Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 2951

At the beginning of the new year, Xuanjing was hit by a spring drought.

It hasn't rained for a long time, and the seeds in the ground can't germinate. Spring planting is about to end, but there is still no way around it.

Yuyao raised her head to observe the sky at night, and saw that a severe drought in the north was a foregone conclusion.

"Master, why are you up?"

When Qing'er came back from getting up at night, she saw Yuyao standing in the yard and looking up at the sky.

"If you can't sleep and go out for a walk, go back to sleep."

Qing'er went into the house and put on a coat and came out, "Master, what trouble has happened?"

This was the first time she saw her master standing in the yard looking at the stars in the middle of the night, unable to sleep.

"No, it's just that the moon is a little bright tonight and I'm not very sleepy, so I went out for a walk and went back to sleep after a while."

Qing'er sat down next to Yuyao, holding her chin with her hands and wondering what she was thinking.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken a word, Yuyao thought she was asleep. When she turned around, she saw that her eyes were out of focus and she didn't know where her mind was wandering.

"What are you thinking about again?"

"what?"

Qing'er came back to his senses, "Master, what did you say?"

"I said what are you thinking about?"

Qing'er sighed after hearing Yuyao's question, "In the past few days, I have heard them talking about the long absence of rain in the north. If it doesn't rain again, spring planting will be missed, and the ground will be grainy. No gain.”

"There is no food in the fields. Let alone paying taxes, it will be difficult to feed a family. I don't know how many hungry people will appear by then."

"I don't see that Xiaonizi, you want to listen to the long-term, and you have even anticipated what may happen later."

This is different from the usual silly little girl.

Qing'er looked at her hands, because she had experienced it before.

Yuyao clearly felt that Qing'er's mood was ups and downs. She thought there was a story in it, but it probably wasn't a good thing, so she didn't ask.

She has no problem with exposing other people's wounds, except for her enemies of course.

"Master, I haven't told you about my past."

Qing'er looked at the hazy moonlight and suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to.

"My family used to come from the north. My grandparents, father, mother, brother, and my whole family lived together. At that time, although my family was not rich, we were still living well. But within a few years, there was a drought."

Yuyao listened to Qing'er slowly recalling the past, and she could probably imagine what the situation was.

"I remember that it hadn't rained since the day after the Spring Festival that year. Grandpa would sit in front of the door and sigh every day, or he would go to the fields and come back and sigh. Our family didn't have any crafts, and all our lives depended on those few I am hoping for rain every day, but God just doesn’t seem to hear me.”

"Later, even food and water became a problem. Those who had relatives went to live with their relatives. Those who had no relatives began to pack up and prepare to leave the village. Our family was also preparing to leave with them."

"But after we went out, we found that there were many people like us, and it was very chaotic. Because everyone had walked a long way and were hungry and thirsty, some people paid attention to those who had food. At first, they just asked They wanted it, but then it turned into robbing, and then..."

Qing'er's body was shaking, as if she was scared.

Yuyao swung her cloak to surround her, held her in her arms, and held her hand to warm her.

Feeling Yuyao's warmth, Qing'er slowly stopped shivering.

(End of this chapter)