1960s: My Birth Mother Abandoned Me on the Road to Escape Famine

Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...

Chapter 316 Water Shortage (1/2)

Chapter 316 Water Shortage

"I'm too lazy to talk to you..."

Wang Xinmei sat down on the low stool in front of the stove door.

There was impatience between his eyebrows and eyes.

The earthen stove was built when Lao Qin's family first moved in, and it was used temporarily for a while.

The workmanship is rough.

After just a few pieces of firewood were put in, the smoke filled the whole room.

Wang Xinmei was choked and started coughing.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Qin Zegang couldn't bear it, so he said in a self-deprecating tone, "Why don't you just leave? You're not helping much."

"Okay, I'll go out then..."

Wang Xinmei didn't hesitate at all.

He covered his mouth and fled from the kitchen.

The clean and neat attitude dealt a heavy blow to Qin Zegang's heart.

He really wanted to go back to his home.

When will this miserable life end?

When Qin Qing returned home in the twilight.

Yang Lianye was squatting by the ancient well, pumping water.

After turning the handle several times, he finally felt the solid feeling of the wooden barrel floating on the water.

Yang Lianbei's brows wrinkled slightly.

Only when the barrel rose above the wellhead did he reach out and pull it out.

The half bucket of water that was brought up was brought to the kitchen.

Pour it all into the water tank.

Qin Qing came over at the right time and asked in confusion, "Hasn't this tank been cleaned for a long time?"

Yang Lian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and under Qin Qing's gaze, he walked to the well in the yard and threw the wooden barrel down again.

The hemp rope was pulled down with a swish.

Yang Lianbei glanced at the sky and said thoughtfully, "It hasn't rained for a long time! The water has become less..."

Normally, only a dozen or so turns of hemp rope are needed.

Now it takes several more turns to hit the water.

The direct drying up of groundwater will indirectly affect people's lives.

Qin Qing quickly took out the porcelain basin from under the sink.

Fill it up with water.

She said in a gloomy tone, "I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't told me! It really hasn't rained for a long time..."

No wonder Lu Tianqi dared to take his children to play in the reed marsh.

I guess there isn't much water left there.

She stays at home these days.

I haven't been out for a long time.

Memory cannot be faked.

The recorded drought probably started only last year.

Why the clues are beginning to emerge now.

Could it be that this place is so remote that there are no record books?

Qin Qing was really worried. We all came from hard times, so we naturally knew how hard it was to have nothing to show for it.

She naturally didn't want to experience such suffering a second time.

Yang Lian saw that Qin Qing seemed to have taken these words to heart.

He quickly rubbed her head and said, "Okay, don't worry. Even if the sky falls, your man will still hold it up! Don't think about it and scare yourself!"

Qin Qing glared at him unhappily.

He pinched the soft flesh on Yang Lian's waist and said, "Didn't you say that? I don't know anything..."

"Hiss~" The man's eyes darkened due to the pain.

He said thoughtfully, "Twist it again?"

Qin Qing naturally heard the dangerous tone in his words.

She smiled harmlessly and said, "I still can't satisfy your request..."

After saying that, he wanted to slip out of this cramped space.

But Yang Lianye hugged her waist.

The man's arms were strong and powerful, and because he had just washed with cold water, they brought a cool chill through his clothes.

But after pausing for a moment, he felt the burning temperature under his skin.

It looks very much like Yang Lianbei.

Cold outside, hot inside.

There was a smile in Yang Lian's words.

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

Qin Qing was shamefully cowardly at such a tense moment.