"Village Chief, have you seen the weather today? It was much hotter than usual, and the seedlings planted in the field were wilted and drooping, and there was a great lack of water. It's March, but it's raining yet. Niu Xinzhang asked in a low voice.

The village chief didn't expect him to say this, and the stone in his heart suddenly put down.

It's better not to come to me and tell me about the house, or I really don't know how to explain it.

Now Brother Xinzhang is a talent, if you really trouble me, I really can't help it.

"Come, Xinzhang Ge'er, what do we have to do, sit down and talk." His face softened, and he shouted outside the house, "Old woman, make me two bowls of tea." ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law muttered two bowls of tea and walked out of the kitchen.

"Are there any guests? Why come at this time? ”

As soon as I went out, I saw Jiang Ru standing in the courtyard.

"Huh? Isn't this the new chapter mother? What are you doing here? My old man is entertaining, and you have to wait a minute. ”

As she spoke, the village chief's daughter-in-law brought two bowls of tea in.

When she went in, she saw Niu Xinzhang, her face changed, she threw the two bowls of tea on the table, turned her back and muttered to herself: Who else should I be? How is he? I'd like to hear what he did when he came to the old man. Well! Isn't there something to ask us for?

Thinking so, she dragged a long bench and sat down next to it.

Niu Xinzhang looked at her and frowned.

He is now more sensitive to human emotions.

The village chief's daughter-in-law was obviously a little dissatisfied with him, and she didn't know where he offended her.

But what he's about to say isn't a secret, and it's okay to listen to here.

It was the village chief who waved his hand impatiently.

"What are we doing in a man's house, and a woman's house sitting here? Why don't you hurry up and cook? ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law suddenly darkened her face, but considering that outsiders were present, she didn't dare to attack.

The old man had the best face, and if she lost her temper with him in private, he wouldn't do anything to her.

But if he loses face in front of outsiders, then it must be a good fight.

She snorted softly, "Then do I want Brother Xinzhang's meal?" ”

Her voice was slightly sarcastic, as if she was sarcastically mocking Niu Xinzhang deliberately taking advantage of the meal and wanting to eat.

The village chief said with a dark face: "There is a guest here, naturally he wants to do it, and his mother, too!" ”

Brother Xinzhang is a talent now, and others can't invite him to dinner.

Now that he is here, although he doesn't know what he wants to do, it is a rare opportunity to have dinner with him and connect with him.

Niu Xinzhang waved his hand, "No need, I came here after dinner, and I have to go back to class after saying something." ”

When the village chief heard this, he touched his beard regretfully, "Then Brother Xinzhang, what are you doing this time?" ”

Niu Xinzhang took a deep breath and read what I just said, he didn't hear it clearly, right!

He smiled softly.

"This year, the weather is abnormal, and it hasn't rained all the time, so I'm here to talk to the village chief."

The village chief let out a long sigh and said, "Yes, God doesn't know what's going on this year, it hasn't rained yet, and there hasn't been even a little drizzle since the New Year, so I can only use water from the river to irrigate." ”

Niu Xinzhang nodded and said, "Village Chief, I don't know if you have heard that there was a great drought on our side a hundred years ago?" ”

"Of course, I have heard from the elders of our village that many people died in the drought, when the sky was red, the land was dry and cracked, all the seedlings in the fields died, and the bark on the mountains was gnawed by the villagers. In the back, there are even more people who eat with Yi Zi, it's really miserable! The village chief sighed.

This story was told by his grandfather when he was a child, and I heard that at that time, several of his grandfather's younger siblings died in that drought, and out of ten siblings, only he and his brother survived.

Great-grandfather and great-grandmother eventually starved to death for him and his brother.

Coming back to his senses, the village chief asked, "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

Niu Xinzhang looked at him deeply, as if asking, "Haven't you thought of it yet?" ”

The village chief's face changed dramatically and he stood up suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"That's right, there may be another big drought this year!" Niu Xinzhang said.

"Impossible! Brother Xinzhang, don't talk nonsense! It's just not raining for a while! The village chief shook his head and walked around the house with his hands behind his back.

Niu Xinzhang sighed, "Village Chief, don't deceive yourself. As you can see, the weather has not rained all the time, exactly the same as the precursor to the great drought recorded in the book. ”

If it weren't for his father's dream, he wouldn't have believed it.

After the village chief was broken by Niu Xinzhang, he also thought of this problem.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but he doesn't dare to believe it.

For the croppers who watched God eat, the drought was absolutely devastating.

"So what can I do now?" The village chief's face was full of despair.

If the drought does come, will they survive?

Niu Xinzhang said: "Now we not only have to use the water in the river to water the seedlings, but we also have to find a way to store some of the water first, so that when the river is dry, we will not even have water to drink." ”

The village chief shook his head, "But how much can be stored even if it is stored?" ”

The village chief organized the villagers to save as much as each household could, and try to make up for the used water after using water every day. In addition, the village organized people to build water storage tanks, and they could save as much as they could. ”

"That's all I can do?" The village chief muttered.

Niu Xinzhang said: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and those wild vegetables on the mountain are the same as the vegetables in the field, they need water, and if there is no water, they will dry up sooner or later." Most of the villagers' food will not last after the autumn harvest. Rather than waiting for all the wild vegetables to die, let's first pick all the wild vegetables that can be picked back and anything else that can be eaten, and dry them into dried vegetables and store them. ”

"There is also food at home, so that the villagers must not sell it! This may be our life-saving food. For a long time to come, we will have to rely on this grain to survive, and we must not sell it just because the price of food is high. ”

Hearing this, the village chief's eyelids jumped.

"Brother Xinzhang, have you already gotten any news?"

Recently, food prices have indeed risen a lot.

Their family had just sold some grain and made a lot of money.

He couldn't help but have a guess in his heart.

Guess if he got some news from someone else, or why would he suddenly tell him this.

After all, Xiucai is famous, and a lot of news will be known in advance.

Niu Xinzhang pretended to be unfathomable, only shook his head, and did not say anything deeply.

He only repeatedly stressed that he should organize the villagers to collect water and pick wild vegetables as soon as possible, and not sell grain.

After all, he can't say that his dead father gave him a dream.

The dream was so real that all the little details of his father that he had forgotten were exactly the same as before, and he couldn't doubt it at all.

The village chief looked at his unfathomable appearance, and suddenly regretted it in his heart.

If I had known, I would have sold the grain so quickly.

The weather changes so much, why didn't I think of this problem?