The sun began to set.
Cheng Wanwan took her four sons home.
She had a great harvest today. After a quick search, she found three or four kilograms of porcini mushrooms. Her wealth has been floating around one hundred and twenty taels.
Coupled with the fact that the big problem of water source was solved, she was in a very good mood.
But after coming down the mountain, a piece of bad news made her unable to laugh at all.
"The second wife Zhao at the head of the village starved herself to death." Wu Huiniang said with a pale face. "The second wife Zhao's family still has some food. If not, they can just eat bark, grass and roots. How can a living person really starve to death?" . In order to save food for her eldest grandson, Mrs. Zhao did not eat a grain of rice for three days in a row, and her stomach was deflated when she died..."
Zhao Dashan shook his head: "I went to the field a few days ago and saw Mrs. Zhao. She said that Dahe Village had angered the gods. There will be constant disasters this year. Even if they don't starve to death, they will die for other reasons. Mrs. Zhao is old. Now that I am older, I probably no longer want to live..."
Cheng Wanwan was a little silent.
Even if you no longer want to live, you probably still want to be a dead ghost.
The elderly starve themselves to death, not just to leave food for future generations.
This was the first time in this era that Cheng Wanwan truly felt the pain of hunger, and it cast a shadow over the entire Dahe Village.
Mrs. Zhao came over while it was still dark and called Zhao Dashan out: "When you were this big, Mrs. Zhao hugged you. You can go over and burn a stick of incense later."
Zhao Dashan responded silently.
Mrs. Zhao saw Cheng Wanwan picking vegetables in the yard, walked over and whispered: "Didn't you ask the girl from the Sun family in Guihua Village last time? I asked around in the village, and several women said that the Sun family That girl is about to get engaged to Zhao Yougui’s eldest son Zhao Shagen, what’s going on?”
Cheng Wanwan said dryly: "I misunderstood this matter. We have to wait and see about Ergou's marriage."
Mrs. Zhao nodded: "I'll ask the matchmaker to find out later..."
As she was talking, she saw Zhao Sidan coming out with a basket of chopped wild vegetables and dumping it in the yard. Two chickens rushed out from the corner and began to eat the wild vegetables.
The old lady was surprised and said, "Didn't your chickens be slaughtered long ago?"
Zhao Sidan said with a smile: "Grandma, don't you know, these are the two pheasants we caught on the mountain last time. Pheasants that can lay eggs, they can lay two eggs a day!"
Mrs. Zhao stared at the two big hens and became suspicious.
In most of her life, this was the first time she saw a pheasant that looked exactly like a domestic chicken.
But if someone lost two big, fat hens, the whole village would probably know about it.
That said, it could really be a pheasant.
"Grandma, will the eggs laid by the pheasants hatch into chicks?" Zhao Sidan blinked, "Now we only have two chickens in our family. The big chicken will give birth to chicks. In a few months, there will be many, many in our family. Chickens, I can eat lots and lots of eggs every day!”
Mrs. Zhao said with a helpless smile: "You can have chickens only if you have a rooster."
Cheng Wanwan's hand paused, yes, why didn't she think of raising more chickens? When she goes up the mountain next time, she will secretly buy a rooster in the mall and then she can hatch chicks.
A burst of fragrance wafted from the kitchen.
Cheng Wanwan stood up and said, "Mom, you can eat here, the food is enough."
Mrs. Zhao turned around and walked out: "It seems like I came here just for a bite to eat. I have a lot of things to do at home, so I'm leaving."
Her old man quickly disappeared at the entrance of the hospital.
Cheng Wanwan was speechless. Was the old lady afraid that she would make some excessive demands at the dinner table?
The dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous, with a mushroom and egg soup, a wild vegetable omelette, and a bowl of hand-made noodles for each person. Everyone looked satisfied.
After eating, before the sky turned completely dark, Cheng Wanwan stood up and said, "Ergou, come with me to Li Zheng's house."
Zhao Ergou knew what he was going to say, so he immediately got up and followed him.
This is the most leisurely time of the day. The women are sitting at the door chatting, the men are smoking cigarettes and chatting about the mountains, and the children are laughing and playing in the village. The evening breeze is blowing, and it seems that all the worries disappear... But as soon as we leave... When I arrived at the village head and saw the coffin in Mrs. Zhao's house, all my worries came back.
If it doesn't rain for a day, it could happen again.
Cheng Wanwan walked into the courtyard of Li Zheng's house. Several skinny children were sitting in the yard picking wild vegetables. Li Zheng's wife was sewing clothes. When she saw Cheng Wanwan coming over, she was a little surprised: "Why is Dashan Niang here?"
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said, "I'm here to talk to Uncle Li Zheng about something. Is Uncle Li Zheng here?"
"It's inside." Li Zheng's wife took a needle and scratched his hair. "Uncle Li Zheng didn't sleep all night yesterday. He wants to go to the field to see the sky later..."
Watching the sky is to predict the weather.
I just walked all the way and there was not a single cloud in the sky. There will be 100% chance of rain tomorrow.
Cheng Wanwan walked over the threshold and went in. Li Zheng was sitting at the table with a book in his hand, a book about celestial phenomena.
This was the first time she had read a book in half a month since she came to this era, and she was actually moved.
However, this feeling did not last long.
Li Zheng frowned and shouted: "Tie Zhu, come here, what does this word mean?"
Zhao Tiezhu came closer and said very confidently: "This is the word "gao", read "gao".
Li Zheng frowned even more tightly: "When the clouds get higher, it will rain. What does it mean to get higher?"
Cheng Wanwan didn't understand what he said. She leaned over and took a look, and suddenly her face was filled with shame. This is a thick word, okay? The clouds are getting thicker and it may rain.
One word distorts the meaning of the entire sentence.
Li Zheng said with a smile: "Da Shan Niang, the few words I know from reading are all learned from Tie Zhu. This child is smart and will have a great future."
Zhao Ergou looked envious: "Tie Zhu is so smart."
Zhao Tiezhu raised his chin proudly: "I can also write."
He picked up the pen and wrote three words on the paper: "This is my name, the name my grandpa gave me."
It was clearly called Zhao Tiezhu, but he wrote it as Zhao Lost Master...
Cheng Wanwan tried her best to resist the urge to correct her, turned her head and said, "Uncle Li Zheng, I have something very important to tell you."
Li Zheng put down the book in his hand and looked serious. Dashan Niang came over last time and told him about the jade bamboo shoots. This time, she always felt that it was more important than the jade bamboo shoots.
"I discovered water on the mountain." Cheng Wanwan told the story carefully, "The water in the valley between the two mountains has never been mined before. It must be very rich. If the water from the mountain is brought down and introduced into the rice fields, there will be no water this year." You won’t have to worry about running out of food to go into the warehouse.”
Li Zheng stood up suddenly: "Da Shan Niang, don't say this nonsense, I will believe it..."
The Zhao family has lived here for hundreds of years and has never found water in the mountains. It is normal for Li Zheng not to believe it.
Just as Cheng Wanwan was about to continue speaking, someone rushed in from the door: "Li Zheng! Something's wrong! Something bad is going to happen! The last well in the village is no longer producing water!"
