun Die, who didn't know what the disaster was, and was still playing in the backyard, and sighed again, in the face of natural disasters, they couldn't do anything, not just they couldn't do anything, the emperor Lao'er was a god in the sky, and there was nothing he could do with this ghost.

"Qi'er, when your grandfather was young, he experienced a great drought, and when he mentioned that famine year, my father's heart still trembled."

Sun Chao took a cup of hot tea handed by Sun Qi, took a sip, cleared his throat, and then continued: "At that time, the drought in eastern Zhejiang that had not been encountered in a hundred years, or even a thousand years, did not count the nearby villages, just in Pinghu County, most of the people starved to death, and it did not rain for three years.....”

"Daddy, how did grandfather survive that disaster year?"

Sun Die returned to the house at this time, and was also infected by everyone's sadness. Sun Wenlong was straightforward and asked hurriedly.

"Alas, our family's conditions were not bad at that time, and dozens of stones of dry food were saved in the year, which happened to coincide with a famine year, and our family had a bowl of noodle soup per person every day, and stumbling was barely able to survive the famine year."

Sun Chao's eyes looked at the wilderness outside the door, and his thoughts seemed to fly back to decades ago.

"How pitiful, Daddy, can we give the food to those poor people?"

Sun Die asked innocently, blinking his watery eyes, Sun Chao saw that he heard his daughter's words, why didn't he want to, but there were too many people in the village, and his family was not farming, and all he ate was surplus grain purchased from the county seat, which was reluctant for his family.

Sun Chao looked at Sun Qi, he hoped that his son could have some solution, but Sun Qi's calm face, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, obviously adults have nothing to do with natural disasters, and he is still looking forward to what this hairy child will think.

The family was immersed in a sad atmosphere, such as mourning, and after a while, someone came to make the atmosphere even stronger.

"Give me something to eat, I haven't eaten in three days... Give me something to eat! ”

At this time, a person crawled outside the door, dressed in rags, and the tattered cloth shirt was overstretched, Sun Qi saw the person clearly, only to find that the person who came was the blacksmith king in the east of the village, the blacksmith king who was originally muscular, at this time the hungry face was yellow and thin, the whole person shrank by half, and his face seemed to be coated with a layer of yellow wax, pitiful.

"Qi'er, go get a white-flour steamed bun for Uncle Wang."

When the blacksmith king finished drinking water and eating buns, he leaned back on the chaise longue, and then opened the conversation. Sun Qi had already prepared a towel and was ready to wipe Uncle Wang's tears at any time.

"Sun carpenter, your brother Wang and I, I haven't eaten white flour steamed buns for three days, you can only eat a good meal, the rice in the field does not bear ears, our village chief and Wu Chang are all closed like dead people, the safety of our people seems to have nothing to do with his dignitaries......

The more the blacksmith king talked, the more angry he became, and a rough man in his forties and fifties actually cried with a handful of snot and tears.

"Well, the relief food from the county seat was robbed by the village chief Li, relying on the fact that there are people in the county government at home, as if the people of his family are people, we are not people."

Sun Chao also felt the same way, for the locust plague, manpower naturally has no choice, but famine, as long as the relief grain allocated by the imperial court is in place, the famine will always survive the famine, but the relief grain is allocated from the Jiangnan rice warehouse to Jiangning County, less than fifty percent, and then one level is delegated to Pinghu County, and then one percent less, and finally it can flow to the people, less than two percent.

"Sun Carpenter, what is your Sun family still missing, my old king will give you a hand for free, as long as you can keep me three meals a day."

The king blacksmith went straight to the point and said his intentions. A pitiful force, the ghosts and gods were moved.

Sun Chao condensed his eyebrows and thought about it, the surplus food at home was not very enough, but he and the blacksmith king were old partners, and everyone opened their mouths to ask for help, just when he fell into the tangled situation of whether to leave the old king.

"If Uncle Wang stays, is he willing to listen to Xiaosheng's command?"

Sun Qi, who was standing silently on the side, spoke, and when he opened his mouth, Sun Chao, the blacksmith king, and the people of the Sun family were shocked and scattered.

Sun Qi brought a set of toothbrushes and toothpaste from the backyard and handed it to the blacksmith king, who knew that this set of magic brushes and creams could only be owned by those who worked in the Sun family.

When he came to the street of Goudi Village, Sun Qi only understood hunger, pain and sorrow, that street should have been like a living person, full of young men and girls who sent love gifts to each other, and full of women and girls who hurried home to cook pots.

However, now this village street is like a lifeless old man, the tea shop is no longer in business, and all kinds of restaurants and grain stores are closed and lifeless.

Turning to a street corner, Sun Qi saw several young girls distributing free dry food on the street, helping the people, and when he looked at it, it was Zhang Caiyun, the proprietress of Caiyun Pavilion, followed by many women in Xiaoyun.

In front of him stood several large iron pots, boiling hot porridge, and beside them were many wooden chairs, on which were piled with many dishes.

"Is there any surplus food in Sun Gongzi's family?"

When Zhang Caiyun saw Sun Qi, he hurriedly threw down the iron spoon in his hand and greeted him.

"Although Xiaosheng's family does not have much surplus food, it is enough for the family to survive the disaster year."

Zhang Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, the Zhang family is a big household in the village, usually accumulates gold and silver, reserves of 10,000 stones, and in the famine year, it is the obligation of a large household to help the poor.

"The last time Sun Gongzi gave the girl that set of toothbrush and toothpaste, the girl always didn't know how to use it, and the girl always thought that the iron brush for brushing the pot was messing around in her mouth..."

Zhang Caiyun instructed Xiao Yun to take care of the food supply, and then ran to chat with Sun Qi. She naively thought that Sun Qi would talk to her about many strange things, but who knew that Sun Qi was now full of troubles and didn't want to chat at all.

"Oh, that's right."

Sun Qi replied casually.

Zhang Caiyun saw that Sun Qi was careless, she was as careful as a hair, and she guessed that Sun Qi had something in her heart.

"Sun Gongzi, but if you have any troubles in your heart, say it, and the girl will help if she can."

Sun Qi retracted his gaze that fell on the torn clothes of a hungry man, turned his head, and said softly: "This is not something that Sister Caiyun can help, this locust disaster, there is no harvest of cotton and rice in the field, and the people can't wear new clothes or food, Sister Caiyun, do you think you can change this matter?" Can you change God? Can just a few bowls of porridge change it completely? ”

Sun Qi's voice was very low, but it was very serious, Zhang Caiyun was silent when she heard this, she just complained in her heart why Sun Qi was so serious, anyway, if the famine didn't affect the Zhang family, she would take out some food and make a show, no one would scold her for being stingy with the Zhang family.

Sun Gongzi suddenly asked what he was doing with this? God, how can mortals like me easily handle it? ”

Zhang Caiyundai stretched her eyebrows and smiled with a smile.

Sun Qi suddenly blocked Zhang Caiyun's lips with a finger and made a silent gesture.

"Xiaosheng, I really want to go against his God."

When Sun Qi said this, he didn't care about Zhang Caiyunhua's discolored jade face, his heart had already drawn a blueprint.