All the silt from Zhoujiaqiao was shoveled into one place.
The ground was full of traces of floods. The grass had fallen to the ground, covered with mud and water, and there was still some water in the ground.
The overshoes squeaked and swayed, and the mud they brought up got on my legs, which I had to wash when I got home.
This is the bad thing about the countryside. When it rains, the roads become very muddy. Not only is it difficult to walk on, but it also makes you dirty.
Hua Wanchi saw many people walking around and observing, and they seemed to be sent by their superiors.
"Dad—Aunt Qian!"
Zhou Yujiao shouted from the doorstep. Hua Wanchi looked over and saw a line of mud on the wall, the lower part was slightly wetter than the upper part.
She compared herself and estimated that the water was as high as her thigh.
When Old Man Zhou heard his eldest daughter's voice, he responded and walked out.
"Yujiao, why are you here? Xu Guo is drinking tea in the room, come in too."
Hua Wanchi looked up at his grandfather and called out, "Grandpa."
When she was a baby, she didn't have a very good impression of her grandfather. However, Dafang Village was very close to Zhoujiaqiao, so she often met Old Man Zhou. In fact, Old Man Zhou treated her very well.
Sometimes I would pick some vegetables and fruits for her to take home.
Although the old man favors boys over girls, he is surprisingly nice to his granddaughter.
This made Hua Wanchi feel somewhat guilty. After all, she had always condemned people like Old Man Zhou in her heart.
During the Chinese New Year, Zhou Baozhen brought back a goldfish necklace from Old Zhou's house, saying that it was made by Old Zhou for Hua Wanchi.
Hua Wanchi held the necklace with somewhat complicated emotions.
So, she didn't feel comfortable to be cold to her grandfather, so she had to call him. After she called him, the wrinkles on Old Man Zhou's face showed signs of laughter.
"Oh, you're late. Grandpa made some sugar water for you."
Second aunt brought the sugar water to Hua Wanchi's hands, and said politely, "Chichi, drink the sugar water."
Hua Wanchi certainly wouldn't refuse someone's kindness, so he picked it up and sipped it.
Sweet soup is not a rare thing for her, but if she uses sweet soup to entertain guests at someone else's house, she would be very generous.
The sweet taste is quite delicious if you savor it slowly.
Zhou Yujiao: "Dad, has the food at home been soaked? I was worried that you would have nothing to eat, so I brought some rice."
Two bags of rice, weighing about 200 kilograms, were not convenient to carry over, so Wan Qingliu pulled them over on a tricycle.
Zhou Yujiao went out first. During this time, she talked with Old Man Zhou for a while. The squeaking sound of a tricycle could be heard outside.
"Xu Guo, come out and help!" Zhou Yujiao shouted.
Actually, the food stored in Old Man Zhou’s house was really soaked.
All that was left was the rice jar. Although it was still full after new rice was poured in a few days ago, it wouldn't last long.
The whole family plans to spend money to buy some rice.
Ever since grain seeds mutated and grain yields increased, rice is no longer so difficult to buy, at least locally.
The farmers just grow their own grain and share it with the team, and no one is willing to spend this money in vain.
But now that this accident has happened, there is nothing I can do. I can only go and buy something. I can't starve to death. Fortunately, the money at home is enough to support me until the autumn harvest.
Zhou Yujiao's action really solved the urgent problem.
Two hundred kilograms of rice was not a lot, just four large sacks. Hua Xuguo and several of his brothers-in-law each carried one and carried them into the house.
Old Mrs. Qian had no choice but to put on a smile and said gratefully, "Oh, it's really thanks to you that our family wouldn't have really suffered from famine."
Zhou Yujiao smiled politely: "It's my duty. As a daughter, I can't just watch my father starve to death."
Wan Qingliu walked over, looked at the scene around him, and said with regret: "So many fields have been flooded, so much food has been wasted. I wonder how many households in your village have had their stored food flooded."
Old Man Zhou sighed and continued, "That's right. We're unlucky to be caught in the middle of a flood like this. Yesterday I asked around, and eighty to ninety percent of the families had run out of food."
Hua Wanchi pondered in his heart and communicated with his ancestors through his heart.
"Grandfather, how about I secretly replace their spoiled grain with good ones?"
It's not a big disaster that the flood caused. As for the soaked fields and crops, everyone can still cope with it. After all, there were bumper harvests in the past few years, so there is no shortage of food.
Therefore, there was no need for Hua Wanchi to cheat and secretly help the villagers affected by the disaster. However, now that she had the opportunity to gain merit, she certainly didn't want to miss it.
After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
The old ancestor said: "As you wish."
If the warehouse could be counted, the amount of food stored inside would definitely be an astronomical figure. For Hua Wanchi, food is almost equivalent to zero cost.
Hua Wanchi was a little shy when doing this. It was not like she had been wronged before, but this was the first time she had done such a big wrong.
"Hehe, but it's all for merit." It's not a bad thing to be a kind-hearted enemy. It doesn't cost much anyway.
The next morning, something extraordinary happened in all the villages that had been flooded.
The villagers ran out of their homes, looked at each other, and after some indirect questions, they found that other people in the village had the same experience as their family.
This is really strange—the gods have appeared!
"The gods replaced all the spoiled grain with new food!"
“God has shown His power!”
Although it was advocated to break feudal superstitions after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this incident happened anyway, and even those who did not believe in gods had to believe it.
This incident became a strange thing and even spread to the city. The higher-ups sent people to investigate. However, just like the inexplicably mutated seeds in Dafang Village, after much investigation, the only explanation was non-scientific factors.
The leader also became curious. Even if it was a god appearing, the people have suffered a lot over the years since ancient times. Why did he appear at this moment?
Besides, he did nothing else but replace the people's food that was spoiled by water with good food.
However, since it was a good thing and did not cause any bad impact, no one investigated it further.
Now that the flood has receded, everyone is rushing to plant a new round of crops, such as mung beans, sweet potatoes and taro. While there is plenty of moisture in the soil, they are also planting water spinach and Chinese cabbage.
If we plant some more rice in the fields, we will have food on the table again in a few months.
Hua Wanchi rubbed his hands and prepared to check his merit points.
There are at least hundreds of people in a village, and there are at least a dozen or twenty villages upstream and downstream of the river. Even if one person has a little merit, wouldn't it be thousands of points?
A few years ago, when the ancestor had not yet awakened, the upper limit of merit points calculated at a single time was 100, but now that the ancestor has awakened, the upper limit has been raised.
Hua Wanchi felt that it might be possible to increase it to the upper limit.
When I clicked on the settlement screen, there were only two messages on it.
[Merit Points +1000]
[Thanks +500]
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