Chapter 60 The Gang on the Warehouse

A big flood slowly receded almost five days later. Inside and outside the city, there was a thick layer of mud left behind by the flood. However, this did not stop the families of those who lived in the houses that had been washed away and the food that had been washed away from them from coming out to ask for it.

It was only after the fact that I learned that this was the heaviest flood in the history of Ansu, with a depth of several feet on the flat land, draining water and returning to it, and flooding all acres of land. Many people were left homeless overnight.

As early as the day after the flood came, Zhang Shuting was anxious to go five miles south of the city to see what happened to the sorghum that Lao Xu had collected. In other words, the sorghum that has just been purchased is completely finished, if there is any failure of the sorghum in Lao Xu's place, even if the pot is saved, there will be no grain to burn.

The key is that the situation of Runquanyong Pot this year is different from previous years. Because the cellar pond on the mouth of Huo Luo Maoyong was destroyed by his youngest son, and the rumors spread later, the wine on the pot was unsalable, and the income of the pot was not very good this year. The newly purchased sorghum is made from a patchwork of oceans, and at this time, if you dig out the silver, I am afraid that you will not be able to take out a single big word.

However, at this time, the city gate has been blocked, and although the water on the city street has been removed a lot, there is also a leg deep, and the key is still silt, and there is a small leg deep, and it is difficult to walk. And then the situation outside the city is even worse.

Just because he wanted to go but couldn't go, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he didn't stand or sit.

On the sixth day, the gates were finally opened. But the gates of the city were opened, and the mud outside the city was knee-deep, and there was no way to find it. Again, there is no way to travel at all. When I was finally able to barely travel, it was another ten days later.

On this day, Zhang Shuting called Lao Sun, rode a horse and hurriedly went out of the south gate on the mud. The area around Chengguan is still possible. The further south you go, the more difficult the road becomes. Not only are the roads muddy and difficult to navigate, but there are also puddles of water in many places, and once the horse's legs step in, they almost sink into the horse's neck. The horse's legs could not be pulled out, and Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun had to jump off the horse, lifting the horse's neck or carrying the horse's buttocks to lift the horse.

Starting from breakfast, until midnight, it is three miles away. Looking further ahead, I felt that the situation in front of me seemed to be worse than the situation I had just come, and I saw that the houses in the village not far away had collapsed even more violently.

Not only did the houses collapse severely, but there were also many people who were helping the old and the young with the children to beg for money, and they were walking out of the village one after another, walking in the direction they came.

When Zhang Shuting saw it, his heart sank a little more, and he felt more and more worried about the sorghum in Lao Xu's place.

And Lao Sun's appearance seems to be completely opposite to Zhang Shuting. Before the flood came, he was irritable, but after the flood came, his mood was much better.

Therefore, two days ago, when I saw that Zhang Shuting was anxious to go to Lao Xu's place, I comforted Zhang Shuting and said:

"The owner, you still listen to my advice, you are not impatient, there will be no problem at all in the warehouse of Lao Xu, if you are impatient, maybe there will be a problem in the warehouse of Lao Xu."

Again:

"As you saw the other day, if I hadn't been so irritable, maybe the flood wouldn't have come. At this time, you also saw that when the flood came, there was no temper in your heart. You say, it's not bad luck and what is it. ”

After speaking, he said:

"So, I advise the owner, that is, the owner must not learn from me!"

Zhang Shuting knew that Lao Sun was comforting him, and he knew that the water would not come, and he had nothing to do with Lao Sun. So, although his heart was still restless, he smiled and said nothing.

Although it was only a short five miles from the pot to the location of their own land outside the city, they did not arrive until noon after breakfast. But when it came to a look, Zhang Shuting was taken aback.

To Zhang Shuting's surprise, it was not that the warehouse where his family's pot was located also collapsed or flooded, and the sorghum full of warehouses was soaked in water. Instead, I saw that not only was the sorghum barn built on the hill full of earth, but the door of the sorghum barn was completely blocked, and seven or eight shacks were scattered around the barn.

I saw that next to the shack at the position of the warehouse gate, Lao Xu and his wife were eating, and there were also people eating next to other shacks, and when I saw these people, Zhang Shuting also knew, these people were no one else, but Lao Xu's seven sons and their daughters-in-law and children.

When Zhang Shuting saw it, his tears almost fell again.

This Lao Xu is a cheerful black and thin old man in his fifties, as soon as he saw Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun coming on horseback, he hurriedly trotted over from his shack, and shouted excitedly as he ran:

"Owner, why did you come here in person, I also said that I would wait for the mud on the ground to dry up tomorrow, and go over and talk to you!"

Zhang Shuting smiled and hurriedly asked:

"How about Lao Xu, the sorghum in the warehouse hasn't been flooded, right?"

Lao Xu said loudly again:

"Don't worry, the warehouse is good, and not a single grain of grain has been damaged."

As he spoke, he took Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun to the warehouse on the post, and said as he walked:

"As soon as the flood came, my children and I went to the barn to stock up on the surrounding area, and then we simply built a shack and lived here."

As he spoke, he took Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun to look around the warehouse one by one, and it was indeed as Lao Xu said. When Zhang Shuting saw it, his tears couldn't be controlled anymore, so he brushed them down.

When Lao Xu saw it, he hurriedly comforted:

"If you want to say that the food was not damaged in such a big flood, you have to say that the ancestors of the owner saw far, and built the warehouse on this post back then, otherwise, even if we hoard more soil around the warehouse, we can't stop this big water."

Although Lao Xu said so, Zhang Shuting was still grateful to Lao Xu. At this time, as soon as Lao Xu saw Zhang Shuting coming, it was a loud noon, so he called his seven sons and daughters-in-law who were scattered over, and got a few snacks, so he must have a few drinks with Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun.

As soon as Zhang Shuting saw that the sorghum here was not damaged, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, so he did not object, and he also wanted to thank Lao Xu's family with this wine.

When Lao Sun saw that Zhang Shuting wanted to drink, of course he understood what he meant, so although he couldn't drink it, he was afraid that he would ruin everyone's interest, so he drank it with him.

And Lao Xu can drink it despite being black and thin, not only can he drink it, but his sons, all of whom have big shoulders and round waists, are all masters who can drink.

Therefore, on the way back, Zhang Shuting and Lao Sun felt too much.

"Are you alright, old grandson?" Zhang Shuting watched Lao Sun climb on the saddle bridge with a red face, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's okay...... It's okay...... What about you? Lao Sun was still crawling on the saddle bridge, twisting and twisting as he got off the horse.

"I didn't ...... either" Zhang Shuting shook his head, but before he finished speaking, he spit out.