As soon as he talked about donating grain, he went to the door of the Hu family in the afternoon.

Behind him, there were several men, each carrying a shriveled pocket.

What is the situation of the Hu family, Li Zheng knows better than everyone.

It is precisely because it is clear that it is difficult to speak.

"That...... Hu family, you see...... This, this is not, what ...... that"

Before he could finish speaking, Widow Xie pointed to a few bags of grain in the hall, "Liangzi told us, this is what I and the two families of Yu Yatou made up, and we can only take out these, so it's a piece of heart." ”

In disaster years, people who have stored grain are better to say, it is difficult to live without grain storage, especially those like the Hu family, who have less land and more mouths.

Thanks to the previous year's repeated reminders to let the grain be stored, otherwise their family would have to stare dryly at this time, how could there be any surplus food to help others.

I walked in and took a look, there were four pockets?!

He ran for a long time, said all the good things, his saliva was dry, and he couldn't raise half of it.

His eyes immediately moistened.

"I know that your family's life is not easy, and after a few days of stalling, it can't improve much......

Widow Xie waved her hand, "Nu Bar, Nu Bar can still get by, you can't watch the villagers starve to death." ”

Li Zheng turned to Ji Yu again, "Girl, it is said that you don't have to...... You don't have land, you don't have any income, and you have to raise a big treasure, or take your share of food back. ”

Widow Xie said in her heart, if the girl took her share back, there would only be one bag left in the four bags, and Li Zheng should cry at that time.

That's right, only one of the four bags belongs to the Hu family.

It's not that Widow Xie wants to take credit, but Ji Yu doesn't let her say.

Although they listened to Ji Yu's words and also stocked up some grain, their families had a large population and food consumption was fast.

Especially after this, I don't know what the situation will be.

Who knows what year or month the war will be fought, and who knows when the snow disaster will pass?

She had to keep enough food for the family for the next period of time.

Ji Yu has a foresight, she has been in the camp several times, and she has relatively more grain, and there are only two of her and Dabao at home, so after leaving enough rations for her and Dabao, she donated three bags.

And the two families discussed, and they didn't take the rice and white flour, and they were given millet flour and grains.

It's not that I'm reluctant, it's mainly because I'm afraid of attracting other people's eyes, and there are many people with pink eye in the village.

Of course, Widow Xie does not deny that she has a little selfishness.

After all, they have only been living a good life for a few days, and there is no reason to polish rice and white noodles to give to others to eat, and eat millet noodles and grains themselves.

Ji Yu said that doing good deeds should also be done within one's ability.

"Uncle Li Zheng, Aunt Xie is right, the villagers who have been affected by the disaster are important, we can hold on for the time being, I just hope that these grains can help a little."

Li Zheng sighed, "This is a little bit, you have helped me a lot!" ”

Ji Yu frowned: "Is the situation serious?" ”

Before donating, she roughly estimated that as long as half of the people were willing to lend a hand, even if the donation was not much, it would be enough for the affected villagers to survive.

But if it's more than you think......

She had to make sure that she and Dabao wouldn't starve to death anyway, but she still had some silver on hand, and it was really serious, and she could donate it.

But at this time, it is difficult to buy food even if she has silver, not to mention that her silver deposit is only so little, which is a drop in the bucket.

"The situation in our village is fine, the key is to donate food, it is like asking for their lives. I didn't come to the door when I was poor, and I picked up a little passable at home, but no matter where I went, I cried when I saw it, so I was so bad that my mouth was worn out, so I scooped a small half bowl, ......and that's it."

Li Zheng pointed to the deflated pocket behind him, "I ran all morning, this small half bowl, that small half bowl, what is enough to do if you put together so much...... Alas! ”

In this snowstorm, if the countryside is the most seriously damaged houses, then the town and county town are the most seriously affected by the food shortage.

But no matter how serious the town and county town are, there are also rich families who have pledged donations.

Although the Zhuang family does not dare to compare with the rich,

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However, after guarding the fields and paying taxes every year, in addition to the part of selling grain for money, more or less some rations will be left to ensure that the whole family can survive the next harvest season.

As long as the majority of those families have surplus food and are willing to come out to help those affected by the disaster, everyone will definitely be able to tide over this difficulty.

The key is to be less willing!

He can't blame him yet, he can't force it, after all, it's about spontaneity and voluntariness.

He could only lead by example, fought with his mother-in-law again, and forced two bags of grain out of the house.

But it doesn't seem to have much effect.

Now that Widow Xie and Ji Yu's family alone have donated four pockets, his depressed spirit immediately lifted up again.

Ji Yu looked at his suddenly radiant face, and guessed that Li was going to take her and Hu Jiashu as a model.

The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and in the same way, the tree model is similar to the tree target.

Ji Yu stopped him, "Uncle Lizheng, I have a suggestion." ”

Although Li Zheng didn't report any hope, he still said that he was willing to listen to it.

"You can make a whitelist. Well...... It is

For example, write down the names of donors on red paper and then display them in front of the whole village. ”

Li Zheng didn't understand too much, "You mean bookkeeping?" This one can. Even if the donated grain is borrowed, when the disaster has passed and the harvest has been harvested, it will be returned, so that the people who donated the grain should be much more relieved. But how to display the ledger? ”

"It's not a ledger, it's a proof of glory. As for the display, you can make a wooden sign at the entrance of the village, and then paste this piece of paper on, or engrave the words on the wooden card. ”

Telling them that the grain will be returned can only be a little relieved, but with this big red list, we can mobilize everyone's enthusiasm.

"Oops!" Li Zheng slapped his palms violently, his eyes shining brightly, "Isn't this the merit list!" This is a good idea, this is a good idea! ”

He paced a few steps in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, then stopped abruptly and said, "Not only do I have to write down the name, but I also have to write down the specific amount of money each person donated. ”

Ji Yu hurriedly stopped, "Uncle Lizheng, it's too late!" You are like this, forcing the villagers to compare with each other, who donated more and who donated less, there are always people who don't look good. At that time, this and this merit list not only did not play the role of a reward, but instead became a humiliation. Many families are really unable to come up with more food, and in order to avoid this humiliation, they may simply not donate it. Isn't it bad to steal chickens and rice, lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot? ”

Vanity and comparison, almost everyone will have, this is not a big problem.

She took advantage of the weakness of human nature, and although the means were a bit like that, in the final analysis, it was the willing who took the bait.

But if this weakness is magnified, the nature is different.

Not only did it fail to promote positive guidance, but it also turned the verbal voluntary donation into a de facto moral kidnapping.

Even if others donate food, I am afraid that my heart will not have half of the joy of doing good deeds, but will be full of complaints and anger.

It was supposed to be a good thing, but because it was not done properly, it became a bad thing, and it would be contrary to the original intention.

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Chapter 133: Blacklist and Whitelist