(First of all, I wish all readers a happy New Year in 2022, with abundant wealth and happiness for their families. Then, everyone knows that last year, well, last year’s chapters were in the wrong order, and this was the chapter that should have been published yesterday. The apology and compensation plan are in End of article.)
"what happened to him?"
"It's my fault that he's hungry." Butler Qiu glanced at Xiang Caigui and said, "He went all the way to Chongqing begging for food. When he found me, I arranged a meal for him, but I was also negligent. He's so hungry now. , simply cannot withstand overeating, and once he opens his mouth to eat, he will easily be stuffed to death. Fortunately, I remembered early and tried my best to stop him from eating."
This sentence is true.
Meng Shaoyuan felt like he had a mirror in his heart.
At that time, it was rare for someone to hold on to death.
But at this time, it is easier to starve to death than to starve to death.
There are only two types of people who are stretched to death:
One is that they are so hungry that they sell everything that can be exchanged for food, eat desperately, and end up starved to death.
There is also a kind of people who have to endure the hardship until the barley is about to mature. They pick the green barley ears and make them into a kind of "twisting" food. They eat a lot and drink water after eating, and their stomachs will become unbearable. In the end, he was strangled to death!
The reason for this is that the intestines and stomach have become extremely weak due to long-term hunger.
"Strong to death" is not a joke, but the most real and sad reality.
This is what Xiangcaigui is like.
Begging all the way from Henan to Chongqing, his stomach was always empty. Butler Qiu helped him prepare delicious food. As soon as he saw it, he immediately started eating despite the madness.
Fortunately, Butler Qiu responded, and even though Xiang Caigui was begging all the way, he still had something in his stomach, so he wouldn't die immediately.
Even so, Xiang Caigui's stomach couldn't bear it anymore. He had been in pain for two days, and at the worst point he was rolling on the floor.
Butler Qiu hurriedly called a doctor for him and gave him medicine to regulate his stomach and intestines, which relieved him a lot.
"Master, Master Qingtian, help me." Xiang Caigui was still crying there.
"Get up and say, Butler Qiu, help him up."
"yes."
Butler Qiu helped Xiang Caigui and asked him to sit down at the guest seat:
"If you have anything to do, just tell our master, and he will make the decision for you."
"Yes." Xiang Caigui wiped away his tears and said, "Sir, the disaster in Henan is serious. During spring and summer, in most parts of Henan, the summer harvest has failed, and the people can't live anymore!"
In 1942, there was a great famine in Henan!
Meng Shaoyuan guessed what was going on as soon as Xiang Caigui came in.
The Great Famine in Henan had already occurred in the spring and summer of 1942, but it was not contained at all. As a result, it intensified and finally turned into a human tragedy.
Bernard Shaw once said, "The lessons of history tell us that human beings will not learn from the experience of history!"
The Great Famine in Henan is the best historical lesson!
In 1940, the government moved the capital to Chongqing. In order to ensure that the supply of military food could keep up during the war, each province implemented a "requisition" system, and stipulated that those who falsely reported disaster situations would be severely punished, and those who had merit in collecting food would be commended.
It is precisely because of this system that local officials are wary of reporting disasters.
In the spring of 1942, disasters occurred in Henan. Many counties reported disasters and asked for help. However, Li Peiji, the provincial chairman at the time, did not dare to truthfully report the disaster to the chairman, and watched helplessly as the disaster in Henan became increasingly serious.
After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, Henan, as the main battlefield between China and Japan, was ravaged by the war and its agriculture was severely damaged.
In 1942, the Japanese invaders frequently bombed the central and western areas of Henan. At that time, the one-million-strong National Army Corps stationed in Henan adopted the principle of "using local materials" to provide military rations, horse grass, and even troop supplies. In order to reduce transportation consumption.
This undoubtedly makes the people of Henan Province, who have suffered from natural disasters, even worse.
Before the Great Famine broke out in 1942, Henan had been squeezed for five consecutive years. During this period, the number of military conscription and grain requisitions was the highest in the country.
Even in good times, after paying massive and constant grain taxes, farmers had almost no grain reserves left.
In 1942, Henan's wheat harvest was only 10% to 20%, and the autumn grain harvest was all over again. Faced with such difficulties, Henan still ranked first among all provinces in the amount of grain collected and requisitioned at that time!
In 1942, during the emergency situation of the Anti-Japanese War and disaster relief, Tang Enbo took the opportunity to make a fortune from the national crisis. Faced with a large number of disaster victims, he did not open a warehouse to provide relief. Instead, he "closed the warehouse to store grain", which caused the price of food to skyrocket. He also recruited young men and built official offices in the hardest-hit areas. They even drove a large number of victims to build new embankments on the Yellow River, causing countless people to die of exhaustion and starvation.
"Locust soup, floods, droughts, and four plagues in Henan" was a widely circulated folk song in Henan at that time. "Tang" refers to Tang Enbo.
Under these pressures, the tragic situation of super famine in Henan was gradually created.
As the disaster became more severe, some domestic newspapers also carried relevant reports. One of the reports in Ta Kung Pao made the Chairman particularly angry.
In an editorial, editor-in-chief Wang Yunsheng exposed the cruelty of the Nationalist government in requisitioning grain from the victims of the Henan disaster, and also condemned the extravagance of Chongqing's upper class society. His writing was sharp and the evidence was conclusive.
After seeing this, the chairman angrily ordered Ta Kung Pao to suspend publication for three days.
But at this time, the chairman still did not believe the disaster in Henan.
"Sir, the common people can't hold on any longer, and some people have already begun to flee from famine." Xiang Caigui began to cry again: "However, the local officials do not allow us to flee from famine, saying that everyone has left, what will happen to this year's grain requisition?
They sent people to block the exit of the village and demanded that the summer harvest and autumn grain taxes must be completed on time, but where was there a grain of grain in the ground?
There was really nothing the people in the village could do, and the fourth uncle suddenly remembered that Mr. Qiu was working as a housekeeper in a high-ranking official's house in Chongqing. Maybe he could do something about it. Seeing that I was smart, he helped me sneak out of the village to Chongqing. "
Meng Shaoyuan's face was as dark as water: "To what extent has the famine reached?"
"There was no food. Every household was out of food. I came out and the whole village gathered together a piece of pancake and two handfuls of millet for me."
Xiang Caigui's voice was full of despair: "Now, everyone is digging wild vegetables and peeling bark to eat, but if we don't find a way and the government doesn't provide disaster relief, the bark of wild vegetables will be eaten soon."
The old people in the village said that they have not seen such a famine for many years. Those who are officials only need to recruit troops and collect food. No one cares about whether we have food or whether we starve to death.
I have never been out of the village, and I don’t know where Chongqing is. I asked along the way. I couldn’t hold on a few times along the way, but I told myself that I couldn’t fall. The whole village was waiting for me. Woolen cloth. "
Meng Shaoyuan remained silent.
After a long time, he finally said: "What is the use of asking me about this matter?"
Yes, what's the use of looking for me?
I am a special agent, not an official in charge of local affairs.
I don't have this right.
"master."
Butler Qiu knelt down with a bang: "I couldn't help you in the past. It doesn't matter if you hit me or scold me. I accept driving me away, but I beg you, please save them. I beg you." "
As he spoke, Butler Qiu kowtowed "dong dong dong".
"Get up, get up." Meng Shaoyuan murmured: "What can I do? Really, I really have no way!"
(Well, Spider is one of those people who messes around as soon as he saves a manuscript. I don’t know why yesterday’s chapter was uploaded incorrectly. Now it has been revised. This chapter is what should have been posted yesterday. It was 2061 posted yesterday. Chapter, should be the last chapter posted today. Spider was wrong.
I originally wanted to make up for it today, but, what the heck, the manuscript has been sent out. Well, let’s be honest, it won’t be later than the 15th of this month, and Spider will definitely break out in 5 more chapters as compensation.
Another year has passed, and Spider is very grateful to all readers for accompanying Spider throughout this year. Thank you. Spider is a very grateful person. Once again, I wish everyone good luck in the new year and that everyone's wishes will come true. )
