Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 106 The difference between men and women
Erya also ran out holding the money jar and looked at him pitifully, "Brother, what should we do?"

Da Ya came out with a dark face, carrying the quilt, "Dad said before leaving that if the flood comes, let us all hide in the ancestral hall on the east side of the village. The foundation there is high and there is a water block at the door. Everyone It’s always better when we get together.”

The ancestral hall is built with blue bricks and can withstand blisters.

Cao Yong made a quick decision, "Go now, bring the food and put everything else on the table."

The situation in Xinghua Village is better. The village is on a high terrain, and it is sloping with the west high and the east low. The water flows to the west.

But the house is fine, but the food is in dire straits.

With moisture and no ground to dry, it only takes two days for the piled wheat straw to become moldy, and a large area of ​​wheat in the field has fallen. Even if the rain stops and they go to the field to harvest, it will be to no avail.

Since there was no place to dry it and it was damp, one can imagine the consequences.

Shen Youxin's worried hair was half white, and the people in the village were crying and shouting.

It rained heavily during the harvest, and God was really blind.

Only Zhou Laidi had Xiao Jiujiu hidden in her heart and was secretly frightened.

She thought, could it be that that girl Shen Qing was able to calculate and know about this natural disaster?
However, I heard that they were hiding in the mountains.

whispering sound!Everyone knew not to go into the mountains when it rained heavily. She thought she was smart!
At this time, by Qinghu Lake, rainwater gathered into the lake from all directions, causing the lake's area to expand again and again.

But there is no need to worry, the lake is also sloping. Once the lake water overflows, it will flow down the mountain, and their location will not be flooded.

When Shen Qing and the others arrived at the hut, Mr. Huo had already lit the fire and let them out of the house where they had stayed for the night. He and Huo Lin lived next door.

Grandma Shen looked at the house and the food piled in the corner, feeling full of security in her heart, and sighed: "Fortunately, fortunately."

Shen Hui closed the door, blocked it with a wooden stick, and closed the window. There was only the light of the stove hole in the room, "Grandma, Qing'er, let's change out of our wet clothes quickly. Don't catch cold." .”

Grandma Shen said quickly: "Yes, you must not get sick at this time. Make some more ginger soup. Did you bring some ginger?"

"Here we go, we have everything we brought." Shen Qing squatted down, rummaged through the basket and found some ginger.

Grandma Shen took it and said, "You two go change your clothes and I'll endure it."

Shen Hui stopped her, "I'll do it. Grandma is old and the one who can't catch cold the most."

Shen Qing stepped in between the two of them and said in a tone that she could not refuse: "Stop arguing, you both go change clothes first, and I will cook." She found a simple chopping board and cut the ginger with a dagger.

There is a small earthen pot on the iron plate on the stove. Just put the ginger in it, add some brown sugar, and cook it for a while.

There is a stove in the house, the temperature is high and it is very dry.The little yellow dog was squatting by the stove, motionless.

Shen Hui changed her clothes, let down her hair, and sat by the stove, drying her hair and preparing ingredients for noon.

"Qing'er, what should we have for lunch?"

"Eat something spicy, get rid of the moisture, and make braised noodles. The ginger soup is ready." She called to the room next to her. Huo Lin heard it and stuck his head out, "What's the matter?"

Grandma Shen sent the ginger soup out, "Drink it while it's hot."

Although the hut next door does not have a stove, you only need to use an old pottery pot, put some red-hot charcoal from the stove here, and place it in the house, and the same thing will happen.

Huo Lin happily took it and retreated into the room.When it rains heavily, hiding indoors is not the most comfortable thing.

Besides, they are not short of supplies for the time being, so there is no need to go out to look for anything.

Shen Hui found a basin and kneaded the dough. There was a bucket in the corner of the room. It was water that had just been brought up from the lake in the morning. It needed to be boiled and allowed to cool before it could be used to make food.

Grandma and grandson have a tacit understanding. Grandma Shen packed up the clothes and found a place to hang them. She opened the window and propped it up with a bucket of small wooden sticks. Outside the window was a dense forest. There was no scenery and there were many mosquitoes. Open the window. It will have to be closed.

Shen Qing stir-fried the sauce and took out a cucumber. The vegetables were just picked yesterday. They were carried on a donkey. How many days can they last?
Add oil to the pot, scramble the eggs first, then add the chopped bacon, stir-fry to release the oil, and finally add soybean paste and water.

She makes a lot of food, and this pot of sauce is enough to last for several days.

Shen Hui was so exhausted from kneading her face that she was sweating profusely. Granny Shen finished her clothes and pushed her aside, "I'll come. You go next door and ask the grandparents to come over for dinner."

"Hey!" Shen Hui put down her sleeves, opened the door, stood on the terrace, and saw the rippling clear lake through the gaps in the trees, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The door of the next door room was open, and Mr. Huo was sitting at the door smoking a cigarette. When he saw her coming, he greeted her with a smile, "Are you ready for dinner?"

"Well, my grandma invites you two over for dinner."

"We won't go over there. Just ask Huo Lin to bring it to us when the meal is ready." There are differences between men and women. In addition, the house is small and they can eat, drink and relieve themselves in the same place. It is inconvenient for them to go there. .

Shen Hui smiled and said: "It's already this time, but you still have to be particular!"

Old Man Huo blew out a smoke ring and said, "It's not about being particular, it's about convenience."

Shen Hui didn't force it and turned around and returned to the hut.

The heavy rain was still falling outside, the sky was gloomy, and there was no sign of stopping. It was as if a mist had formed between the sky and the earth.

Grandma Shen rolled the dough into a circle. After waking up for a while, she rolled it into a long strip, about the thickness of a small finger, which could be put into boiling water.

Everyone was very hungry, and since they had narrowly escaped death, Granny Shen made three pots of noodles and filled two bowls of noodles with a large porcelain bowl. Shen Hui scooped out a spoonful each. After frying the sauce, pick up some cucumber shreds with chopsticks, and the noodles are ready.

She took it out and when she looked up, she saw Huo Lin feeding the donkey, "Xiao Linzi, be back for dinner soon."

"I'll be right away." He looked at the chicken huddled in the cage again, and then ran upstairs.

He took off his poncho, shook the water off his body, and ducked into the east cabin.

A small table was set up in the room. Uncle Huo cut down trees, used an ax to cut them into wooden boards, and then nailed them with wooden wedges to make a simple table.

The benches were no longer needed. They all sat on the floor. It was a wooden floor anyway. It was cleaned and it was quite comfortable to sit on.

Huo Lin held the bowl and ate the noodles with a slurp. One mouthful was only half of the bowl, and he hummed while eating, "Yeah, my sister's cooking is better."

Old Man Huo laughed, "You are so aggrieved after eating the food cooked by grandpa!" Old Man Huo was cooking last night. There were so many spices in the meal, but he didn't put them in, so he cooked multi-grain porridge. It was very watery, which hurt him. I'm not even full, and I didn't eat breakfast because I was in a hurry to go down the mountain. Can I not be hungry?
In the small house on the west side, the Shen family's ancestors and grandson each held a bowl of noodles and sat down to eat.

Shen Qing immersed himself in the delicious food, while Shen Hui picked up the noodles one by one with chopsticks, but her thoughts were far away.

Grandma Shen was holding the bowl and had no appetite.

After Shen Qing finished a bowl of noodles, he looked up and saw their expressions. He knew what they were thinking without asking.

(End of this chapter)