Dressed as the best old lady in the famine years, I suddenly became rich

Yang Lizheng did not hide his disgust and dislike for the inexplicably crazy Ke Zhaodi.

"Her crazy woman said she was a goddess who could predict the future. Her first prediction was that something would happen to Uncle Sun Liu's grandson this evening."

"She asked Uncle Sun Liu to keep an eye on his grandson and ask his grandson not to eat eggs this evening, otherwise his grandson would choke to death today."

"Isn't this a curse on the grandson of Uncle Sun Liu's family? Whose child can choke to death if he eats an egg? It's not like he has never eaten it before. Isn't Ke Zhaodi cursing Uncle Sun Six?"

The more Yang Lizheng talked about it, the more angry he became for Uncle Sun Liu. Everyone knew that Uncle Sun Liu's little grandson was the treasure of his family. The grandson that Uncle Sun Liu had been looking forward to for so many years should be protected as if it were his lifeblood. He would eat whatever he had in the family. Leave it to this kid.

"You didn't see how angry Uncle Sun Liu was. He was so angry that he almost killed Ke Zhaodi on the spot, a lunatic who brought bad luck to him."

In Yang Lizheng's opinion, these things meant that Ke Zhaodi was going crazy.

But Ke Muqing knew that this matter was probably true.

"Uncle Li Zheng, why don't you tell Uncle Sun Liu? Since Ke Zhaodi has already said this, whether it's a curse or something else, she has already said it, so let's remind Uncle Sun Liu that we don't have to eat eggs today, so we'd better keep the eggs. Let’s eat tomorrow, at least avoid today first.”

"It's just a matter of changing the time, so it doesn't matter, right?"

Ke Muqing meant well, but the original owner was a very selfish person and didn't care about other people's family affairs at all, so he didn't know anything about the affairs of Uncle Sun Liu's family.

"Forget it about Uncle Sun Liu's family, do you know what else she said?"

Yang Lizheng sighed, "She also said that we are about to have a locust plague. As a goddess, she awakened her divine veins at this time to remind all living beings to protect the food in the fields."

"She asked us to harvest all the food in the fields as soon as June comes. We can't wait any longer. If we don't listen to her, all the food we have grown for a year will be fed into the mouths of locusts."

"By the way, her lunatic also said that she protected everyone's grain from being eaten by locusts. In order to show everyone's respect for her as a goddess, after harvesting the grain, the family will give her fifty kilograms of grain as an offering."

These words were what made Yang Lizheng the most angry.

"She's going to let us waste the food just because she's talking nonsense, and she's giving the whole family a fifty-pound offering. She's so shameless."

"In the past two years, the harvest in the fields has been worse than the previous year. We have been busy for a year. Seeing that this year's harvest, after paying the grain tax, is not enough to feed and clothe the family. We are already worried enough. She is good, and she is misleading the public with her lies. If we really harvest the grain half a month early, wouldn’t there be less grain again?”

Ke Muqing sighed inwardly.

In this era, food from the fields is the life of the people.

This is why even Ke Xiucai stopped her from talking about the locust plague.

Didn't you know that the term "monster words and deceiving people" appeared?

But Ke Muqing felt bad for not giving him a reminder when he knew this would happen.

Especially the relatives of the Yang family. After she became Ke Muqing here, the relatives of the Yang family have helped the Yang family so many times regardless of previous suspicions. When the Yang family has trouble, she doesn't need to come forward to find anyone. The Yang family is very united and will come by herself when she hears something happen. Helped.

When he thought that such a group of enthusiastic clan members would face a locust plague in the future, Ke Muqing wanted to help them even more.

So there is no such thing as Ke Zhaodi's sudden rebirth. Ke Muqing has also thought about it. After finishing Yang Jiye's marriage, she and Ke Xiucai will quietly send messages to various towns.

At that time, the two of them used ordinary pens, ink, paper and inkstones to write down the time when the locust plague was coming. They regarded it as an early warning from God and secretly distributed it to the county government, various private schools in the county, and Li Zheng's family. Then he persuaded Yang Lizheng to take the lead and let the village be the first to collect grain in advance. As long as there is a leader, other places will definitely take action when they hear the news.

Although the method is too euphemistic, it is the only way that can protect oneself wisely and give everyone an early warning.

Now that Ke Zhaodi had talked about the locust plague in front of so many people, Ke Muqing felt relieved when he thought about it carefully.

Anyway, she was not the one who was said to be deceiving others.

Moreover, Ke Zhaodi's original purpose was not just for the benefit of everyone, but to build momentum for herself, the Holy Lotus Goddess, so she secretly pushed forward and spread the news about the locust plague more widely, leaving all the consequences to Ke Zhaodi, the Holy Lotus Goddess. Bar.

"Uncle Li Zheng, when it comes to the locust plague, I think it's not groundless, because my father also told me about it that day."

Ke Muqing's tone was neither slow nor hasty, which immediately calmed down Yang Lizheng's violent temper.

"My father once read a book when he was young. There was a sentence in the book: locusts will come to the end of drought."

"Yesterday, I saw some children in the village skewering a large bunch of small locusts, saying they were going to be roasted and eaten. You didn't see the dense skewers on the hemp ropes."

"The kids said they caught them in the fields. They said there were a lot of them in the fields and they could grab a pot and roast them every day."

Ke Muqing asked Yang Lizheng, "In the past, have you ever seen how many children of Zhuo Chengzhi's age could catch so many locusts at once?"

Countryside people rarely encounter meat and fish a few times a year, so children will go to the fields to catch locusts and roast them.

There are so many children in the village, and everyone runs to the fields and mountains. In previous years during good harvests, a child would be considered lucky if he could get a few.

But this year, the children filled them in pots.

"That day, the aunt next door said that Yaosun had accumulated food after eating roasted locusts. How much food would he have to eat to get enough food?"

"Uncle Li Zheng, locusts lay their eggs in the soil. Drought is conducive to locust reproduction. It's almost June now, and there are obviously more new locusts hatching in the ground than last year."

"Think about how many locust eggs are still hidden in the soil? How many are in dry areas? By then, there may not only be locusts in our own fields, but also locust swarms flying in from other places."

After Ke Muqing finished speaking, Yang Lizheng's expression became more solemn.

Unlike Ke Zhaodi who just opened his mouth and said that the goddess came to the world, Ke Muqing said a lot and analyzed a lot. In addition, Ke Xiucai had read many books and knew more things than they, the peasants, so Yang Lizheng was slowly shaken in his heart. .

"It's just that this is a big deal." Yang Lizheng sighed, "To persuade everyone to put away the food before it is completely mature is as difficult as to persuade everyone to go south together, or even more difficult."

Harvesting the grain before it is fully ripe means losing a lot of weight.

This year's harvest was originally expected to be less than last year, and the grain tax to be paid to the court remained unchanged. If we harvested it in advance, our family would lose at least dozens of kilograms.

Even though it only seems to be a few dozen kilograms, there is already no hope. The porridge everyone eats at home can be drank as water. If it is less than a few kilograms, many people will not be able to survive next year's harvest.

Happy New Year, my darlings!