Cheng Xi felt that her home was much deserted.
"Don't the patrols bring back prey every few days? What's different this time?"
"Yes, yes, we found five wild boars this time, each weighing four to five hundred pounds!"
Cheng Xi was suddenly surprised.
What a bumper harvest!
This much meat is enough to feed the village for a long time.
The pressure on Li Zheng should also be relieved a lot. In recent days, he has suffered from toothache and mouth pain because the bandits eat too much.
At this time, in the Shen family ancestral hall, Scarface and the others looked at Shen Xingluo, who was surrounded by patrols, with confused expressions on their faces.
"What's going on? Didn't we catch the prey?"
"When did it become his?"
"This is our ration for the past few days."
"You have worked hard for a long time, but no one notices?"
Have you guys gone too far?
When we don't exist!
Scarface was so depressed that he just wanted to vomit blood.
Yet he dared not say a word.
There is no way, I can't fight again and again, I can't run away, I can only calmly let people do whatever I want.
Xiao Liu also looked dejected and looked up at the sky, "When will the snow stop?"
To say that when they were in the village before, they absolutely didn't care about natural disasters or not.
Is there a natural disaster? What does it matter? If you run out of food, just go and grab it.
If there is no food at the bottom of the mountain, just run farther away and grab it somewhere else, so you won’t starve yourself.
But now it seems that this has nothing to do with it?
This fucking relationship is serious!
I never expected that when the snowstorm came, the people who suffered the most were not the people of Shenjia Village, but bandits like them who relied on brute force to make a living!
That’s outrageous!
Scarface approached Shen Mantun, who was at the outermost edge, "That Li Zheng, you have hunted so many prey today, you won't have to go up the mountain in the next few days, right?"
They want to take a break!
On a very cold day, we have to walk around the mountains, which is not only extremely exhausting but also tiring.
Shen Manyun's smiling face instantly dropped due to these words.
"What, want to rest?"
"Ah, yes, yes."
"impossible!"
He glared at several people, "There aren't even windows!"
Still want to rest? You are the best to eat!
You really don’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are if you don’t become a householder. Do you know how much effort I put into giving you this food?
"What are you still doing here? Go ahead and move the rocks for me!"
"!!!"
Scarface suddenly felt like he was mourning for his heir.
Moving rocks?
We have done all the work in this village, how can you have such a conscience?
What is going on in this village? Everyone looks kind and has good intentions, so why do they just live and die without doing anything?
When Cheng Xi and Shen Xingqi came over, they happened to see eight people walking out with their heads lowered and lifeless.
Shen Manyun followed behind, majestic and high-spirited.
Like a housekeeper who oversees the work of a landlord's servants.
"Uncle Mantun, what's going on?"
"These people are disobedient and very impetuous. I asked them to do some work and reflect on their actions."
Scarface didn't retort, his face was indifferent, and his heart was still.
Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, his eyes passing over them.
I always feel that the state of these people is a bit like Zhuang Kun getting closer. Well, lifeless.
"Then you are busy."
A few people stepped into the yard and saw a group of people surrounding the five strong wild boars.
"Catch it, catch it, quickly!"
"It's so heavy. If there are two more people, I can't hold on anymore!"
"Have you killed all five of them?"
"Kill them all, let the aunts pickle them all today."
Cheng Xi raised his head and looked at other parts of the yard. There were a lot of preserved meats hanging densely around them, all made by Li Zheng's wife and everyone.
This is the wealth of Shenjiacun, and it is also their confidence.
There is meat and food!
***
Throughout the afternoon, Cheng Xi helped the aunts process pork in the ancestral hall.
There were simply too many. The five large wild boars weighed more than 2,000 kilograms in total, which was too much to handle.
"Hey, Aunt Cuihua is back!"
"How about going to your parents' house this time? Is it okay there?"
The women got together for nothing more than gossip, but Shenjia Village has been closed for too long, and there has been no fresh news for a long time.
Aunt Cuihua went to her parents' house early in the morning and received an unprecedented welcome when she came back.
But what is surprising is that the person involved felt like he had lost his soul after going out, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"Aunt Cuihua, Aunt Cuihua?"
What's going on?
Aunt Cuihua started to cry, "It's gone, it's all gone!"
The Great Yan Dynasty was a standard ancient feudal dynasty.
The people live off the crops grown in one-third of an acre of their own land. If the weather is good, they can live a stable year, but if there is a natural disaster, they have to tighten their belts.
Even if the weather is good, many people will only be able to have enough to eat.
In ancient times, taxes accounted for a large proportion. Most of the year's harvest was paid, and the remaining part was sold for money, and some cheap food such as black flour was bought to satisfy the hunger.
If you have a skill, that would be better, but most people live on the money they get from the fields.
Since Lin'an Mansion closed the city gates, the people's hard days have come.
The snow is heavy, the cold is eroding, and there is no food.
If the environment is bad, there will be more troubles.
In the Shen family ancestral hall, Aunt Cuihua's return seemed to have set off some kind of signal, and many relatives came back one after another throughout the afternoon.
Everyone's spirits were greatly stimulated.
"There are not many people left in Xiahe Village next door. My eldest sister who got married only left two children hiding in the cellar."
"Most of the houses in Lijia Village farther away collapsed, and many elderly people were buried in them."
"Damn you damn gangsters. The Huangxing Village in the south was not robbed of food by bandits, but instead was beaten to death by a few scoundrels in the village!"
In just three months, half of the population of the surrounding villages was lost.
Those who starved to death, those who froze to death, those who were buried under roof beams, those who were killed by bandits, and the villagers killed each other.
Several villagers visiting relatives and friends witnessed all kinds of life in one day.
At the same time, I am glad that Shenjiacun is still doing well.
"You don't know how miserable they are."
Most of the women in the village were married from other villages. Who doesn’t have a few relatives?
They never expected that this snowstorm would separate them forever.
"I brought my eldest aunt's two children back, and there is no shortage of food for them at home. Alas—"
"The head of the house also plans to send some food over tomorrow, my sister is so hungry that she is skin and bones!"
"It's a good thing to be alive."
The women who were working this afternoon were in a low mood. They were all sighing and listless, completely losing their usual energy.
Cheng Xi listened quietly to the situation outside the village without speaking.
"It's from the Xingluo family. This is what you want. See if you can use it?"
Uncle Shuanzi's mother-in-law came to the ancestral hall to help and brought the things she wanted.
"Is it ready so quickly?"
"It's just a few boards, no trouble!"
(End of chapter)
