Chapter 72 Lack of Water

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Mr. Zhang lowered his head and asked, "Can you hear me? If you interfere with other people's lives and refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, you should be dealt with according to the law, even if you are a scholar."

From now on, Wang Wen has wanted to bury his head in the soil and be reprimanded in public by adults for the stench in his home. If these words get out, how can he raise his head in the academy in the future!

He blushed and responded, "Sir, this matter was done by relatives at home. Due to the disaster, they came from the countryside to the city to join the students. The students had a heavy burden, so they neglected discipline.

The students remember that from now on they must strictly control the behavior of their family members and not interfere with the normal life of the neighborhood. "

Mr. Zhang turned his head to look at the elderly people behind him, his expression softened, he thought that he was still a very filial person, and his circumstances were excusable. He encouraged him a few words and returned home.

The people watching covered their noses and whispered, and some glanced into the yard.

With a dark face, Wang Wen called his family in and closed the courtyard door tightly.

He stared at the old lady with fierce eyes and said word by word, "From now on, you must clean up your house for me! If you ever catch me pouring feces and urine in a place other than the toilet again, I will report it to the official and ask her to My lord, take you away and put you in jail!"

This group of silverfish that can only hold us back should have been driven away long ago!

Everyone's legs were weak, so they hurriedly responded and started cleaning every day.

The Jiang family finally took off their masks. It was really difficult.

The summer heat started in March, the smell in the air was not pleasant, and small mosquito bites were really hard to guard against. Not only did I have a small pustule, it was also extremely itchy.

Jiang Nian wanted to turn into a wolf body and give her a lick, saying that the wolf's saliva could relieve the itch.

Jiang Yue: Thank you for the invitation, but I refused.

As the old saying goes, people's saliva can also relieve itching. If you make a cross on a small bag and then apply saliva on it, you will not feel itchy. Let’s not talk about whether there is any basis for this, but when she looked at her arms full of bags, the thought of them being covered in saliva made her sick to death.

Jiang Yue regretted not bringing a few bottles of toilet water. I had no choice but to pick mint leaves, make a simple mint liquid according to the instructions in the medical book, and apply it to the exposed parts of the body.

This cool taste is very popular with Jiang Nian. He smeared peppermint liquid on his chest, back, back and arms, and then he could walk around the house shirtless, which was very cool.

Jiang Yue couldn't see that he was so embarrassed, and ordered him to clear out all the places where he had raised poultry. Jiang Yue couldn't stand the mosquito nuisance, so she killed and marinated all the newly raised chickens and more than 30 rabbits of various sizes. Get up, there are still eggs left anyway.

Jiang Nian wore a double mask and worked diligently on the land. Not only did it clean up, but he also washed the house with water.

After he was done, he fetched well water and took a shower directly in the yard. He didn't stop until he was clean and fragrant.

Seeing that he kept looking into the well, Jiang Yue was afraid that he would jump into the well to cool off, but he said with a serious expression, "Yueyue, the water level has dropped."

Jiang Yue pursed her lips and walked over. When the snow disappeared, the water in the well was still full. In just ten days, the water depth has dropped by half.

I don’t know which one, snow disaster or severe drought, will hit the people harder.

The smile on the face of the old farmer in Jiangjia Village disappeared again. After plowing the land, before borrowing money to buy grain seeds, the water in the river dropped by half.

The village chief sat on the ridge of the field, staring at the empty fields in a daze.

"Dad, do we still plant in this land?" Jiang Shan's expression also became nervous.

The village chief thought for a long time, and he also hesitated, "If it rains in five days, we will seize the time to plant, even if it is a few days late. But if it still doesn't rain, we won't plant." ”

Although the fields are still moist now, there is no water in the river to irrigate the fields. Even if the rice seedlings can grow, they will not produce millet.

Jiang Shan understands his father's concerns, but should he use the expensive grains worth three taels of silver as ordinary grains? His face was wrinkled, and his family was afraid that they would have to grind up the rice husks and swallow them all.

Not to mention, rice husks and wheat bran have really started to be sold in this city.

After the snowstorm is over, people outside the city have to start planting vegetables, grain, and raising chickens, ducks and other livestock. People in the city can't raise livestock, but they have to open land in their own yards to grow vegetables. All these odd bits and pieces are always a huge expense.

After buying rice husks and wheat bran, the people could eat them mixed with other grains to keep them full and feed their livestock.

Originally, the grain store didn't take it seriously and sold these things as cheap items. Unexpectedly, the "leftovers" of this grain became more and more popular, and the supply even exceeded the demand.

After some time, calm gradually returned.

Because, everyone discovered that the water level in the well dropped! The people had just experienced a disaster and were very sensitive. Immediately, they didn’t even wait in line at the grain store, and rushed to the grocery store to buy a large bucket and bathtub.

When the grocery store is out of stock, I rush out of the city to a relative's house in the countryside or to find a farmer I don't know. I designate a big wooden barrel to be made and carry it home to fill it with water.

The people were also smart (and scheming) and separated their families to drain public wells in various alleys.

"Hey, my fifth daughter-in-law, isn't there a well in your backyard? Why are you here to grab water from us guys?"

The fifth daughter-in-law laughed and said that the water in the well at home was gone. She was ridiculed and scorned by the people around her. Even though her face was red and her eyes were wet, she stood there without moving.

"Boy from the Zhang family, the bucket you are holding is bigger than you! Can you carry it back alone?"

This boy, fifteen or sixteen years old, actually took a wooden bucket half as tall as a man to line up to fetch water. When he finishes, will there still be water in the well for their turn?

"Ms. Liu, your family is really shameless. The yamen have told you not to grab too much water as a family. I just saw your eldest son queuing at the well in the back street. Do you want to come here to queu again?"

"Hey! Then why are you going to the back streets? It's not just to grab water! He has a bigger face than anyone else, and you have the nerve to talk about our family?"

“We have a lot of family!”

“We have a lot of family members too!”

After arguing, the two started to pull their hair.

The people at the back looked at each other, calmly squeezed the two out of the queue, and continued queuing for water.

After a while, a government officer came over and reprimanded the troublemakers. They were not allowed to make trouble again or maliciously grab water.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the weeds on the roadside are scorched, and it seems that the earth is being scorched.

Walking on the road with thin soles, it just feels like walking on a pile of charcoal fire, which will definitely burn you out of blisters.

Apart from people who went out to fetch water, only government officials patrolling the streets were seen.

Even if craftsmen are hired to dig the well deeper again and again, the water gradually decreases, and the water people can draw changes from a full bucket to a half bucket to a thin bucket that only covers the bottom of the bucket.

One day in April, everyone exclaimed, "There is no water in the well!"

"The river is dry too!"

Drought has officially entered.