"What they say should be true in their perceptions, but I think this incident may just be a trick by some people to achieve their goals!"

Gu Chengyu nodded, "I'm the same as you think, but once the villagers here have this kind of idea, it may be a little difficult for us to blow up the vortex in Death Valley!" ”

After a slight pause, he sighed again, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow!" ”

I slept a lot in the afternoon, and I couldn't sleep very well at night. Zhou Ziyi thought about it in her mind for a while, and then asked.

"When they say the year they say, they mean the year the dam was built. Can you find out what year it is? ”

"It was ten years ago!" Gu Chengyu said. "Because I'm here to deal with the floods. So I did my homework early in the morning, and this dam was built ten years ago. It's just that the adult who was in charge of hosting back then has already returned to his hometown! It's hard to be sure! ”

Zhou Ziyi nodded, "Oh! And what about the villagers in the village? Didn't all the villagers say they saw the situation back then. So they must have known something back then, right? ”

"I probably don't know much about it! What if you know that they will still be deceived? ”

Zhou Ziyi rubbed her head, "I'm confused!" ”

In the next second, Gu Chengyu's slender fingers had been pressed directly on her temples. "So what? How does it feel? ”

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly shook his head, "I don't have a headache, you don't have to help me rub it." ”

"Then sleep!" Gu Chengyu said. "These things weren't meant to be for you! You should have suffered a lot because of this! I don't want you to worry about it anymore. ”

"Actually, I don't worry about it anymore, I just think about it habitually. Forget it, go to sleep! Maybe get some sleep and you'll have a harvest tomorrow! ”

"Hmm!" Gu Chengyu blew out the light, returned to the bed and naturally took Zhou Ziyi into his arms.

The next day, Zhou Ziyi got up early in the morning. The other day, I ate the food at the post house here, which was really a bit unappetizing. So, she thought it would be easier to do it herself with okra.

Okra helped her, and the two of them made a little millet porridge and simply baked cakes. While he was preparing a side dish, the man in charge of cooking at the inn came in from outside.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, and he looked honest. I heard that it is a distant relative of Qi's hometown, and the person is not bad, but the cooking is not delicious.

Seeing Zhou Ziyi cooking in person, he was a little surprised.

"Madam, the little one is getting up late, don't dare to ...... next time"

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly waved his hand, "It's nothing, I came over and looked at it myself when I got up, no matter what you do." It happened that the pancakes were ready, and Zhou Ziyi took two more to him.

"You want to taste it too?"

He shook his head, but the pancake was so fragrant that he couldn't control it.

Originally, due to the floods, this town lost its harvest every year, and the economic conditions were naturally very bad. Before King Cheng'an brought food this time, many people here began to dig wild vegetables for a living.

Even now, every household has received food, but everyone does not dare to eat such fine pancakes. What's more, Zhou Ziyi also added meat filling to this pancake, which was even more fragrant.

The man finally couldn't hold back and reached out to take it.

"Thank you, ma'am!"

After getting the pancakes, he went out. Zhou Ziyi remembered that there was still a lot of porridge in the pot, and hurriedly followed up to tell him that there was still porridge, but as soon as he went out, he saw Song Houye. 繶䂕N୎ᰠ⩲㩧晎䭜ᴠg끥节ⱻN・17䵑㦍֖ژȰ