Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 61 On the other side of the village, there is a group of small locusts on the other side of the town
The Cen family scratched their heads.

"The locusts can't appear for no reason." Mrs. Cen remembered that there was a locust disaster when she was a child, and it frightened everyone to death.

Li Xiang wiped the corner of the table with a rag: "Mother, there hasn't been a locust disaster for many years, it can't be."

Mrs. Cen gouged her out: "You shallow-sighted thing, you have to be careful about everything."

Cen Azhuo scrupulously said: "It is said in the book that severe heat and drought will cause locusts."

Boss Cen nodded, agreeing with his son's words: "Well, it's abnormally hot these days."

"If there are really locusts, we have to make plans early." Mrs. Cen was worried: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, this year is too bad."

The candle standing on the corner of the table also flickered, as if agreeing with her words.

Cen Abao touched the candle wick with a small wooden stick to make it brighter, and grabbed old lady Cen's hand with a small hand with a dimple: "Grandma, if you want to tell the villagers, you have to harvest the crops in advance."

Li Xiang disagreed: "What's the point of telling them? In my opinion, one thing more is worse than one thing less."

Why does Cen Abao feel that the third aunt is not as sensible as her ferret? Why, as the smartest ferret in the family, he can only break down the truth and say: "Third aunt, let's say that even if you don't flee the famine, the village How many locusts have to be attracted after planting so much food, how can we have more locusts? Let’s talk about it.”

Before she spoke, the little hair on the top of her head twitched: "If we really run away from the famine, we have to run away with everyone. It's not like the third aunt has never escaped. She should have felt how scary it is to run away by myself." Alright."

"Fleeing famine together, people see so many people, don't dare to bully us, you know." Cen Abao said to himself: You have to learn this from my wolf brother, who is a good player in group warfare.

"Let's not tell them that the locusts are coming, and we don't let them get ready. They will be hungry when we flee together. It's time to grab our food."

Li Xiang's eyelids twitched when he was told.

Mrs. Cen made a final decision: "Then let the village chief organize a meeting."

The night in the countryside is quiet, and unknown birds can be heard.

The villagers sat down on the ground holding the meadow seeds after eating and belching.

There are oil lamps hanging on the trees on all sides, which can illuminate clearly.

Cen Abao sat cross-legged on the ground, like a little Maitreya Buddha.

The village chief stretched his arms a bit, and slowly stretched out his hand: "Big fellow, who knows what is in my hand?"

"locust!"

"Why are there locusts?"

"Yes, that's the reason. Think about it, this year's weather is not normal. It's so hot." The village chief picked his nose and continued, "If there is a plague of locusts, our food will be in vain. Blind, so, I think one counts as one, and collect the grain as soon as possible."

"Village Chief, that's not going to work. Although it's okay to collect grain now, it still has to be put in the crops for a few more days."

"Yeah, that's more sure."

The chattering was as loud as a bird, Cen Abao shook his head and covered his little ears.

The village chief snorted, and knocked the ground with his pipe and pot: "Anyway, I've reached this point, you can figure it out yourself, and then don't cry with me, and don't go to other people's houses to ask for rice."

"We have troubles of locusts before, and troubles of escaping from famine in the future. What can we do if we don't prepare?" The village chief blew his beard and stared: "One by one, I think God fed you too full."

What should be said has been said, and what should be ordered has been ordered.

The village chief took the lead in harvesting grain, and Cen's in-laws and old farmers also started to collect grain, and there were also a few scattered ones, and some villagers planned to only collect half of it.

The Cen family can't sleep right now, they always feel that they don't have enough time, and wish they could split the two halves to work in an hour.

Cen Abao was like a little mouse stealing oil from the lampstand, stealing some salt and sending vegetables to the space.

"I'm afraid of being discovered." Cen Abao imitated Cen's boss in the past, put one leg on the kang,

One leg was raised up, dangling her white and tender feet: "I have to find a way to get some money and buy things myself."

A shadow was cast in front of him, and Qi Zeyao slowly appeared like a little ghost: "I will help you."

In the middle of the night, Qi Zeyao went hunting, dug up three ginseng roots, and took four wild boar skins. The two secretly hid them in their straw baskets and sold them.

Like thieves, the two transported a cart full of vegetables, salt, sugar, water bags, fire bags, tarpaulins, tents, etc. into an alley.

Qi Zeyao took the initiative to stand at the entrance of the alley, with his back to her: "Hide."

"Hey." Cen Abao waved his small hand and went in and out.

Puff, puff, Cen Abao, who has a keen ear, always feels that there is a large group of voices rushing towards her.

She followed the movement and saw a large group of black shadows flying over from the side of the town and the side of the village.

It's getting closer, the shadow is getting closer.

The translucent wings of the locusts fluttered, densely packed, and the scalp of the people who watched it felt numb, and they rushed straight to the people's faces.

"Little dirty boy, run quickly." Cen Abao swung his short legs, took Qi Zeyao's hand and swayed his legs desperately.

"Go find milk."

Locusts have wings, they can fly, and no one can run past them.

After a while, the sky is full.

Some puppies who were eating were surrounded by locusts.

Some people were yawning, and a few locusts flew in directly along their mouths.

Some were eating, and the porridge in the bowl turned into locust porridge in the blink of an eye.

Granny Cen and Cen Dong anxiously fanned the locusts with their clothes and shouted, "Baby, Xiaoyao, where have you two been?"

"Grandma, we're back." As soon as he landed, he was slapped by the anxious old lady Cen: "Where did you go, why are you running around, what's wrong with being surrounded by locusts."

"I was wrong~"

"Go home first." Mrs. Cen thought of a way, put the empty barrels sold by the two on the mule cart, and urged Cen Abao to Qi Zeyao to stay in the barrel.

Cen Dong is very calm when encountering major events. He is afraid of locusts, but he will not be in a hurry. He draws out the knowledge in the book and puts it to use as quickly as possible.

He took two firewood sticks and quickly wrapped two cloth ends on it, sprinkled some super clam oil, and lit it before the fire in the yellow clay stove went out.

He handed Mrs. Cen a torch: "Grandma, we covered our heads with a cloth and kept waving the torch. Locusts are afraid of fire, so they dare not jump on us."

Holding the torch in one hand and pushing the cart with the other, the two walked towards the village with difficulty.

Fortunately, at the entrance of the village, Boss Cen rushed over with a cloth on to help.

"Get rid of the locusts around you before entering the house, and don't take them into the house." Mrs. Cen roared.

The mule cart was left outside, Boss Cen hugged Abao and Xiaoyao on his arms, and rushed into the house with a whoosh.

The old lady Cen Dong panted and leaned against the wall: "It came too fast and too fast."

"Quickly see if Bao and the others are alright, are they not bitten by locusts?" Mrs. Cen asked urgently
(End of this chapter)