The people of Huojia Village stayed comfortably in the inn. After eating and drinking their fill, everyone went to sleep peacefully.
The Huo family in the greenhouse were not so lucky. They arrived later, and the refugees excluded them and drove them into a corner.
Because it was night time, the porridge distribution time had long passed, and they could only huddle in a corner, enduring hunger.
The original owner's grandmother and her family were also here. They arrived in Liangzhou the day before yesterday.
Along the way, I didn't see my daughter's family. I only heard that her family might have been killed by bandits.
When she heard the news, Zhuang almost fainted.
Only with the comfort of her son and daughter-in-law and the coaxing of her grandchildren did she come out of her grief.
"Mom, it's raining now. When the rain stops, should we return to Banpo Village or continue fleeing the famine?"
Sun Fusheng asked his mother beside him.
My mother must have worked hard fleeing from famine and wandering around.
Although there were ox carts, there were often bandits and local robbers, as well as refugees who were eyeing them covetously. They had to go through 81 difficulties before reaching Liangzhou.
Thinking of those thrilling scenes of escape, he couldn't bear to let his old mother continue to suffer.
Now that it has rained, there's water in the fields and wells, so there's no need to worry about running out of water. When I get back home and work hard, I believe I can still support my family.
Sun Fushou had the same idea as Sun Fusheng. He felt that his old mother was too old to be displaced, so he should return to Banpo Village and farm well. He would always be able to support his family.
So he also looked at his mother, waiting for her answer.
Zhuang Die knew that she was too old to escape the famine, and the bumpy journey had almost cost her her life. She might really have to go back to Banpo Village to farm.
Now that the rain has fallen, there is no need to worry about drought anymore. As long as I work hard, I will always be able to feed my family.
"Let's talk about it after the rain stops!"
Zhuang just gave an ambiguous answer, neither saying to go back nor saying not to go back.
"Okay, we'll all listen to Mom."
Sun Fusheng and Sun Fushou said in unison.
Many refugees in the greenhouse thought the same way. When the rain stopped and the prefect gave them food, they would return to their hometown to farm.
That night, the people and refugees in Liangzhou were very excited. After half a year of drought, it finally rained heavily. From now on, the fields would be moistened by the rain, and the farmers could go back to the fields and grow rice.
It is now the 20th day of the ninth lunar month, and the New Year is just over three months away.
The next day, the rain continued to fall.
After Gao Zhijun got up, the Huo family also got up.
The inn couldn't prepare food for them, so they had to cook it themselves.
Still doing the same thing as before, the woman got up and cooked breakfast.
There were a lot of food prepared in the kitchen, so Mrs. Lu and the others cooked rice soup and made pancakes.
When the villagers got up, they were excited to see the steaming hot breakfast.
Apart from a simple meal yesterday, they hadn't had hot food in a long time.
After eating, the village head asked Gao Zhijun: "Girl, what do you want to do now?"
Gao Zhijun looked at the villagers, who all looked very satisfied, and said, "Everyone, please continue to rest after you've eaten. You've all worked hard during this period. I'll take my herbs to the pharmacy to test the waters and see how much silver I can get. Then, I'll sell them to everyone."
When the villagers heard that Gao Zhijun was going to the pharmacy to ask for prices and sell herbal medicine, they were all very excited. If Miss Gao's could be sold, theirs could also be sold. The thought of earning money soon made them very happy, and at the same time, they were even more grateful to Gao Zhijun.
"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Gao. We are waiting for your good news!"
The villagers said gratefully.
Gao Zhijun looked at the villagers and said, "Let me be frank. I can't guarantee whether I can sell it or not. I can't guarantee whether I can get a good price for it. All I can say is that I will do my best to help you!"
"Miss Gao, we understand! Don't worry, we are not ungrateful people. Everyone has seen how good you have been to us along the way. If anyone speaks ill of you, we will never forgive them."
The villagers of Huojia Village said in unison.
They had never been so united.
Ever since they met Miss Gao while fleeing the famine, everyone had unconsciously become united and no longer had the little thoughts they had in Gaoling Village.
Perhaps facing the dilemma of life and death, they unconsciously put aside those little thoughts and just wanted everyone to stay alive.
Therefore, their mentality has also changed, and they have become people with correct values.
"Okay, estimate how many herbs you have and give me a rough total so I can negotiate a price with the shopkeeper."
At this moment, Gao Zhijun knew that the villagers believed in her, and she was moved and felt that her help to them was not in vain.
It would be disgusting if the people you help are a bunch of ungrateful and ungrateful people.
Huo Jinqian asked the shopkeeper Tong to borrow pen, ink, paper and inkstone to help the villagers register.
After registering, Gao Zhijun asked Manager Tong to borrow a carriage, loaded the herbs she dug and those dug by the Huo family onto the carriage, and took Huo Jinqian and the village head to Renshoutang.
Of course, she still left some herbs that could prevent rat poison, which she made into pills for the villagers to use for prevention.
The carriage arrived at Renshou Hall. Gao Zhijun was carrying a basket with three ginseng plants in it.
After getting off the carriage, he took Huo Jinqian into Renshou Hall, while the village head stayed in the carriage to look after the herbs.
Renshou Hall was deserted, without a single customer.
I don’t know if it was because it rained and people stayed at home, or if it was a year of famine and people couldn’t afford medical treatment.
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