At this moment, she was extremely agitated. Looking at the three unconscious men, Han Luoyu raised her hand and slammed it down hard.
"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out as the eldest son of the Li family, who had been hit, cried out, but the pain was too great, and he fainted again before he could even open his eyes.
When Han Luoyu heard the eldest son of the Li family shout, she was worried that he would wake up. However, when she saw him faint again, she felt relieved and followed the same action as before, giving the other two a stone as well.
After she finished, she checked everything again. Only after confirming that all three men had broken bones in one leg, but that there wasn't much bleeding, did she run away with the stone in her arms.
The stone was still stained with blood, so Han Luoyu didn't dare to throw it away carelessly.
She thought for a moment, then found a secluded corner and hid the stone there.
There were too many people in the village today, and she couldn't possibly carry the stone home. She would take it back after dark.
After doing all this, Han Luoyu finally felt relieved.
When she got home, she saw her older sister surrounded by children, and she ran over to her.
"What were you doing running out there? Look at your face, you're all sweaty. Don't catch a cold in winter, it'll be hard to get better."
Seeing her younger sister come over, Han Luoxue smiled and wiped the sweat from her face.
"I just went out for a walk. Sister, when will the meat be ready? I'm starving!"
Han Luoyu smiled gently; she was no longer the fierce woman she had been when she hit someone.
"We'll have to wait a while, or why don't you eat something else first?"
There are other things at home, but they don't smell as good as meat.
"By the way, go to the basement and get a few watermelons. Everyone's just sitting around anyway, so cut them up and let everyone have a taste."
Han Luoxue said with a smile, and the children clapped their little hands excitedly when they heard there was food. The women cooking around them smiled even more happily, because nothing from Han Laosan's family was bad.
Han Luoyu nodded, then reached out and pinched Han Yuze's ear: "Come on, let's go get the watermelon!"
"Ouch, it's not that I don't want to go, my ears hurt so much!"
Han Yuze shouted exaggeratedly, but Han Luoyu laughed heartily. Where had she used any force? She was just teasing the kid.
The other children followed and ran inside. In no time, they came out of the basement carrying out more than a dozen large watermelons.
They went to the adults to get a knife, washed it thoroughly with water, and then began to cut the melon.
"This watermelon is really sweet!"
As they ate the sweet watermelon, everyone exclaimed in admiration.
"Snow Girl, can we grow these watermelons?" an uncle asked with great interest. For the past six months, they had been growing things with Han Luoxue's family, and they had long since looked down on what they used to grow.
The seeds Han Luoxue obtained have high yields, short growing seasons, and are very easy to manage. Most of the seeds are even quite drought-resistant and don't require frequent watering—this is practically a magic weapon for getting rich!
"this……"
Han Luoxue hesitated for a moment, then began to think about how to grow watermelons, and it seemed that it might actually work.
"It should rain next year, and I feel the famine will be over soon."
An old man looked up at the sky and sighed, "If it weren't for Xue'er, how could our village have gotten through this so easily?"
"Look at other villages, how many children are being sold?"
"That's right, Xue is a great benefactor to our village."
"I knew Xue was a good girl."
Everyone showered them with compliments, munching on sweet watermelon while inhaling the delicious aroma of meat. This was a life even the gods wouldn't trade.
"Alas, who could have imagined that the famine would last for three years?"
An elderly man said, "In the past, there were also bad years, but that only lasted for one year."
His words silenced everyone in the courtyard. Although everyone felt that the famine was about to end, they had thought so too the year before.
I remember the first year, it rained incessantly, for over thirty days in a month, without a single sunny day. Almost all the crops sprouted, and that year's harvest was extremely poor.
However, the villagers are easy to talk to. They can still eat the sprouted grains. The old people in the village also say that this year's harvest is not good, but next year will be normal.
The following year, the weather was indeed favorable, and the crops grew exceptionally well. But who could have imagined that just as the crops were about to ripen, a locust plague struck?
The swarms of locusts swept across the land, leaving not only the nearly ripe crops but also not even a single leaf. Everything around was barren.
Some villagers, feeling sorry for the locusts, ignored the elderly's attempts to stop them and rushed out to try and drive them away. As a result, they were bitten by the locusts, and although they didn't die, they were covered in bites and looked terrible.
The locusts ravaged the land for over half a month, leaving the fields barren by the time they left. The people wept bitterly, and in desperation, could only plant short-harvest vegetables. But for some reason, after the locusts passed, it never rained again.
The villagers couldn't bear to leave the vegetables unattended, so they could only take time to fetch water to irrigate the fields. But how much water could they irrigate by carrying it all by themselves?
The vegetable harvest was low and the vegetables were growing poorly, but they were still edible. Last year, the third year, everyone was hoping for a good harvest, but to everyone's surprise, it didn't rain at all.
Fortunately, their wells were deep and still had water, otherwise even more people would have died.
It's been three years now. If it's still like this next year, I really don't know how ordinary people are supposed to survive.
Some people wanted to flee the famine and go elsewhere to beg for food. However, they heard that the situation was the same all over the country, and given the long distances involved, not many people actually went.
Everyone's hearts warmed up again when they heard the old man say that next year would be a good year.
"Don't worry, next year will definitely have good weather and a bountiful harvest!"
Han Luoxue wasn't exaggerating. When she first transmigrated, something went wrong, and she saw the girl's later life. Although it was only a few years, she knew that things would return to normal next year.
"If Xueya says next year will be blessed with good weather and a bountiful harvest, then next year will definitely be one of them."
The smiles on everyone's faces grew even brighter, but some were a little apprehensive: "Snow Girl, will you still sell us seeds next year? We can give you our harvest, or we can buy them with money. We still want to plant your seeds."
"That's right, Xue girl, whatever you say is suitable to plant, we'll plant it."
"Snowy girl definitely won't abandon us," Aunt Wu said with a smile.
"My farm will be open after the New Year. I will hire some people to help me manage the farm. As for the rest, we'll see. I'll discuss the arrangements for next spring with the village head later."
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