The noon sun in autumn is the most vicious, and the little man who guards the gate is sunburned, leaning on the stone lion at the door and squinting. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly shuddered in the head.

"I'm lazy here! Let me find out that there is a next time, be careful with your skin! ”

The familiar scolding came into his ears, and the little guy woke up with a spirit, bounced up quickly from the lion's feet, and opened his eyes to see that the person who came was Mama Zheng, the steward of the main courtyard. She had a mean face, and it was particularly scary to put an angry look on such a face at this time. The little guy was so frightened that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and before he could come back to his senses, he was knocked on the door of his head again.

According to the rules on weekdays, if you are caught lazy like this, you will definitely have a good beating, but today Mama Zheng is not in the mood to worry about the same little guy, so she just urges him to open the door quickly and call someone to move things.

The little maid resigned, and after a while, three rough maids and two old mothers came out and moved the grain and vegetables that Mama Zheng had just bought.

Mama Zheng looked at the things and entered the warehouse without falling to the ground, and locked it herself, before leaving with confidence.

It was too hot, and this rush made Mama Zheng sweat all over, and the clothes on her back were already soaked. But she didn't have the time to change her dry clothes, and she hurried to report to the old lady.

The Fushou Courtyard in the main courtyard is the residence of Mrs. Xu. At this time, she was half-lying on the soft couch, and the maid was kneeling on the edge of the couch with her eyebrows down, beating the legs of the old man.

Hearing someone come in, the old lady raised her eyelids and asked, "Is it still going well?" ”

Although there was a lot less ice than in the hot days of the past, the inside of the house was still much cooler than the outside. Mama Zheng took a long breath of relief and said, "Back to the old lady, there are few people in the big day at noon, and the purchase is still smooth, and I have never encountered homeless people or bandits." It's just that today's grain prices have risen again, and the worst coarse rice and coarse noodles are more than 20 wen a catty, and the polished rice has risen to the sky. ”

Hearing this, Old Madam Xu frowned and said, "Why is it so expensive, it is almost double that of yesterday." Isn't there a drought yet? ”

Mama Zheng explained: "But it was about to drought, and the old man in the field found locust eggs...... Now everyone who has some silver is stockpiling grain. ”

Mrs. Xu's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, she pinched her brows, and said, "Continue to buy grain, and keep water everywhere, go to the house with a well, and exchange grain for water." Don't make a noise, be careful, and then release all the people in the house who did not sign the death deed, only saying that the Xu family can't afford to support them, and they are already starving to death. ”

At the end, he added: "The portion in the Meixiang Courtyard is replaced with coarse rice and sent over, so you don't die of hunger." ”

Mama Zheng responded again and again, and went out in a hurry.

In Meixiang Courtyard, Xu Yuan was sitting in front of the window worrying.

One did not have a car accident, the earthquake and high-voltage electricity, and the second did not fall into the water and was poisoned and came back to life, Xu Yuan changed from a modern college student to an ancient boudoir lady. It's been a month, and she can be considered to have sorted out the situation from the memory of the original owner.

The original owner is the daughter of this Xu Mansion, and her biological mother died early, and she is now only ten years old. Her father Xu Huaiyi was originally a seven-grade sesame official, and he found a job in a remote place two years ago, and he was reluctant to let his mother suffer, so he only went to the post with his wife, leaving Xu Yuan and his second son Xu Ling to accompany Mrs. Xu.

But in fact, this old lady Xu is not a serious old lady, just because Xu Huaiyi's father and grandmother died early, he separated from his mother-in-law and took his biological mother and Aunt Du out to stand on her own, so there is the so-called "Old Mrs. Xu".

Counting up, Xu Yuan is considered to be the concubine of the concubines, she has no sense of existence in the eyes of her father, but her grandmother seems to dislike her because of her biological mother, Aunt Mu. Xu Yuan thought that she had gotten the script of the house fight, and just as she took the time to sort out the one hundred and eight times of the house fight she had seen, rumors of an impending drought began to spread in Xu's mansion.

As the saying goes, "It is better to be a peaceful dog than a chaotic person". Xu Yuan thought that it was already very sad to take a small shrimp house, but she didn't expect that this script was still in PUBG mode.

Xu Yuan saw that the daily meals were getting less and less, and there were more and more coarse rice in them, and there was only one Xiaolan left in the yard who was in the Fushou Courtyard. Luckily, when she realized that something was wrong, she deliberately saved some of her already small amount of food. The kitchen didn't care about her, and what she sent was either brown rice or dead steamed buns that didn't come out, and those without oil and water were easy to store.

The sound of a quarrel suddenly came from outside, which disrupted Xu Yuan's chaotic thoughts, and she hurriedly got up and went outside, and saw Xiaolan arguing with the servant woman who delivered the meal.

"You can't bully people like this, you don't have to worry about the lack of this in the past, but now you actually send raw noodles directly!"

"It's good to have, there are not a few people in the current situation, and the busy old lady and the little young master are too busy, so they don't have to pick and choose here! Anyway, you have a stove in your yard! ”

"You're ......!"

Seeing that Xiao Lan was about to cry when she said that she was wronged, Xu Yuan hurriedly grabbed her, made her look back and said to the servant woman: "It's okay, just give birth to it, don't bother you to work hard." Then he plucked a silver hairpin from his head, handed it to the servant, changed his words, lowered his body and said warmly: "This good sister, please do something?" ”

The servant woman was wary, "What's the matter? What do you want me to do? But he took the hairpin in his hand.

Xu Yuan hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm tired of my sister and bring me more water." ”

Hearing this, the servant's expression changed slightly, and she asked, "What does the young lady want water for?" ”

Xu Yuan explained: "It's hot, I want to cook some soup and drink it myself to relieve the heat." ”

The servant woman did not answer or refuse, but turned and left.

Xiaolan is a city government with little capital, and his intestines are straighter than Xu Yuan, a modern person, holding the food box at the moment, and said aggrievedly: "Miss, why bother with these people who step on the high and bow down?" They all take money and don't do anything. ”

Xu Yuan smiled, sighed, touched Xiaolan's bag with comfort, and said, "That's no way, try it." ”

Naturally, the work of pancakes could not be done by the young lady, and without waiting for Xu Yuan's instructions, Xiaolan began to make pancakes. Xiaolan's cooking skills can be said to be very ordinary, but they are much better than Xu Yuan.

Before, Xu Yuan planned to find a way to find someone in the kitchen to ask for some raw rice noodles, and this time someone would send a pillow if she wanted to doze off.

Under Xu Yuan's command, Xiaolan baked the cakes thin and small, and Xiaolan was puzzled: "Miss, why don't you make noodles?" I still have the old noodles there. ”

The small cakes baked with dead noodles are easy to hide on the body and will not spoil for a long time. Xu Yuan didn't answer, she didn't fully believe the little girl in front of her, after all, she was just an outsider who had just come for more than a month, and she was afraid that she would go to the main courtyard to say something.

Xu Yuan had a hunch that when the disaster broke out, Mrs. Xu, whether she was fleeing or hiding, would never take her with her, and if she wanted to survive, she had to plan early.

When the supper came, the servant woman kept her word and brought a small urn of water. Now that there is no major drought, it is not a problem to pour such a little water in the kitchen.

After that, Xu Yuan was busy, she carried Xiaolan on her back, rummaged around the house, gathered all the wooden bottles and cans she could find, took out the original fat powder head oil inside, wiped it clean, and poured water into it when the aroma in it was gone. Fu sewed all these small jars and the food he had stored into the old jacket he had prepared.

Xu Yuan also didn't know if his hamster-like behavior of eating and drinking water could bring him some vitality.

Although in modern times, she is an ordinary ordinary person, without a wealthy family background, but she has never suffered from hunger. Now the word "famine" is clearly hanging over her head, and she really doesn't know what she should do.

Then, on an ordinary hot morning, a turquoise insect stopped on the eaves of Meixiangyuan.

Xu Yuan recognized that it was a locust.