The whole family crosses to farm

Chapter 119 Water Delivery
As for leaving Yishui Village and living in other places, Lin Chunxing didn't think much about that road, because this is ancient times, and no place in ancient times was a complete paradise.

He once read a history of natural disasters in ancient times. In the era of extremely low productivity, there was no place where natural disasters had not been seen in various periods of a dynasty.

Earthquakes, strong winds, floods, droughts, insect plagues, and plagues. In the last years of some dynasties, these various disasters can reach an average of once a month or two.

There were more extreme weather in ancient times than in modern times. If they fled whenever there was a disaster, they would never be able to stay in one place safely for the rest of their lives.

The heat of the sun outside the window is becoming more and more obvious, and it is also extremely quiet. The sound of my brother making and installing various tools in the house is very clear, and even a little rustling can be heard. At this moment when the drought continues, Lin Chunnong feels very divided. Comfort outside.

She just sat there watching her brother busy for most of the morning, handing over small parts from time to time, giving full play to her caring feeling as a cute little sister.

Near noon, the door was pushed open, two footsteps came in, and my mother's voice sounded: "At the end of autumn, take these sweet potato leaves to the kitchen, and steam sweet potato leaf buns for you at noon."

Fang Xiaocao hadn't eaten sweet potato leaf buns for a long time. In this era, she really hadn't suffered. In the Lin family's place, the food was pretty good.

Knead the flour and chopped sweet potato leaves into a ball, add some yeast powder, and put it aside to wake up.

Hearing her daughter's happy voice outside, Fang Xiaocao came out of the kitchen, only to see her daughter's white and tender face full of smiles under the tired shade of a tree, and Qiu Mo next to her was throwing a small fish into it. Put it in a pot.

The little fish was picked up from the well at the end of autumn. The wells in the village had already bottomed out, but the villagers who did not give up went down to dig the well every day. After so many days, all they dug out were wet sand.

There has been no water for a long time, and the sweet potato leaves in the field have withered into one piece. Now they are picked off and placed in the cellar to dry in the shade, and they can satisfy their hunger in the future. Therefore, Fang Xiaocao will go to the field every day to hug the sweet potato seedlings at home little by little. .

In the morning, Lin Chunnong usually couldn't get up, so only Lin Qiumo went to help.

Speaking of which, this kid can really do a job better than an adult.

On the way, I picked up a small fish from the mud and sand in the well, held it back with special treasure, and gave it to my little girl when I came back.

Fang Xiaocao went to the backyard and found two edible melons in the melon field. The melons were scorched by the sun and there was no cold water to wash them off, so she simply washed them with water, wiped them clean and gave them to each of the two children.

Lin Qiumo put it on the table, "I'm not thirsty, let the boss eat."

"You eat, I think there is another one in there, pick it for him when he comes out." Fang Xiaocao picked it up and handed it to Lin Qiumo, who then brought it to his mouth and started eating.

The melon is warm, not as delicious as cold, but very sweet.

Lin Chunnong also felt that this year's melons were particularly sweet, sweeter than the best melons my dad had bought from outside shops.

She stretched out her finger and teased the little fish in the shallow water in the earthen pot, but she didn't let go of the worries in her heart.

"Mom, if we can't find water, do we have to move?" Lin Chunnong looked at his mother.

The hot air is dull, the sun is scorching, and even the shade of the trees makes people feel sluggish, as if this drought will never end in sight.

Fang Xiaocao sighed, only received a letter from her natal family two days ago, her elder brother seemed to have the intention of moving, and said that she would come over in the next two days.

She thought, and listen to the opinions of her elder brother and parents.

An hour later, the sweet potato leaf bun was steamed, soft and fluffy, and the fragrance of sweet potato leaves finally made people's eyes shine, as if a cool wind with mint was blowing in the stagnation.

Fang Xiaocao brought the steamed bun and garlic juice to the stone table, and called to her son's laboratory: "It's time to eat."

Lin Chunnong and Lin Qiumo were also in the laboratory at this time, upon hearing this, Lin Chunnong pulled her brother: "Let's go, let's eat."

"Wait a little longer, wait until this stage is over." Before Lin Chunxing finished speaking, he was pulled out by his sister.

Lin Chunnong didn't listen to him, he always said that he would be ready soon, but if you weren't watching from the side, his "quickness" would probably last an afternoon, or even a day.

It wasn't that he was really hungry, he couldn't think of eating at all.

After washing his hands and sitting at the table, Lin Qiumo put away all his thoughts on the instrument. When he saw a basket of green buns, he was puzzled: "Mother, is our family so poor that we need vegetables instead of staple food?"

Fang Xiaocao laughed: "This is sweet potato leaf bun. You two really haven't eaten it before. Try it quickly. You don't need any side dishes. It's delicious when dipped in garlic juice."

The whole family was eating well, and they were also lying on the ground holding the canine teeth that were gnawing on half a steamed bun. Suddenly their ears stood up, and they got up and ran to the gate.

Canine Ya barked, and slowly wagged its tail, and then saw the uncle walking in.

"Brother, why are you here at noon? It's so hot." Fang Xiaocao got up quickly, went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of cold white tea, handed it to Brother Fang, then turned around and went to the kitchen to twist a wet towel out.

Brother Fang gulped for a while, but he was not willing to finish the bowl of water. Then he took the handkerchief and wiped it on his face. The white handkerchief was covered with a layer of beige soil.

Brother Fang smiled, "Look at me, I haven't washed my face for a long time."

"It's okay, my eldest brother is still out?" Fang Xiaocao led people to do it under the shade of a tree, and asked the eldest brother to eat steamed buns, and at the same time let the eldest brother drink water.

Brother Fang was not in a hurry to eat, he looked around, and then said in a low voice: "I'm here to send you a letter, hold on for a few more days, our father and a few uncles in the clan are in our town The well dug on the small Kela mountain in the east has water. It’s just that there is not much water for people now, and those who can walk are preparing to go. I will ask you to fetch water when it’s almost gone. After midnight tonight, you two Be vigilant, I will send you two barrels first."

Fang Xiaocao was also shocked, now whoever has water has the lifeline in his hands. This can save his family's life, but it is also fatal.

"Brother, this matter must be strict, don't spread it too widely." Fang Xiaocao said, "Take care of your own family first, we still have a jug of water here, which can last for seven or eight days."

Now the family does not dare to cook too salty. Except for Lin Jiale who goes out to find water every day to drink as much water as possible, the whole family only takes a sip when they are really thirsty.

Brother Fang touched his little niece's head, and said with a smile: "It's not going to happen, we adults can make up for it, and children can't be thirsty. After you eat, I'll go back."

"Brother, eat something before you leave, and drink some water."

Brother Fang didn't stay to eat. He took a sweet potato leaf bun and left after eating. There was still half a bowl of water left.

In the evening, the sunset dyed the sky into a majestic and strong cloud, and the red fire cloud showed people that tomorrow will be another sunny day.

Lin Jiale and his team came back after the sun completely disappeared under the land in the west. The sky and the earth were all white, and the heat of the boring day gradually subsided, and the coolness from the twilight invaded.

Lin Jiale was exhausted all over, and he didn't feel any more comfortable during the most comfortable time of the day. After entering the house, his daughter greeted him, and he felt the fatigue dissipated and a lot of strength surged up.

In order to live a safe and stable life for his family, he must also dig water from the mountain.

During dinner at night, Fang Xiaocao told Lin Jiale about the elder brother coming over at noon, Lin Jiale said: "We can take care of it here, we don't need water, but we will keep it when we send it back. By the way, in the morning you Follow me to the mountain, and I found a tree with a lot of dew on the leaves, and the taste is sweet. Take some back and cook it."

Fang Xiaocao nodded, and shared some gossip in the village that she heard when she went to pluck sweet potato leaves today, "Zhou Chong is gone, his aunt only said in the village that the child didn't know how to run away. However, the old lady dragged many people in the village to cry, saying that the child was brought to the town by his aunt and sold, and brought back in exchange for a bucket of water. By the way, it is said that Yuequan Town also dug a well, several towns It is controlled by prestigious people in the village, and a bowl of water costs [-] Wen."

Lin Jiale sighed, and said: "It's been so long, and the court hasn't responded at all. It seems that the new one sitting on the throne is not doing well."

It's hard to say something clearly, but the whole family knows in their hearts that the Great Xia Dynasty seems to be entering the final stage of the dynasty.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was bright, illuminating the ground as clear as stagnant water, at the first sound of barking, Lin Jiale opened his eyes and sat up.

Fang Xiaocao also got up, "Brother must have brought the water."

Lin Jiale still picked up the stick that was treed behind the door, and said, "Come out later, I'll go to the door to have a look first."

As soon as he went out, Lin Qiumo, who lived in the room next to the door, had already come out, looked over in the moonlight and nodded slightly, walked to the door and asked, "Who?"

"At the end of autumn, open the door quickly."

(End of this chapter)