Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 442 The hard days are coming again...

Time flies, more than a month has passed.

During this period, Boss Mu and Mu Jianfeng could not buy much food in the nearby towns, so they asked Mu Baoguo to write a letter of introduction for each of them to go to other towns and countryside up.

Ma Yuehong also asked Dahei to hunt a lot of pheasants and two wild deer in the back mountain, and carefully processed these prey, put on seasonings and hung them on the rope to dry, and then asked Song Jing to post the dried meat to Yuanyuan. Song Zichen and others in Kyoto.

After accepting someone's valuable jade bracelet and jade lock, there must be something in return and a gesture.

Their Mu family is not a family that loves to take advantage.

"Captain, I tested the depth in the well today with a rope, and found that the water level has dropped again."

"Captain, it hasn't rained for a long time since the last heavy rain. The day before yesterday, my mother-in-law went to the river to wash dirty clothes with a basin. She said that the river is so shallow that you can touch the sand underneath with your hands. "

"Captain, it's already September, but the weather is hotter than in summer. This is very unreasonable..."

"There was no rain in the first place, and the sun has been so strong that the water has been scorched away. If this continues, the corn in the field will not bear much fruit at all."

"Uncle Zhuzi, you are taking it lightly. In my opinion, if it doesn't rain again, let alone the corn will not bear fruit, we will even have problems drinking water and eating!"

"Even though Er Liuzi is usually indifferent, what he said at the moment is correct. Crops don't grow well without water, and we humans can't live without water at all!"

"Captain, clan elders, people in our village are dying of anxiety, how to solve the water problem, you two should quickly come up with an idea!"

Sitting under the jujube tree, Mu Nannan eavesdropped on the conversation of a group of people on the left, absently flipping through the math textbooks on his lap.

"It's not raining, what can I do?"

Mu Baoguo waved his hands with a headache, and said:

"I really can't think of any ideas."

The elderly clan elder also held his cane, and shook his head with a heavy expression.

The moods of the other villagers present could not stop sinking.

Among them, Mu Daliu, who was dressed the most sloppily, suddenly whispered:

"Master, Captain, I remember that Donggou Village next to us has a big river that never dries up all year round. Seeing that the river in our village is about to run out of water, or else, let's sneak into that river tonight. Steal some water?"

The other villagers were a little moved by what he said.

The water stealing he was talking about was not stealing in the usual sense, but breaking down the dam that blocked the river, thus diverting the water from the river to their village.

Mu Baoguo narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mu Daliu.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to speak, Mu Daliu's leg was hit hard by the crutches.

"You crumpled bastard with a stomach full of bad water!"

"Stealing water is such an immoral thing, can Taoji Village do it?"

"Besides, any village is short of water now. We stole the water from Donggou Village. Wouldn't the people in the village come to our village with sickles and hoes to fight for their lives?"

"In the past, there was a drought and lack of water to irrigate crops. There were few incidents where villages fought for water because of competition?!"

"There are even those who kill people!"

"How dare you incite people in our village to steal, you stupid child!"

"What kind of mind do you have?!"

The clan elder picked up his crutches and hit him several times.

"Grandpa, please stop beating me, I was wrong! I will never mention the matter of stealing water again!"

Mu Daliu hid behind Mu Baoguo in embarrassment.

In fact, Mu Baoguo wanted the clan elders to hit him a few more times, after all, this kid's tricks were really dishonest.

But he was also afraid that the old man's old arms and legs would be twisted if the clan elder's beating was too loud, so he pretended to put Mu Daliu behind him to protect him:

"Clan elder, don't hit him. Daliu has never been in tune, and he likes to come up with some bad ideas. If you hit him again, he won't change it."

Hearing what he said, the other villagers couldn't help but look at Mu Daliu's face.

Although Mu Daliu's reputation as a second-rater is well-known in several nearby villages, if the captain said that he was out of tune in front of him, everyone would be angry, right?

But to their surprise, Mu Daliu was not only not angry, but also said to his grandfather:

"Master, what the captain said is right, I just made some bad ideas, and I can't change it. It's useless for you to be angry, and it's useless to beat me, anyway, that's how I am!"

"you!"

The clan elder was so angry that he wanted to beat him again.

This time Mu Baoguo didn't stop him, because Mu Daliu just ran away before the clan elders picked up their crutches.

Sitting around are all villagers with high seniority in the village or those who have the right to speak. The clan elder sighed with shame on his face:

"Ugh!"

"The family is unlucky! The family is unlucky!"

"I am ashamed that the descendants are so crooked!"

Mu Daliu is indeed crooked.

But the clan elder is a good old man who has been upright all his life and has done a lot for Taoji Village.

So Mu Baoguo and others spoke out words of comfort.

Regarding the matter of water, nothing was discussed in the end.

But the villagers tacitly did not mention using the water in the river or the well to irrigate the crops in the field.

They are all people who have experienced many droughts. They know that if there will be no rain in the future, then the existing water resources will be particularly precious.

It is more precious than the crops in the field.

People can last for several days without food, but they cannot last for two or three days without water.

"All of you explain to your family members that you should save some water recently, and stop letting the children go to the river to play and fetch water."

Mu Baoguo sent the villagers outside, and explained earnestly:

"Don't worry about the crops in the field. In all likelihood, there won't be many corn cobs."

"Also, prepare more food."

Both inside and outside of his words revealed that bad things will happen next.

The villagers hummed heavily.

A group of people walked together on the way home, walking very slowly.

It was already afternoon, and the sun above their heads was hanging brightly. The scorching sun shone on their faces and bodies, causing waves of burning pain.

Hard days are coming again...

Mu Nannan stood at the gate of his house, holding on to the wooden door frame, watching them go further and further away with some sadness.

She could feel the sadness radiating from her uncles.

She may have limited ability, and she can only ask them to prepare more food through her grandfather's words.

His little head was suddenly slapped, and Song Jing's voice rang in his ears:

"Nanbao, what are you doing standing here stupidly?"

"Do you want my brother to take you to the back mountain to find Dahei?"

(End of this chapter)