Naturally, this method was not come up by Niu Xinzhang himself, but also by Jiang Rutuo.

He didn't have the brains to come up with such a solution.

Of course, he still didn't know that it was Jiang Ru's dream for him, and he thought it was really the dream that his dead father and the ancestors in the village had spent merit to give him for future generations.

In the dream, he also cried to his father about Jiang Ru's behavior.

beg his father to take this evil spirit away and return his mother to him.

The father in his dream was simply played by Jiang Ru, how could it be impossible to fulfill his prayer.

Not only did it not materialize, but he was also deliberately tossed by Jiang Ru, making him carry water and carry things, and his whole body was sore.

Duan Xiaomei was distressed, and privately discussed with Jiang Ru whether she could be replaced by her, and said that her body was much better than Niu Xinzhang.

Jiang Ru had to give up tossing Niu Xinzhang.

This scumbag son doesn't know the blessings he has cultivated for several lifetimes to get such a good daughter-in-law.

It's just that he didn't know how to cherish it in his last life, and he killed her tragically, and in the end he couldn't even look at his own mother.

However, after Niu Xinzhang put forward the suggestion, the villagers did not agree.

The crops are not ripe, and the yield is not even half of what it used to be, how can this work?

They have worked so hard to water for so long, and they only take back half of it, and they can't even pay taxes!

The village chief also knew that this might be the best way to go.

However, people always have a fluke mentality, always feel that it will get better later, and are unwilling to stop losses in time.

Jiang Ru was the only one in the village, and he took back all the things in his field.

The rest of the people did not receive it, including the village chief's family.

Later, the weather got hotter and hotter, and it was so hot that I sweated like rain even without clothes.

The fiery sun scorched the earth, the soil began to dry up, the crops were dying, the mountains were long gone, and the leaves of the trees were eaten by men.

Seeing this scene, it was the same as the story told by the old people, and everyone began to get anxious.

Seeing that the crops in the fields began to dry up and began to die, the villagers were anxious.

Crops are the foundation of their survival, and they are not willing to give up anything.

Although there are several wells in the village, only one is public, and the rest are private, and you can go and pick up drinking water, and if it is used to water the ground, no one will agree.

The village chief could only be asked to take out the water from the cistern to irrigate the land.

However, the village chief disagreed, and instead called on everyone to finish the crops as soon as possible, just like Niu Xinzhang's family.

They don't know when this disaster will end, and the water in the reservoir may be their last source of life.

Despite the village chief's repeated insistence that water from the cistern should not be used, some people sneaked into the caves, carried the water, and secretly irrigated their fields at night.

Even if those who steal water bump into each other, they tacitly treat it as if they don't see it and ignore each other.

By the time the village chief found out, only half of the water in the cistern remained.

He summoned everyone to the threshing floor and angrily asked, "Who stole the water?!" Don't you know that this is our life-saving water?! ”

Everyone was silent, because except for a few households, the rest of the people had more or less stolen water.

"Are you crazy? Isn't it dying? It's only June, and we don't know how long the drought will last, so how can we live without water? ”

"Isn't there a well in the village? Aren't five wells enough for the people in our village to eat? Someone retorted.

"Yes, village chief, we can't let the crops die, if the crops die, what will we eat?"

"Why don't we use well water to irrigate, I saw that there was quite a lot of well water when I fetched water that day."

The village chief said angrily: "Do you think I don't know that you are watering the ground with well water? The river has dried up, how long do you think the well water will last? If you continue like this, how long will the well water last? ”

The villagers were silent.

The law does not blame the public, and the water is used, is it possible to return it?

Jiang Ru sighed.

Originally, I thought that such a large pool of water could last until the end of autumn.

After autumn, the weather will improve slightly, and the imperial court will also send relief food.

But now, with only half of the water left, it's good to be able to hold on until August.

The village chief was so angry that he finally looked at Niu Xinzhang, "Brother Xinzhang, what do you say now?" ”

Niu Xinzhang is also very confused.

Q: How do I know? My dad didn't give me a dream.

He pretended to sigh deeply and said, "I can only use it sparingly." The village chief, find someone to seal the cave and let someone guard it. If we continue like this, we will die of thirst. ”

He won't die of thirst anyway.

The demon-possessed mother in his house didn't know when she dug a well in the backyard, so their house was not short of water.

The village chief listened to his words and nodded, "That's the only way." ”

At this time, Niu Xinzhang said: "Village chief, I think our village still needs to organize people to patrol every day. Things have been getting worse and worse lately. I'm afraid that some people who can't survive will come back and steal the grain from our fields. ”

Hearing this, the village chief agreed with a solemn face.

"Mother, you cook less in the future, I'll eat less." Duan Xiaomei looked at the porridge on the table with a solemn face.

She heard that the porridge of other families was so thin that she could see people, but their house was still so thick that she couldn't help but worry.

How long can the food at home last?

Niu Xinzhang took a sip of porridge fiercely, "What are you worried about?" Our family's grain mother knows in her heart, since it is cooked thickly, it means that there is still a lot of food. ”

"But ......" Duan Xiaomei was still worried.

Although she didn't know the exact amount of food, she still knew the approximate amount.

Those grains can only be eaten until the summer, and with the grain just harvested this year, they can only be maintained until the end of the year.

The situation for the coming year is unknown, and even if the situation improves, it will have to be carried out until the autumn harvest of the next year.

Niu Xinzhang waved his hand, thinking that she was worrying about nothing.

I don't want to think about who our mother is, who can make them hungry?

Recently, he has become more and more glad, fortunately his mother is a capable ghost, if it is his own mother, he will definitely not be able to let him live so comfortably.

And the craftsmanship of the evil ghost mother is really good, even if it is an ordinary pickle, it tastes much better than others.

He secretly guessed that the reason why his dead father didn't take this evil ghost girl away was because he knew her ability and was afraid that he would starve to death, so he stayed here.

Duan Xiaomei looked at him with an indifferent look, sighed in her heart, and consciously drank less.

Jiang Ru saw that she had drunk less, so she persuaded her: "Xiaomei, you can drink some more." ”

"No need, mother, I haven't done any work lately, I'm not hungry." Duan Xiaomei shook her head.

How is it possible not to be hungry? Even if the porridge is thick, it is still porridge, and even if wild vegetables are added, it is more full of water, and you will soon be hungry.

Since Jiang Ru came to this world, she eats porridge and wild vegetables almost every day, and she feels like she is about to vomit.