Chapter 290 The rainstorm passes by

   On the other side, a large number of refugees also appeared on the mountains near Zhuangzi, but for the safety of Zhuangzi's sweet potatoes, cattle and sheep, Manager Liu transferred another group of people to protect Zhuangzi.

   That afternoon, Tian Jingzhong took a team of officers and soldiers up the mountain with knives, axes and saws. According to Zhou Ying's advice, he asked the refugees to act in accordance with the law, otherwise they would be executed directly.

  With the forced intervention of officers and soldiers, even if the refugees complained, they still listened obediently.

  After half a month, the periphery of Qishan Mountain has changed a lot. No matter how tall the trees are, all the trees have been trimmed and only the canopy is left. The overall appearance of the mountain is bald.

   And Zhou Ying also took the opportunity to spend money to buy a batch of firewood, which was stored in the courtyard, and even built a firewood shed in the backyard with large branches.

   On this day, Zhou Ying had just finished watering the sweet potato field, when a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the black clouds quickly ran from the northeast to the southwest.

  In an instant, dust and sand flew all over the sky, and the sky was dark for a while, but everyone in the village went crazy with joy.

  Because the old people in the village firmly believe that the wind comes before the rain.

   Sure enough, about a quarter of an hour later, the raindrops the size of peanuts fell down with a crackle, and you could feel pain when they hit your body. The ones that were hit by the wind and hit the window, even hit a hole.

   But the village was full of jubilation, even mixed with cries of joy.

   But soon it rained, and the rain only suppressed the dust on the ground, and no water flow was formed.

  In an instant, the cries of the village became one.

   Zhou Ying sighed and said: "It seems that this drought will not pass for a while."

After   , he looked down and saw that his clothes were covered with yellow dust, and when he touched his face again, the sand and dust blew all over his face, so he had to plug in the door and take a shower in the space.

   Next, people became more depressed, and they became more attentive to serve the only food, sweet potatoes.

   Another half month has passed. The sweet potatoes have grown and started to protrude from the ground, and cracks have appeared on the ground. There is really no food at home.

The victims of    also began to make up the idea of ​​sweet potatoes. After the village chief found out that something was wrong, he immediately asked Tian Jingzhong for help.

   After all, whether you want to be hungry in the future can all point to these sweet potatoes.

  Tian Jingzhong couldn't really suppress it for a while, so he had to transfer all the officers and soldiers, and selected some people from the refugees who knew some martial arts to guard the sweet potatoes in the village.

   At noon that day, Zhou Ying had just mixed a jelly, when she suddenly heard someone in the courtyard say, "It's better to come early than to come here, you can smell the fragrance from a distance."

   Zhou Ying was stunned for a moment, she heard Zhou Huaiming's voice, she hurriedly put down the jelly and walked out, and she saw Zhou Huaiming and shopkeeper Liu walking in.

   stepped forward and greeted him for two steps: "When did Brother Zhou come here?"

   "Last night, I came to see you just after a good night's sleep." Zhou Huaiming said with a smile.

   Zhou Ying thought, you are probably here for the food. Thinking of this, she asked directly: "What do you want to eat at noon, I'll do it right away."

   "This year, I don't have the qualifications to choose, you can do it as you see fit, as long as you can fill your stomach."

   "That's fine, you all sit in the house first, and I'll be back when I go." After Zhou Ying finished speaking, she returned to the kitchen.

   In addition to the cold jelly, she made a stir-fried bacon with green garlic sprouts, a cold salad with hemp lettuce, and finally a few steamed buns with black noodles.

After entering the house, Zhou Huaiming looked at the food on the table and said, "Brother and sister, it's okay, it's not easy to make three dishes this year."

   "You finally came here once, I have to treat you well." Zhou Ying said here, handed them the table and chopsticks and asked, "How long can Brother Zhou stay here this time?"

   (end of this chapter)

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