Chapter 6 On the road ahead of schedule
Yan Huaiwen was still the same. After drinking the medicine, he felt drowsy and drowsy, and woke himself up by coughing in his sleep.
Seeing the second child tidying up the house lightly, he couldn't help coughing lightly.
"Brother, you're awake!" Yan Laoer hurried over and asked him, "Is it convenient?"
Yan Huaiwen couldn't help being a little angry, asking back and forth, did you have anything else to say to your elder brother? For example, your twenty taels of gambling debt.
But he didn't say anything, just shook his head calmly.
asked him, "How is the wheat harvest in the field?"
Yan’s second son was a little embarrassed, and his work was a bit slow, but really, the two of them had tried their best.
"Probably, it will take some time." He said awkwardly: "Should be able to enter the warehouse with others."
Received so many days earlier than others, and put them in the warehouse together.
This speed...
Yan Huaiwen shook his head secretly. There was not enough time. According to his vague and long-term memory, the wells in the village would soon dry up. Without water, the wheat in the field fell down, and the yield was severely reduced. There was not much food that could be harvested.
They are still doing well. In the grain store in the town, the price of food has skyrocketed. How many people can’t afford food?
At first, they were well-informed wealthy households, and then there were more and more people. When they found out that half of the people in the town had fled the famine, they became anxious.
But they were still late, and the people in front of them scooped up all the edible food on the road, leaving them only dry grass roots and bark, not to mention the water source.
This time, they must go on the road ahead of time.
"God bless, go and invite the village chief." Yan Huaiwen ordered.
"Invite the village chief? It's so late..." Yan Laoer was not curious why he invited the village chief. He is a Xibei guy, so he must not ask the bottom line, otherwise he might dig himself into it.
Yan Huai'an stared: "Go as soon as I tell you."
Yan's second son responded, and left in a hurry.
…
The village elder is still strong and strong, and he still stands by the well in the village.
The old man is only in his early forties this year. He has three sons, and the three sons gave birth to him five grandchildren. He is the most prosperous family in the village.
Village head Luo made a rule that each household has four barrels of water per day, which is four barrels of water. This standard is set according to his family's daily draft water consumption. If he still says it is not enough, he must bring his son and grandson Come to see what is not enough usage.
In fact, the village chief is already discussing with his elder son about harvesting wheat.
“Without water, the wheat will die sooner or later if it stays in the ground. It is better to harvest it early.”
The villagers have never given up hope. They pour all the water they can't bear to eat into the fields for a good harvest.
But seeing... Alas! God won't give me a way out!
"Father, harvest one day earlier, but you have to harvest a lot less!" Boss Luo was so distressed that only farmers who tended the land all year round knew the preciousness of every grain of grain.
Especially, there are so many people in their family, but they all count on the future of the field for food.
"Don't I feel sorry for you?" The village chief gave him a hard look. "The old people in the village say that there is no rain, no rain. Didn't you hear that? God, no food!" He sighed deeply.
"Who?" The eldest grandson of the Luo family heard the movement and asked the figure who was walking quickly.
"Big Tie? It's me, Yan's second son, where is your grandfather?" Yan Huai'an gasped tiredly, just wanted to invite the village chief home early, and then fell asleep.
"Here, Second Uncle Yan, why are you here again?" San Tie is more lively, not as mature as Da Tie, and he is more familiar with Yan Second.
He often heard Yan Lao Er brag about it. Regardless of whether Yan Lao Er is working or not, it is true that he lives chicly.
Tut! What a beautiful day!
"My elder brother asked him to go to the old man's house." When he got to the front, Yan Huai'an saw the stern-faced village chief. "Uncle Luo, look..."
Village head Luo didn't talk nonsense, he told his son and grandson to watch the well, got up and left.
San Tie rolled his eyes and called out, "Master, I'll walk with you."
Boss Luo thought for a while, but didn't object.
Yan Xiucai is the only famous scholar in the village.
Very respected by the villagers.
But this time his family provoked Li Zheng's family, who was on top of Shili Bacun.
They really don't know whether the two families are really talking about getting married.
The youngest son of Lizheng's family spoke convincingly, but he really wanted to be married, so how could he beat his future father-in-law?
The people in the village are simple and there are not so many twists and turns.
Boss Luo felt that Yan Xiucai was afraid that he would disagree, and Li Zheng's family had always been domineering, so they would definitely make trouble again.
Inviting his father over at this time should be to discuss countermeasures.
Let the three irons follow, the kid will be ashamed, and he can still learn when he comes back.
The old man was in great shape, and he walked so fast that Yan Laoer almost couldn't keep up.
While walking, he pinched him with his eyes and asked, "Is Yan Xiucai better?"
"Much better." Yan Huai'an replied.
The village head asked again: "Did you take your wife to the field today?"
"Yes, my family plans to harvest wheat early." Yan Huai'an felt that there was no problem with his answer.
Unexpectedly, Village Chief Luo snorted loudly, and said: "I don't care if you are a monster on weekdays. Your brother is still lying down and can't get up. It's a good thing you came up with such a way, why? Let him see you go down to the ground and feel distressed? What's more? With your daughter-in-law? I can do it for you! I heard that the money for the medicine is still on the account, Yan Lao Er, Yan Lao Er, your brother treats you well! Why don’t you know how to leave it to him, a scholar? Some face? Huh? I know that those who think about the law want money and money..."
Seeing that his master was going too far, San Tie quickly interrupted him, "Grandpa, watch your way and be careful where you step."
The village head said: "Whatever I look at, I have walked the roads in the village for more than forty years, and I can walk back and forth with my eyes closed."
But he is too lazy to talk to Yan Laoer, if he has something to say, he will talk to Xiucai Gong, and ignore this bum, hmph!
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"I'm sorry for inviting your old man so late...cough cough..." Yan Huaiwen sat up propped up, beckoning his silly brother to pour water.
After receiving the instruction, Yan's second child immediately took action.
The village chief sighed: "You have limited mobility, I should have come to see you earlier, but you also know that the weather is not right these days, I have to watch it, the boss and the others can't control it."
If he didn't go to town by the old well, I'm afraid that the well would have been fished out long ago.
Two bowls of cold white began to be served in front of the grandparents and grandchildren.
Santie couldn't help swallowing.
Don't look at them guarding the old well, but the water has never been pumped at all.
Grandpa made a decision, and they followed it honestly, and they had to save some sip from their own mouths and pour it on the ground.
Seeing how greedy the third grandson was, the village head couldn't bear it, so he said, "Drink."
"Oh!" San Tie responded very quickly, picked up the bowl, and waited for his master to take a sip before drinking.
"Ahem... Please come, that's why."
Small ticket, hurry to my sister's bowl o(*￣︶￣*)o
(end of this chapter)