Chapter 646: It’s not you?

"This country has a large land area and a good population. A family can own hundreds of acres of land."

"Is the land here very suitable?"

"I just got here too, and I still need to learn more. Let's find a place to stay first."

When the two entered the village, Shitou was dumbfounded. This place didn't look like a village at all. It looked more like a deserted place with no one living there.

There was no one outside. Every house was a low thatched mud house, and it was in a dilapidated state.

It's dry everywhere, and you can tell at a glance that the water shortage in this place has reached its limit, and there are not even any mountains around.

When the wind blows, yellow earth is everywhere.

If they are not rescued, what awaits them is escape and death.

Shitou pulled Qin Yueyue to the door of the first house in the village, and he gently knocked on the tattered door.

After a while, a little boy about ten years old ran out.

He saw the two of them were stunned and asked nervously and timidly.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Are your elders here?"

The boy shook his head: "My parents went out with the village chief to find water, and they haven't come back yet."

"Oh, when will you come back?"

"I will definitely be back before dark."

"Can we come to your house?"

The boy thought for a moment, sighed softly, and said to himself: "Our village is so poor, how could there be bad people coming here?"

So he opened the door wide and leaned to one side: "Okay, but I don't have anything to entertain you at home."

"It's okay, just sit down and rest for a while."

The boy was very diligent and immediately moved the table and benches to the yard where the sun could shine.

After Qin Yue and Shitou sat down, they looked around the yard.

They both sighed and asked at the same time, "What's your name?"

"God damn!"

"When did the drought start in our area?"

“It started in May last year, before the crops were harvested, the locusts came, and we haven’t grown crops since then.”

“Only one season a year?”

"Yes, from April to September every year. The rest of the time I stay at home. The winters here are very cold."

Qin Yue took a look at his clothes. The little guy's cotton coat was not thick and was patched up. Although the style was different from Dong Zhou's, the difference was not big. Both were complicated.

"How much land do you have?"

"Thirty acres, and with so few people, we dare not plant so much land."

"Oh, do you know how much silver is one acre of land here?"

"One tael of silver per mu is good farmland, but now no one wants even a penny per mu. Now there is no planting and it is all barren."

"Well, do the parents here care about it?"

"Even if he wants to, he can't do anything about it. He can't pray for rain. I heard that he burned so much incense at the Dragon King Temple, but there was no response at all."

Goudan looked up at the sky, then lowered his head in frustration.

Qin Yue and Shitou talked with Goudan for a long time and understood the situation here to some extent.

The place where they lived was called Shang State, and the ruler's surname was Shang. The country was very poor and backward, as could be seen from their farm tools.

Soon, it was dark and there was movement in the village.

When Goudan heard this, he quickly ran to the door to see, and saw from afar a group of people walking towards the center of the village from the end of the village.

He pursed his lips and looked hopefully. Soon, four people separated from the crowd and walked towards this side. Then he shouted.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, please come back soon. Someone is coming to our house."

When the four people came closer, they asked again.

"Goudan, what did you say?"

"Someone's coming to our house." They still didn't believe it, and were still a little stunned after entering the yard: "Who are you?"

"I came from the north. There has been drought over there for more than a year. I had no choice but to come over here to take a look."

"Hey, are you here looking for water too?"

"No, I guess I'm just fleeing from famine."

"You guys should go further south. If we weren't reluctant to leave this broken home, we would have gone south too."

"I'm tired and can't walk anymore. I want to stay here and wait and see."

"You guys want to stay?"

The family couldn't believe what the two said. Shitou nodded at them and said:
"I don't have any other strengths, except that I can dig wells. Before coming here, I looked at the wells in your village. Your place is much lower than ours. If we dig deeper, there might be water. I want to give it a try."

The family members' faces suddenly showed ecstasy, but it only lasted for a short moment, and then their faces turned bitter again.

"If we could pump out water, we wouldn't be suffering from drought here. The village chief led people to dig, but no water came out. Alas."

Shitou said, "That's because you don't know how to dig a well. I'm 50% sure that I can get water from your well."

"Really, really?"

He nodded heavily and said, "But if we want to stay, we need you to introduce us to the village chief."

"If you can really get some well water, our whole village will provide for you."

Goudan’s grandfather immediately stood up and, with a hint of excitement in his voice, he hurriedly instructed his daughter-in-law.

"Hurry up and cook to entertain the two distinguished guests."

Goudan's mother said with some embarrassment: "Dad, there is no water at home, and there is not much food left. I am afraid there is not enough food for one person."

Goudan Ye paused, gritted his teeth and said: "I will go to the village chief's house first, you can do it later."

After saying that, he left. No, he ran away.

Gou Dan Nai said a little embarrassedly: "I'm so sorry, you came but I can't even give you a meal."

"It's okay. Every household is like this. If we can stay here, we can work together to find a way out."

"Thank you. No matter what the result is, we have to thank you very much."

"You're welcome. We are all miserable people, alas!"

Shitou sighed softly, with a helpless look on his face. Qin Yue gave him a thumbs up for his acting skills.

Soon, Grandpa Goudan came with the village chief. As soon as they entered the yard, the village chief looked at the stone excitedly.

"You said you have a way to get water from the well?"

"Yes."

"I, I heard from Master Goudan, regardless of whether you can fight or not, there are several unused houses in our village, all of which have been occupied by people who have died. If you want to live there, I will take you there right away."

Goudan grinned and said, "Village Chief, it has to be tomorrow. It's already dark now. No matter how poor we are, we should at least give them a meal, right?"

"That's right. I forgot about that. Goudan's mother, go to my house and ask your aunt for some cornmeal. We can have porridge at night. If there is no water, ask her for a pot. Alas, if we hadn't found some water a hundred miles away, we would have died of thirst. Alas."

Qin Yue hurriedly said, "No need, just take us directly to the house, it will be difficult for everyone."

"That won't work. You guys stay at Goudan's house tonight and go to the new house tomorrow."

She glanced at Shitou, who said quickly, "Okay, but you don't have to go get the cornmeal. I've got some here, so let's make do with what we have."

After saying that, he put down the bag on his shoulder and opened it. The village chief and the others were stunned.

A small cloth bag, a water bag, and some miscellaneous things, all cans and so on.

Shitou handed the small cloth bag and water bag to Goudan's mother: "Use them to cook. Here is also a jar of pickled vegetables. You can take it as well. It will be a gift from us as husband and wife."

Goudan's mother glanced at her mother-in-law, and Goudan's grandmother said, "It's already this late, don't be polite, just go and do it. As long as we have water, our lives will gradually get better."

Goudan's mother then took the things to the kitchen. Shitou tied the cloth bag again and put it on his shoulders again. He carried it on both shoulders and it didn't look uncomfortable at all.

Qin Yue naturally wouldn't give Stone rice or the like, but cornmeal, and the pickles were the most original kind of mustard greens chosen from the supermarket.

The village chief didn't leave. He talked to Shitou about the well.

"If you need help, just hum?"

"No, more people won't help. It's just that well. I'll let my wife down. She has her ancestral method of digging a well."

"Ah, your wife is going down, not you?" The village chief looked at Qin Yue and then said.


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