"An Mingyi?" Ning Hong rushed to An Mingyi's house.
Upon seeing Ning Hongze, Ning Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. "Brother, what brings you here? Why don't you stay and have a meal with us?"
"No need to be polite, brother has already eaten."
His gaze fell on An Mingyi, who was eating. The food wasn't plentiful; the only meat dish was scrambled eggs.
Only An Mingyi can eat these eggs; they're for his health.
After all, he had to go to school and work in the fields, which was quite tiring.
An Mingyi did not enjoy it alone.
He first put some on his mother's plate, then put some on Ning Xiaoyu's plate, and the three of them shared the scrambled eggs sweetly.
Ning Hong saw this and couldn't help but nod. No wonder the female lead was so entangled in her past life; An Mingyi was indeed quite good.
He was exceptionally beautiful, and his only widowed mother was not as unreasonable as Cui Xiao described.
The things he saw suggest that the female lead might also have some issues.
No, the female lead must have a serious problem. If she weren't a problematic person, why would she do something like this?
Xiaoyu never wronged her from beginning to end. It was only because she married Zhang Jing in her previous life and lived a better life than the female lead that she was resented.
What's most hateful is that in her past life, she was the one who schemed against Xiaoyu, causing Xiaoyu to marry Zhang Jing, yet she still held a grudge against her.
What's the logic behind this?
Doesn't she feel even a little bit guilty towards Xiaoyu?
"Big brother, I've finished eating." Sensing that his older brother was waiting for him and seemed to have something to say, An Mingyi quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and put down his chopsticks.
She even wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
Are you going up the mountain today?
"Brother, how did you know?" An Mingyi's face showed a hint of guilt. "I'm so useless. I heard from a friend that a severe drought is coming and there is no food stored at home. I wanted to find something to hide at home."
"This matter is of great importance..."
“Brother, my friend’s brother has his own connections. He told me to store up more grain. When I get back from the mountains, I have to go to the production team leader and tell everyone about this. Even if there is no drought, having more grain is a good thing.”
“You should have told them about this before going up the mountain.” Ning Hong finally understood why so many people had helped him when things were tough for them later – they were grateful that he had spoken up about it.
Without his reminder, many people in their village would have died.
Of course, most people wouldn't take such a thing to heart. At most, they'd stockpile more supplies themselves, but they wouldn't think to tell others, lest they become the target of public criticism if the drought didn't come.
However, An Mingyi spoke without hesitation.
"Big brother is right, I did have selfish motives after all!" An Mingyi blushed immediately after Ning Hongze said that.
He actually wanted to go up the mountain, find more things, and then tell them about it.
"That's not what I meant. It's just that the mountains are dangerous, and I wanted to tell everyone so we could look out for each other." Ning Hong patted An Mingyi on the shoulder.
“Brother is right.” An Mingyi nodded.
An Mingyi told the village secretary about it directly. The village secretary frowned and asked, "An Mingyi, are you sure it's true?"
“I’m not sure,” An Mingyi shook his head. “But it’s always a good thing to store up more food.”
"But……"
The village party secretary was also somewhat apprehensive; this kind of thing could be a big deal or a small one. If he wasn't careful, it would definitely cause panic.
"If Uncle Liu is worried, he can ask some experienced farmers to take a look. They will surely be able to see that something is wrong."
Ning Hong then spoke.
The harvest for this season has already been completed.
If there is a severe drought, they will definitely not have enough food.
It's best to prepare early.
The village secretary told them to go back, but he still needed to discuss things with some of the village's elderly residents.
An Mingyi nodded, indicating his understanding.
However, his family's food reserves were indeed running low, and he still wanted to go into the mountains.
"Don't worry, don't go up the mountain. I'll figure out a way to get the food."
"Big brother, I..."
How could he possibly let his wife's older brother keep helping him?
"Don't be so polite. As long as you treat Xiaoyu well, that's enough. Xiaoyu is my only sister. If you treat Xiaoyu well, she'll be like my own sister."
The original owner's parents died early, and they survived on the help of their uncles and aunts. It has to be said that the two siblings were quite lucky, as they never encountered any really bad family members.
After their parents died, their uncles and aunts took good care of them, even though their aunts and uncles were unwilling.
But seeing how pitiful the two little ones were, even though he kept nagging, he never skimped on what he was supposed to give them.
That's how the two siblings were able to grow up.
Right now, the most important thing is food, not only for Anjia, but also for his uncles and aunts.
In her past life, Xiaoyu was so poor that her uncles and aunts helped her a lot. But later, her uncle's granddaughter starved to death. Ning Hong then took her younger cousin to the deep mountains in search of food, and both of them died in the mountains.
The two bodies were tragically lost.
Without Ning Hongze as a link, the relationship between the uncle and Ning Xiaoyu gradually became distant.
Ning Hong looked up at the sky.
In the azure sky, a dark cloud slowly drifted over, obscuring the entire sky.
It seemed to foreshadow the despair that would befall the Yun Kingdom for the next three years. But he wasn't afraid. His own marketplace was overflowing with food. In each world he visited, he would quietly collect some items and store them in his marketplace, with food being of paramount importance.
Therefore, his system space was filled with grain.
Even if he doesn't have one, he can trade with others. Back then, didn't he sell a wild boar to people from another world?
But how could he get so much grain out? He needed to find a reasonable excuse.
Ning Hong then looked at the land again.
It was already the end of 1958, and the Lunar New Year was just a month away. The drought would only come to light after the New Year.
Their area is similar to northern China. After the heavy snow this year, a severe drought began, and for three years, not a single drop of rain fell. Not even snowmelt.
The river has dried up, and even the deep well water is barely clinging to life.
They struggle to even get water on a regular basis, let alone irrigate the land.
The south has many rivers and abundant rainfall. During the drought, although the days were tough, there were still a few light drizzles.
It's much better than the north.
"System, do you have any drought-resistant seeds?"
Potatoes, sorghum, and wheat are all drought-resistant.
The system said calmly.
"Something even more drought-resistant than these things, ideally something that can survive in the desert without needing water." Three years of severe drought—if such things could survive, so many people wouldn't have died.
"..."
Ning Hong sat in her house, opened the mall, and began searching for seeds within it.
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