"It's really weird this year, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little abnormal."

"I heard that there was a drought in the north, and the fields were dry and cracked, and the grain was yellow, and some people were crying in the crops, begging God to give them a way to live."

"Hey, what's going on. In the past, those of us who farmed the land were looking forward to the increase in grain prices, but now we finally look forward to the grain price increase, and as a result, the grain has been killed by drought......"

It rains incessantly in the south, and there is drought in the north, and in many places it is difficult to even use water.

"It's not these people who have done their own evil, but now you see what kind of food and clothing are safe? What is done in good conscience? I always feel that this God can actually see it, but he can't control it, and I'm anxious......"

"This is probably punishing human beings, losing their hearts, hey." A few old men smoked dry cigarettes and sighed while smoking.

Behind him is the busy scene of the people in the village, everyone is busy building a temporary home.

"I agree with you." An old man suddenly came to his senses, and when he saw that the children were all around them, he knocked the dry tobacco in his hand.

"I'm telling you, God must be patrolling the world. I've been there. As soon as the old man said this, the children were excited.

Changsheng also sat on the ground, playing with toys made by the old people in the village.

In just one night, several simple wooden houses were built, with several layers of stone under them and several layers of wooden planks on top, and the inside was dry and not leaky at all, and the children had a lot of fun in it.

At this time, seeing that the old man was about to tell a story, they all sat around.

"In the seventies and eighties, my family was poor, and I was a boy with five or six sisters in my family. There was a sister who starved to death at the front......" The old man's eyes were a little moist as he spoke.

"In those years, I didn't have much meat to eat, I didn't even eat rice, and drinking sticky rice porridge was a treatment only available during the New Year. How many people in the village will be unable to survive...... Many people are so poor that they don't even have a kitchen knife. ”

"Later, someone from the village came to sell pork on credit. Those who come do not take money, but only on credit. Every family gave a few catties of pork and a few kitchen knives on credit, and asked him when he would give the money? Guess what he said? There was a little more interest in the old man's eyes.

Changsheng suddenly raised his head, glanced at the old man and lowered it again.

"I heard that there are three thousand incarnations in the heavens, and they will come to the world to experience the sufferings of the world, and I don't know if it is true or not. But since then, I have believed......"

"Grandpa, grandpa, what did that person say? Did he take it five years later? A child asked anxiously by pulling the old man's sleeve.

A few middle-aged people next to him also listened to it with relish, although they had already heard it, but it was not impossible for these stories to be passed on to the next generation.

The old man shook his head.

"The man said that when our grain was sold for a dollar and a catty, he would come to collect the money."

"A dollar, how is that possible. At that time, I could only earn a few dozen yuan a month, and I still worked hard to get this money. One dollar and one pound, it was a fantasy at that time......"

The man shook his head and left without speaking, waiting for a pound of food for him to collect the money.

The child was amazed, how could there be such a person.

So what if it doesn't grow to a piece?

"Did he come to collect the money later?" The children asked hurriedly.

The old man shook his head.

"A few years later, there was another natural disaster, when there were many locusts and no grain was harvested. How many people starved to death......"

"Some people eat Guanyin soil and their stomachs are as big as balls, and some people eat tree bark and roots, and they are gnawed everywhere...... There were even many dark places, and they ......," the old man paused and said no more.

Then they came again. With food on credit, kitchen knives on credit, and iron pots on credit, the village once again survived the difficulties. Later, they said that they would come back after waiting for two yuan a pound of food. ”

"You know what? Those people are still the same as they were ten years ago, almost unchanged. I've all gone from a teenager to a father, and they're still the same. This is probably something that the heavens can't look at, so come and help us......"

"I don't know if there are any other places, but we've experienced it in several villages around us. Many people are selling their children hard, if it weren't for those people who appeared, I don't know how many more tragedies there would be now~ "That kitchen knife is just a little old now, but it can still be used."

Much better than buying now. If you really use good materials, you can sell it for a good price even now.

"Wow, that person must be an old fairy, come to help us......" The children's eyes were shining, and their expressions were surprised, which was much more interesting than mythological stories.

Although the grain was sold later, no one came to collect the money. Even the village chief collected all the money, but he never waited for the man to come.

Now in the ancestral hall of the village, there are still the notes signed when I received the food and kitchen knives. The notes are still there, but they are never seen again.

And all the things that the man said came true, and he said one, and then it grew to one, and he said two, and then it grew to two. Does he only appear when everyone is in trouble? "Erbao wow, there is such a thing in the world.

"You think, there will be a lot of starvation to death, and you won't be able to live happily, if it weren't for that person who sent food and told you that the price of food would rise, then I don't know how many people would die. Oh, God is watching. As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and through the drizzle, he felt a little strange.

The old man looked stunned for a moment, he didn't get the money, but the village had lost a batch of grain that year.

Even if they were hidden in the house, they were hidden under the cellar, and a batch was lost.

No more, no less, just the number of pounds of credit before.

But those people did not come to the village, and they thought that they were thieves at the time, and they made a lot of trouble in the village for a while.

"It must be that God sees that everyone can't survive, and the spirit prophesied to everyone, and gave everyone food, so that everyone can survive, right?" Dabao suddenly said loudly.

"Otherwise, how can you explain it? However, this God is not as cold as he imagined, and he still does his best for everyone...... What's the matter now, there are droughts and floods everywhere...... "There are children muttering.

The old man sighed, with a little sorrow between his eyebrows.

In the past, the days were poor, but everyone worked together to live happily and beautifully, and no matter what time it was, it was a sincere heart.

And then?

Later, the society developed vigorously, and everyone lived more and more conveniently and quickly, but they lost their basic conscience, and everyone changed.

God, this is cold-hearted, giving up, disappointed in everyone.

Changsheng sat cross-legged in the back, looking a little trance-like, as if he was thinking about something.

。 m.