The next day, Cheng Yue got up and went out of the house. She looked up at the sky and saw that the morning star and Sirius were shining as brightly as ever. It seemed that it wouldn't rain today.
Cheng Yue felt a little relieved; she was also afraid of disaster.
If it doesn't rain, we fear drought; if it rains, we fear floods.
After all, this is ancient times, not China. If a disaster really breaks out, the government won't care at all.
Even if the person in charge had the people's well-being at heart, he couldn't withstand the layers of exploitation by corrupt officials. How much of the relief grain and disaster relief funds actually reached the people?
She has a space, so her family won't starve, but along with the disaster comes epidemics and even war. Even if she has food, how good can things be?
Whether we can hold on is another matter; it's always better to live in peace and prosperity!
Cheng Yue sighed for a moment, and as soon as she stepped into the kitchen, she heard Chen Lin's voice, "Uncle Big Head, the oxcart is already washed, we don't need it."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yue casually took five large steamed buns from her spatial storage and a small bag of coarse flour, then turned and left the kitchen.
Seeing that the oxcart was all clean, Zhao Datou said anxiously, "Then I'll go cut some grass for the ox!"
Cheng Yue and his group used this oxcart for their business, and it was covered in blood and mud. He felt really bad about it. If he hadn't been tied up last night, he would have cleaned it up that very night.
When I arrived in the morning and saw that the cart was clean, I felt even more embarrassed and immediately prepared to go home, carry a basket, and go cut grass.
This is what he should do. How can he ask someone else to clean his things after using them?
Even if the oxcart wasn't washed, we'll have to do something else to make up for it!
Cheng Yue quickly stopped him, "Big Head, Uncle Hunchback is still sick. If you come out, who will look after him? Hurry home and take care of your father. You don't need to worry about anything!"
Hearing the commotion, Chen An came out as well. When Zhao Datou saw them all come out, he slapped his forehead, realizing he had come to return the money. How could he have almost forgotten!
She quickly pulled the money out of her clothes, embarrassed, and said, "Brother Chen An, Sister-in-law Cheng Yue, this, this is fifty coins. Please take it first, and I'll pay you back the remaining fifty coins slowly..."
Chen An and Cheng Yue didn't accept the money, but instead asked, "The village contributed money, did you pay it all back?"
Zhao Datou scratched his hands, even more embarrassed, "No, I haven't paid you back. I'm out of money at home, so I can only take out this much to pay you back first, and I'll pay back the rest slowly."
Yesterday, Cheng Yue received the most money; she gave him 100 coins directly. Not only did she give him money, but she also lent him her oxcart. He should repay Cheng Yue first, no matter what.
The doctor said yesterday that it was fortunate that he came in time, otherwise his father would have been in danger. He was a bachelor with only his father left, and if something happened to his father, he wouldn't have lived.
If Cheng Yue hadn't lent him the oxcart, his father wouldn't have survived.
The cow is a valuable asset to the family, and not just anyone can be so generous as to lend it out so easily.
Chen An pushed Zhao Datou's hand back, "Datou, you don't need to return ours either. Uncle Luoguo's treatment is the priority."
We live in the same village, so helping each other out is nothing. After all, everyone encounters trouble sometimes.
If they are in trouble, the villagers will lend a helping hand.
Cheng Yue handed over what she was holding, saying, "Da Tou, take this food. Uncle Luo Guo is injured, so he needs to eat well to recover quickly."
The houses had all collapsed, so they definitely couldn't get any food out. This little bit of food was nothing special to them, but it could be a lifesaver for Zhao Datou and his son.
Looking at the plump, white steamed buns and the bag of grain, Zhao Datou was so moved that he burst into tears.
"Thank you, Brother Chen An, thank you, Sister-in-law Cheng Yue! I... I don't know how to repay you. From now on, I'll do all the work in the fields for you!"
He wanted to refuse the food, but he couldn't. He could go without eating, but his father was in such a state that he wouldn't get better if he didn't eat properly.
Farmers don't make fancy promises; they only speak the most practical things. The land is their lifeline.
"Okay! Big Head, you go home and take care of Uncle Hunchback first, we'll talk about it when you're better!"
Chen An didn't explicitly refuse, after all, it was a well-intentioned offer; if he had to refuse, Zhao Datou would feel even more uneasy.
Zhao Datou wiped away his tears, thanked Cheng Yue and the others profusely, and then went down the mountain.
As soon as they arrived at their doorstep, a group of villagers surrounded them.
"Big Head, we don't have anything good to offer, just lots of vegetables. Here, take this. If you finish these, go to your aunt's house to pick some more!"
"Big Head, here's five pounds of sweet potato flour. You guys take it and eat it first. Stir it into a paste so your dad can digest it better."
"Big Head, take good care of your dad, he'll definitely get better, don't worry! If you need anything, just let us know and we'll come help!"
The villagers, some carrying vegetables, others carrying grain, spoke words of concern.
Zhao Datou's tears hadn't dried yet, and now his eyes were wet again. "Thank you everyone, thank you uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters-in-law!"
Normally you might not notice anything special, but when you encounter difficulties, the villagers are always the most helpful.
Zhao Datou kept a good memory of all the families who contributed money and grain this time, and he would repay the favors slowly.
"We're all from the same village, no need to be so polite! Big Head, hurry up and cook, we'll be leaving now!"
They also needed to deliver some things to Qiufen and her four daughters. No matter how bad Erlaizi was, it had nothing to do with his wife and children.
The mother and her three daughters were staying at the Zhao family's house. What good were the few dozen coins that Erlaizi had? If they didn't bring something with them, the Zhao family would be under a lot of pressure.
On the mountain, Cheng Yue and Chen An were discussing sending some food to Wang Qiufen when three little heads popped in through the door.
Chen Tong turned her head and saw it just then. She quickly smiled and invited them in: "Eldest sister, second sister, third sister, please come in and sit down."
Liu Danu is nine years old this year, a few months older than Chen Tong. Liu Ernu and Liu Sannu are seven and six years old respectively.
"Uncle Chen, Aunt Cheng, thank you so much! My mother would be gone if it weren't for you. We will repay you by working like cattle and horses from now on..."
The three girls looked timid and handed over the basket, about to kneel down and kowtow.
They all knew that Cheng Yue was in business and was now the richest person in the village. Even Chen Tong and Chen Ning's old clothes were much better than their new clothes.
They came to express their gratitude, but apart from a basket of dried vegetables, they couldn't even bring an egg. They wondered if Cheng Yue and the others would think they weren't sincere enough.
"Get up, get up! You're just a kid, don't kneel down all the time."
Cheng Yue, Chen Tong, and Chen Ning stopped the three sisters, making it sound much more serious than "working like slaves." It was just a small favor.
Everyone in the village helped, and they all deserved more credit than she did. All she did was borrow an oxcart; how could she accept such a grand gesture?
The three sisters thanked her profusely with teary eyes, saying, "Aunt Cheng, once our clothes are dry, we'll return them to you, wash them clean, and bring them up to you."
Cheng Yue smiled and said, "No need, it's yours now, just wear it without worry."
It's just a set of clothes, and they're old ones at that. There's no reason to ask for them back once they've been given away.
These three sisters are even thinner than Chen Tong and Chen Ning before they left home. Their clothes were already tattered yesterday, and it was heartbreaking to see them like that.
Of the whole family, only Erlaizi is dressed decently; such a scoundrel would be better off dead sooner.
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