Chapter 635 Discovery of Large Quantities of Grain

Cheng Wanwan was dizzy from rolling around.

When she finally stopped, she couldn't hear any human voices anymore, and she had no idea where she had rolled to.

She quickly checked her injuries. Fortunately, they were just scratches. Apart from feeling a little dizzy, there was nothing serious.

She stood up by holding the tree trunk and looked up. It was a very steep slope. She rolled down and was blocked by the big tree. Otherwise, she would have continued to roll down the slope and would not know what was below.

Cheng Wanwan took out a flashlight and shone it downwards. She could barely see that it was a pool of water. If she really fell in, she would definitely be killed.

Now that she's alone, this is a perfect opportunity to "find food".

Ignoring the pain in her body, she quickly observed the surrounding terrain. There were lush vegetation everywhere. It seemed reasonable to bury some cassava or something on the ground, but it required digging a hole, which was too difficult for her.

She walked a few steps deeper into the jungle and suddenly found a small cave.

A smile suddenly appeared on her lips. With the cave, many difficult problems were solved.

At this moment, everyone on the mountain was going crazy, especially Mrs. Huang. She blamed herself so much that she wanted to crash to death. Why was she so careless when walking? How could she let Lady Sui save her? If something happened to Lady Sui, how would she, how would she live...

Cheng Jia and Cheng Yi ran wildly down the mountain along the flattened bushes.

We ran down the mountain until we reached a low cliff with a pool of water below...

Everyone's expression turned serious. If Sui Gongren fell, then...

"You came just in time!"

A clear voice came from the side.

When everyone turned around, they saw Cheng Wanwan covered in wounds, but looking at them with a smile on her face.

Madam Huang's legs went weak: "It's so good that you're alright, Lady Sui. Let me carry you up the mountain..."

Cheng Wanwan waved her hand and said, "Let's not go up the mountain yet. Come and take a look."

She turned and walked deeper into the jungle.

Everyone followed suspiciously.

After pushing aside the overgrown vines and walking a few steps, he saw a small cave. The entrance was only half a person's height, so Cheng Wanwan went straight in.

Once inside, it became slightly larger, but the cave was very dark, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Cheng Wanwan took out a tinderbox from her sleeve, blew on it, and a flame appeared. Everyone looked at what was in front of them with disbelief.

In the very center of the cave was a small stone table, on which were placed pots, pans, and ladles covered in cobwebs. Next to the table were several sacks of things.

Cheng Jia walked over and used the sword at his waist to cut a small opening in the sack, from which some slightly yellowed old rice spilled out.

"Oh my god, it's rice!"

"Why is there so much food here?"

"There are pots and pans, as well as food. Who hid them here?"

The villagers were so excited that they were almost going crazy.

Cheng Wanwan said, "This grain is yellow and black. It's been there for quite some time. It must have been hidden here by someone from Huaihua Village. Who would have thought that after so many years, it would become life-saving food."

At such a critical juncture, even black and yellow grains were extremely valuable, and the people present did not despise them at all.

I don’t know who took the lead, but more than a dozen people from Huaihua Village suddenly knelt down.

"Ren Sui is truly a goddess descended to earth. Our Huaihua Village is saved!"

"If it weren't for Lady Sui, we would have starved to death on the mountaintop. Everyone in Huaihua Village will remember Lady Sui's kindness!"

"After the flood, the village will definitely build a golden statue for Lady Sui..."

Cheng Wanwan hurriedly helped the man up: "This is your Huaihua Village's own food. It has nothing to do with me. Stop kowtowing..."

The people of Huaihua Village insisted on kowtowing three times.

If it weren't for Lady Sui saving Lady Huang, if it weren't for Lady Sui rolling down the mountain, if it weren't for Lady Sui's good fortune, the food here would never have seen the light of day.

Seven or eight sacks of food, totaling seven or eight hundred kilograms, are enough to feed more than a hundred people for many days.

The villagers, carrying sacks and pots and pans, walked excitedly toward the cave entrance on the mountain.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the cave, the head of Huaihua Village took the lead in kneeling down, and everyone followed suit, and began to kowtow.

Cheng Wanwan pursed her lips.

In fact, she didn't do anything, but in the hearts of these villagers, her image seemed to have suddenly been elevated to the level of a goddess...

It is her blessing that she won so much support from the people with this unintentional act.

Perhaps she could do more for these villagers.

She bent down and helped the village head in front of her up: "Everyone is hungry, let's light a fire and cook porridge."

The village head nodded hurriedly, gathered people to gather firewood, build a simple stove, set up a pot to boil water, and make simple chopsticks and bamboo bowls...

The villagers were busy and happy. Soon, the porridge at the entrance of the cave began to bubble and the aroma of rice spread in all directions. Everyone couldn't help swallowing...

The first bowl of porridge was handed to Cheng Wanwan.

Cheng Wanwan did not refuse and took it. This was the old rice that was about to expire that she bought from the mall. Although it looked a little bad, it was not spoiled and could be eaten.

Only after she took the first sip did the people of Huaihua Village dare to start eating.

For a moment, the cave was filled with the sound of gurgling porridge.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Wanwan began to feed Zhao Dashan rice soup, but he was still dizzy, and it was very difficult for her to feed him half of the rice soup.

She continued to feed the baby with great patience, and then fed and changed the medicine. After completing the whole process, she was sweating all over.

When night fell, Zhao Dashan finally woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Wanwan sitting beside him, her hand supporting her chin, her eyes closed, the firelight shining softly on her face.

"mother……"

As soon as he spoke, Cheng Wanwan opened her eyes, her face full of joy: "Dashan, you're finally awake! Is anything bothering you? Tell your mother quickly..."

"I'm fine..." Zhao Dashan's face was filled with guilt and self-blame. "This is my first time going away from home, and I made Mom worry. I'm not worthy of being a son. I'm sorry..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking about that. Now that you're awake, hurry up and drink your porridge." Cheng Wanwan had someone bring over a bowl of steaming porridge and personally fed it to him. "Luckily you were in Huaihua Village this time, and luckily you decided to lead the villagers up the mountain, otherwise the entire Huaihua Village would probably be finished this time... Dashan, you deserve the official position of a seventh-rank cotton magistrate."

Zhao Dashan didn't feel happy, but rather sad: "All the cotton in Qing'an County is gone..."

When he said this, the surrounding villagers also began to grieve.

Not only the cotton is gone, but also the rice fields, the house, the family, everything is gone...

They survived by chance, but had to face even greater misfortune.

“When a person dies, everything is gone. As long as you live, there is hope.” Cheng Wanwan looked at everyone and said, “The land beneath your feet is still here and will never disappear. Once the flood recedes, the imperial court will definitely help you rebuild your homes.”

Her words gave people an inexplicable power. The people of Huaihua Village immediately pulled themselves out of their depressed mood, tried their best to find something to do, and tried to forget these misfortunes...