Zhan Qingyue sat by the fire pit, intentionally or unintentionally pulling the green wild vegetables into the pot.
At present, the food shortage in the village is getting more and more serious, and I don't know how long it will take to reach a new town.
Even if we arrive in a new town, we still don’t know whether we can successfully enter and exchange for some rice.
She sighed helplessly. The village was full of farmers, and most of the villagers were quite diligent. The only difference was how smart they were.
If we can unite all the villagers, work together in the same boat, be less scheming, be more diligent, and go into the mountains to find food, that might be a way out.
Zhan Qingyue carefully considered the possibility of uniting all the villagers.
Even if not all the villagers, as long as most people can gather their hearts, it is still a good choice.
Song Cuihua looked at Zhan Qingyue's dumbfounded look and almost felt like breaking the bottom of the pot.
She worriedly took the spatula from Zhan Qingyue's hand: "Yueyue, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? You're about to burst the pot."
Zhan Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled back from his thoughts, seeing that the whole family was looking at him worriedly.
She grinned and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I just thought of something."
The whole family breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Cuihua asked with concern: "Are you tired from going into the mountains? If you are tired, go and have a rest."
"Mom, I'm fine." Zhan Qingyue's eyebrows were like crescent moons, she patted Song Cuihua's hand to comfort her, and then turned to look at Zhan Dayou and others.
"Father, mother, eldest brother, sister-in-law, second brother, I have an idea: our team is all farmers, and most of them are pretty hard-working. If we can unite everyone and help each other, I think everyone can make it to the finish line alive. .”
"For example, let everyone hand over all the food, eat from a big pot, and distribute it uniformly. Then we go up the mountain together to find food. If we don't work, there will be no food. As for the old, weak, sick and disabled, let them do what they can. No matter how hard it is, they will not be able to eat. Let them have enough food to survive..."
The whole family looked at each other and couldn't explain why she had this idea.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the surprised reactions of her family and smiled calmly: "You don't have to answer me in a hurry. I haven't figured out how to do it yet."
Zhan's family members breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhan Dayou told Han Yiyun exactly what Zhan Qingyue had just proposed by calling Han Yiyun to eat at the stall.
"Yiyun, you are the most capable and capable person in our team. Can you tell me if Yueyue's suggestion can be implemented?"
Zhan Dayou sighed: "If this can be done, it is estimated that several people will die less, but everyone has their own ideas, and uniting everyone may not be that easy."
Han Yiyun frowned slightly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, his face was calm, but his heart was full of admiration for Zhan Qingyue.
She, a woman, could actually come up with such a novel idea. Even if he had read the books of sages for several years, he could not come up with such a shocking idea.
"Uncle Zhan, I can't say for sure. I still have to ask Sister Yueyue in detail. If this idea is feasible, it would be a good idea."
Zhan Qingyue held the green wild vegetables in her hands, glanced at Han Yiyun, and found that he was looking at her.
She felt a little guilty inexplicably, and even the vegetable paste in the bowl that had been added with oil and salt no longer smelled good.
"Sister Yueyue, you haven't answered my question yet. How could you have such a wonderful idea to unite the villagers to tide over the difficulties?"
Zhan Qingyue hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of wild vegetable paste.
This problem cannot be overcome, right?
Overtly and secretly, he wanted to know how he came up with this idea. Did he realize that he was not the original advocate for Qingyue? So you deliberately defrauded yourself?
Isn't it just an idea to eat from a big pot? How come these people find it so novel to unite everyone, something that a normal mind can think of?
The truth must not be told. If the Zhan family realizes that they are no longer the original owner Zhan Qingyue, they will be very sad.
"Sister Yueyue..." Han Yiyun's tone was full of gentleness, but also full of resentment, just like an infatuated man who was deceived by his young wife.
"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. If there's anything I can do to help you, don't be polite to me."
Zhan Qingyue was so shocked by his words that she hurriedly covered her mouth and started to cough again.
Han Yiyun frowned slightly and hurriedly handed over his handkerchief.
Zhan Qingyue took it without disdain and wiped her mouth, then she said with a smile: "It's not that serious, Brother Han, but today I took Sister Xia Hong to the mountains with me, and she mentioned it casually."
"I'm thinking that the method of getting everyone to unite to tide over the difficulties is somewhat feasible, but I have to think carefully about how to do it."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the wild vegetable paste and drank it in one gulp, fearing that Han Yiyun would find out the clues if she said too much.
"Brother Han, I really need your help with something."
Zhan Qingyue smiled lightly, she was sure that Han Yiyun would not refuse.
I saw Han Yiyun finish the bowl of wild vegetable paste in his hand in one gulp, and then he asked doubtfully: "You want me to be a lobbyist for Zhang Lizheng?"
He paused and then said: "This matter really cannot be separated from Zhang Lizheng. After all, he has been doing Lizheng for so long and has a certain prestige. Besides, he still has a lot of people under him."
Zhan Qingyue immediately gave Han Yiyun a thumbs up.
"Brother Han is really good at predicting things."
Zhang Lizheng listened to Zhan Qingyue finish her thoughts on uniting the villagers, and his face changed for a moment, and he looked very beautiful.
His heart was even more turbulent, and he felt that he could no longer see through Zhan Qingyue, an ordinary little peasant girl.
Zhan Qingyue's brains and leadership skills are better than those of some female shopkeepers in the city.
I am only a few years old now, and I can think of leading everyone to hunt in the mountains, leading everyone to defend against bandits, and raiding the bandits' lairs. Now I have to unite the villagers to make a big meal.
If she continues to struggle with this, she, who is so upright, will really end up sleeping forever.
Thinking of this, Zhang Lizheng wiped the sweat from his forehead in panic, feeling that his position was about to be robbed of him.
"Yueyue! It's not that Uncle Li Zheng doesn't support your idea, it's just...it's unprecedented!"
"Can the villagers listen to us and obediently hand over their own food to make a big pot of rice? There are many old, weak, sick and disabled people in this team. Who eats less and who eats too much will easily cause conflicts."
He glanced at the reactions of Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun and saw their expressionless faces before continuing: "There are too many conflicts and it is difficult to lead the team. Let alone unity, it is difficult to get people together."
"You are still young and inexperienced, so it is normal to have this idea, but we have too many things to consider, so let's forget it."
"Dad, what's the matter?"
Li Zheng's son Zhang Dabao walked in from outside holding a bundle of firewood.
