From to 1935 2020

Fortunately, there is the help of the Internet of later generations, and countless Internet thieves who have studied this history have repeatedly peeled off the cocoons of this history, helping to filter out the "lie" and "self" that have been "polished" in various ways. Whispering", Huang Ke finally understood the basics - this is one of the reasons why he was half dead from exhaustion during those four days.Because this period of history is too complicated.

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From Xi'an to Songpan, the land distance of the later generations is 905 kilometers, and it is free to drive. Baidu map shows that the fastest time is 14 and a half hours.But this is the distance and speed of high-speed + national highway in the 21st century.

In the 30s of the Republic of China, Huang Ke traveled from Xi'an to Tianshui, and then into northern Sichuan, similar to Zhuge Liang's route of leaving Qishan six times.

Moreover, during the period of the Republic of China, there were not so many overhead bridges to straighten the distance between mountains. From Xi'an to Songpan, the actual distance to be traveled had to be increased by at least [-]% or even more.

The section from Xi'an to Tianshui is about [-] kilometers long, and the roads are extremely bad.Huang Ke and Elena set off at ten o'clock in the evening. Along the way, they took turns driving, constantly switching between four wheels (car) + two wheels (Harley motorcycle).

It was mid-July and the sun was hot.

Huang Ke was riding a Harley motorcycle, with the scorching sun above his head, driving a "foreign car" in a warm and happy mood on the hills and mountains of the Huangshan Plateau.At this time, the roads on both sides are already very narrow, and there are very few road sections suitable for cars. On the contrary, they are not as mobile as motorcycles, which are more mobile and faster.

The reason for the heat is that it is close to twelve o'clock, and the July sun overhead is already very scorching. Even though Huang Ke and Elena were wearing cool summer clothes, they were already sweating profusely from the sun.

Reasons for happiness: Imagine if you were driving a motorcycle on the road under the scorching sun, and there was a beautiful tall girl sitting on the back seat, her clothes were also sweaty, but her hands were holding you at this time How does it feel to walk with you on the bumpy dirt road with your waist...

In particular, when the motorcycle shakes, the big ball on the girl's chest will attack your back from time to time by "dribbling with the ball"...

"You bastard who only cares about girls, I'm a big step ahead of you now!"

Anyway, Huang Ke is very happy now, wishing that this motorcycle journey can go on like this forever.

Unfortunately, a village appeared in front of the two, and Huang Ke sadly knew that the journey of happiness was coming to an end for now.

About a few hundred meters away from the village, Huang Ke stopped the car and suggested:

"Although we took turns driving last night, we didn't sleep much on the way. It's too hot here. I suggest that our journey should be changed to this in the future: sleep when the sun is hottest in the afternoon and noon, and act again in the evening, night, and early morning."

"can!"

Elena also jumped out of the car, and then put the motorcycle into the car with the space finger on her hand.At this time, Huang Ke took out two water bottles from the spatial cross, handed one to Elena, and then his eyes were frozen.

The sundress that Eileen wore was often worn by foreign women in the concession, although it was very cool, but after a morning in the sun in the hot summer, even she still couldn't escape the end of being drenched in sweat.

People from other worlds don’t have the habit of wearing bras, and neither does Eileen—after she came to the Republic of China, she went to the country and got a white bellyband to wear in her skirt. It’s a very weird “foreign and internal” attire. .

The apron was made of thick silk - some foreign ladies who came to China wanted to taste the delicacy of China, so there were some aprons made of thick silk for sale in the concession, and that's when Elena bought them.But after sweating, the thick silk apron was still clinging to the surface of the skin. When Huang Ke turned around, Elena's uneven figure was completely exposed in front of him.

"Turn over!"

Elena yelled.

"It's worth it!"

Huang Ke turned around at the first moment, and then he heard the sound of footsteps running away, and understood that she must have gone somewhere to change clothes.

While Elena was changing clothes, Huang Ke looked around.

In the distance, there is a loess mountain like a mangy head, and there are gullies and hills around it, and the land is only faintly green.Although the fields on both sides of the road are in stretches, the corn crops in the fields are bowing their heads dejectedly under the scorching sun.Looking around, within a radius of one kilometer around me, I couldn't find a few decent trees that could hide from the scorching sun.

Huang Ke bent down and grabbed a handful of so-called soil from the field. Half of it was sand, some was gravel, and the rest was clay.

"The land is extremely barren! If it gets worse, it will become a desert!"

Huang Ke remembered the evaluation of the "Guanzhong" area in the history books: due to excessive reclamation, the land has been continuously degraded since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the population has also been greatly reduced and migrated.

Huang Kelai, who grew up in a paradise on earth like Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the south, a land of fish and rice, flew from the south to the north in one day, and then came to the arid and hot Loess Plateau, standing on the barren land, the sense of contrast was extremely strong.

The joy of "benefits" from Elena before disappeared for some reason.

He suddenly thought of the few passers-by he met while driving along the road, and his mood became inexplicably heavier.

"You can go!"

At some point, Elena had changed her clothes and stood behind her again.She changed into a white short-sleeved sundress, which seemed very conservative, but with her long breasts and thighs, she could still make a man's attention taken away in an instant.

But this time, Huang Ke only took one look and then turned his head away, without any extra thought in his mind.

Huang Ke smelled a faint water vapor in his nose.He knew that Elena still had several space rings, (as mentioned earlier, they were all trophies obtained after fighting life in another world) each of them was small in size, but one of them was taken from Huaqing Pool of hot spring water.Because Huang Ke knew that after leaving Xi'an, many places along the way were dry or the water source was not clean.

"She actually used spring water to take a shower..."

Huang Ke knew what was going on, women love to be clean, he understood very well, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

But Huang Ke didn't express his dissatisfaction, he just nodded and led the way forward.

"In terms of distance, this should be the junction of Gansu Province and Shaanxi Province. China is too big, and there are hundreds of dialects in different places. I don't know how many people can understand my Mandarin here. Would you Is it the dialect of this generation?"

"In my memory, there is a person from Shaanxi who transmigrated into my world, but he can only speak Mandarin."

"After the popularization of Mandarin in the 80s, many people no longer knew the local dialect."

While walking ahead, Huang Ke was muttering in his heart, and at the same time, he thought that those online articles about the history of traveling through ancient times were all nonsense. Just a language problem would make it hard for many time travelers to die.

Thinking of this in his heart, Huang Ke took the lead and walked near the head of the village.

This is a very small village. Judging by the number of houses, there are only about 20 households at most.They are all earth-embryo houses built on the ground—because this is in southern Shaanxi, if it is in northern Shaanxi, you will see a large number of "cave dwellings".

These adobe houses are very dilapidated. The "old houses of the Republic of China" seen in Nanxun, Huzhou, his "hometown", were already very dilapidated, but when he was in Shanghai, seeing those poor beggars living in shacks refreshed his understanding of "poverty".But in Shanghai, although there are a large area of ​​shacks, there is a larger "Oriental Paris" of "foreign houses and western-style buildings" around it to contrast and neutralize it.

But here, there is not a single decent house in the whole village.

"It's all dilapidated, even worse than the pigsties seen in Huzhou."

"Compared with here, Huzhou is also a paradise! That's right, the area in northern Zhejiang near Shanghai has always been one of the wealthiest areas in China. And here...is this considered a petty bourgeoisie? A revival of self-righteous revolutionary romanticism?"

Inexplicably, Little Huang Ke laughed at himself for his sentimentality, because he remembered Big Huang Ke's mocking of him at that time.

When he stopped, Elena also came up and stood side by side with him, looking at the barren scene of the yellow land in the north together.

Huang Ke said:

"Geographically speaking, here should be southern Shaanxi, Gansu to the west, and Sichuan to the south. It is still a little bit away from the water vapor of the Yangtze River. In fact, it is not the poorest place."

An old farmer came out of the village carrying a load. He was carrying a load with two buckets hanging beside it, as if he was going to fetch water.

Seeing two "outsiders", one of whom was a beautiful foreign woman with blond hair and blue eyes, the old farmer froze for a moment.

Huang Ke and Elena were also stunned for a while.

The age of the old farmer seemed to be at least 60 years old, his hair and beard were all white, his skin was black and yellow, dry like tree bark.His eyes were cloudy, his lips were chapped, his cheekbones were high, and his body was very emaciated.

The old farmer paused for a moment, then continued to walk towards the two of them, and the two of them silently watched him pass by.

He looked at them and they looked at him.

The two sides looked at each other like this, and then staggered past.

The weather was very hot, and most of the villagers actually stayed indoors.

Now it is cooking time, the village is filled with a faint smell of firewood, and on the roofs of each house, you can see the smoke from several floors.The old farmer should have gone out to fetch water for cooking.

The appearance of Huang Ke and Elena instantly broke the original rules of operation of the village. From time to time, people poked their heads out of the dilapidated mud houses to see something new.

All that was exposed were malnourished faces.

No matter young or old, they all have black and yellow dry skin, thinning brown hair, chaotic eyes, and skinny limbs.

Elena has seen many road falls in Shanghai, those who died of starvation and freezing, their corpses are similar to those here.However, the climate in the south is humid, and the skin of those road trippers is not as terrible as the dry bark of dry trees like here.

What's even more shocking is that in the entire village, all the faces that came out to see the two were "close to Ludao" and had skin and hair that were even more terrifying than Ludao.

Looking at these people, Huang Ke suddenly understood why the Red Army, who had been hunted down all the way by the artillery party army and lost so much, could always easily recruit soldiers all the way down.

"When will the day be mourning? Both you and I will perish!"

Living in the 21st century, when he was looking at historical materials, many things that he thought he could not understand and felt unreasonable at the time, he suddenly fully understood after glancing at this group of people.

And Eileen also watched all this silently.

At some point, the two stopped and stood in the middle of the village under the scorching sun, surrounded by the whole village like monkeys.

Elena said: "This is not the twilight of doomsday, but hell is everywhere."

Huang Ke said: "there are eighteen floors of hell on earth, the hell here can only be regarded as six or seven floors at most, and there are even more terrifying..."

Elena said:

"There is a lot of food in the cross space, share some with them..."

"Ok!"

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There was laughter again in the village.

Hundreds of mouths, the sound of frantic chewing.

The sound of licking the plate and the bottom of the bowl.

Because, the food I just ate is probably the best food that the more than 100 people in this village have eaten in their entire lives.

Foreign rice, foreign noodles, foreign milk powder, and foreign candy for the children, all of which are never seen by poor people living on the Loess Plateau in inland China.This is what Huang Ke distributed to the people in the village earlier.

Every household was allocated about [-] catties of foreign rice and noodles. These things were purchased by Huang Ke and Elena for zero yuan.

These people looked at the two with respectful eyes, and many of them even licked their heads at the two.Huang Ke noticed that the children in the village, both male and female, were all naked.

At least on those roads on the beach, they still have a piece of clothing.

Both Huang Ke and Elena wanted to say to them: There has never been a savior, only you can save you, and only all the poor and poor people join hands to overthrow this man-eating world.

However, neither of them said anything.

In terms of revolutionary propaganda, the level of the two is actually not up to standard, and they have no time.

Huang Ke saw the corn field outside, which seemed to be a large one, but in fact, on the high loess slopes in the Republic of China, its yield was extremely low - only 35 catties per mu!This is the answer Huang Ke got when he checked the information in northern Shaanxi.

Corn will not enter the mature period until August to October, and it is now mid-July, that is to say, it is now the end of the "lean crop".Historically, from 1935 to 1938, for several consecutive years, the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia region has been suffering from natural disasters, either droughts or floods, and grain harvests were frequently in short supply or even close to failure.

Historically, the American journalist Snow visited the Gansu-Shaanxi area in 1936, and later wrote the famous documentary literature "Westward Journey". Shi Ji recorded the tragic scenes of people starving to death in large tracts of villages and villages here.

Many fruit fans in later generations talk about those three years, but in fact, in the real Republic of China, famines that were much more tragic than "those three years" occurred almost every year everywhere.

The old farmer who went out of the village to carry water came back with two buckets of water.

A dry and skinny child who seemed to be only seven or eight years old, but was actually 11 years old, ran over barefoot and handed the old farmer the sugar that Huang Ke gave her, while yelling something.

"Dada, sugar"

Huang Ke half guessed and heard it, she was saying "Dad, eat candy."

Huang Ke and Elena thought he was a 70-11-year-old farmer, but he was actually just the father of an [-]-year-old child.

After the old farmer asked the villagers about the matter, he knelt down like others, and kept nibbling at the two of them.