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

Chapter 63 Ouch, Don't Disaster My Water

The Cen family tried to open the door.

Step left foot first, then right foot.

Hey, there is a locust blanket on the ground.

Mrs. Cen pulled it away with a broom, and the whole family went to the woodshed and cellar tacitly.

That is their fate.

The tarpaulin was covered with dead locusts, layer upon layer.

Not to mention, a natural protective wall has been formed.

Boss Cen was about to peel off the tarpaulin, but Abao Cen pulled him with his small hands: "Father, don't peel it off yet. Although they look dead, the locusts are very fertile. There must be many cubs on it. If we peel off the cloth, some The cub went in, and within a few days, a bunch of locusts would be born, and our food would be ruined."

"A Bao is right." Mrs. Cen felt that the good-looking grandson was a child sent by God, who took one step at a time and watched the next step. She didn't know who followed this cleverness.

"Grandma, let's light a fire and burn them all, so it will be safer." Cen Abao stroked his newly full belly.

Several firewood houses, cellars, and animal sheds all had to be burned with tarpaulins.

The tarpaulin sizzled as it was burned.

Cen Abao and the others shook their little noses together, and laughed embarrassedly: "You guys, do you think the smell of burning locusts is quite fragrant?"

"Yes, yes."

"Smells a bit like barbecue."

"Oh, I'm a little hungry."

Mrs. Cen listened to them squatting on the ground with a small tree stick and beating the locusts and chattering. She took two steps forward, stopped, and took two steps back worriedly, warning very seriously: "A group of greedy little things! Son, don’t eat locusts secretly, this thing is buried, after you eat it, your stomach will be full of locusts, and it will empty your belly.”

"Understood, grandma, if you specify not to eat it, just bury it when you see it."

It took two hours of intermittent burning to burn all the locust carcasses on the tarpaulin.

Then he swept the locusts on the ground into a pile, poured some oil on them, pressed some thin firewood, and burned them all.

After the small courtyard was cleaned up, she became more open-minded, and Mrs. Cen said worriedly: "Move the food and vegetables to the house, we can keep it safe."

"Eh."

From a long distance, I heard the village chief's shout: "Your house is fine?"

Mrs. Cen also raised her neck: "Hey, it's pretty good, how is the village?"

The village chief has lost a lot of weight, he is haggard, and the dark circles under his eyes can be used as ink: "That's it, I can't come out now, so I hurried around from house to house."

"Most people are quite obedient, and they harvested the grain before the locust plague. It's not too bad." Thinking of what, the village head slapped the fence angrily: "Some people are really pig-headed, and they don't know when it's time to harvest the grain." Received, when the locust plague came, I knew I was in a hurry, it was not surrounded by locusts, it got into the nose and eyes, and I was suffocated to death."

Granny Cen felt out of breath.

"Village chief, if this is the case, you should go to each house and tell them quickly, don't be careless when you see that there are fewer locusts, and burn them quickly to prevent the cubs from growing more."

"That's right, that's the reason."

Granny Cen was thinking about going to the town again. The village is too closed, so she needs to know what's going on outside.

Cen Abao also wanted to go. Before going out, he asked Li Xiang to make two hoods to cover his head. He dug three holes for the eyes and nose, and then sewed them on with precious translucent gauze.

Mrs. Cen, Boss Cen, Abao, and Qi Zeyao dressed up like bandits and went down mightily.

Along the way, they can be described as creepy.

The corpses of locusts were piled densely on the ground, and they creaked when they stepped on them.

There was a dog and a donkey who probably didn't lead the family in time, and were ravaged by locusts, and the fur on their bodies was probably eaten as food and bald.

The grain in the field is crooked, of different heights, fallen, collapsed, and gnawed bare, all of which are densely packed with small holes.

There were also some not-so-sturdy houses and trees that were crushed by the locusts.

From a distance, it looks like pieces of rotten cotton.

Mrs. Cen sighed one after another: "A natural disaster, the food that has worked hard for half a year is gone."

Finally arrived at the town, although there were not many crops in the town, it also suffered disasters.

The door of one house was wide open, and a middle-aged woman fell to the ground, holding a grain bag in her hand, covered with dead locusts.

Some people were in a hurry to buy grain, and Mrs. Cen happened to want to buy grain too, so she followed. When she asked about the price of grain, she was so frightened.

Before the locust plague, a bucket of rice was sold for [-] yuan, but now, a bucket of rice is sold for [-] yuan, which has doubled several times.

That's it, someone else got a head start.

The old lady Cen was ruthless, and bought two buckets of noodles and eighty catties of salt, and her pockets were almost empty, and her steps back to the village were bumpy.

Cen Abao wanted to ask about the situation of the wandering soldiers. One of the strolling soldiers said that most of the soldiers in the town were sent to the front county to clean up the locusts.

She took out two oil paper bags, which contained pancakes with minced meat and vegetables, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother, you said that you are going to the county town too. Will the handsome big brother bring a copy too?"

"Hey Cheng, it's just an errand, and this is for nothing, little baby, don't worry, I will definitely bring it to you."

At the hottest time of the day, Cen Abao and the others rushed home. As soon as they entered the village, they heard someone crying and wiping away their tears: "Wuuuu, this rotten thing has ruined my well. What can I do without water?" live."

Mrs. Cen was startled, her brain twitched, and her walking speed became faster: "Enough, our well."

"I'm really a elm-brained person. I've been focusing on food, but I've forgotten such an important thing as water."

Water is more important than food.

why?
If a person does not eat for seven days, he may not die, but if he does not drink water for seven days... let alone seven days... he can die if he does not drink water for three days.

Cen Abao is short, with short legs, and he tried his best to chase the old lady Cen: "Grandma, grandma, don't run, don't fall, our water is fine."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Cen's anxious eyes filled with tears.

"The water is fine. Father and the others sealed the well with oilcloth, and sealed it three layers, and pressed a stone and wooden board on it." Cen Abao jumped out like a bean.

Mrs. Cen's heart was flickering, as if someone was holding a big spoon in a frying pan: "It's fine." Then she couldn't turn the corner: "No, I have to see it with my own eyes to rest assured. Oops, I'm so busy." Fate."

Mrs. Cen ran away in a hurry.

Cen Abao panted and chased after him.

Qi Zeyao followed without breathing.

When they finally got home, Li Xiang was about to lift the tarpaulin over the well.

I'm not afraid of being knocked down, but Mrs. Cen is watching a few locusts that are still alive and struggling to fly in...

(End of this chapter)