After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Dasen didn't see Xiang Renyong's disgusted and contemptuous eyes, and continued to talk about the situation in their village.

After the big well was dug, everyone had water to drink and began to worry about how to grow food.

Lu Li is gathering all the veterans who know how to farm to figure out a solution.

As a result, people whose fields are fertile and whose harvests are good say they can grow better than the old-timers, insist on using their methods.

Now everyone looks at who can grow well, and listens to whoever grows more. After all, no one has much food.

What this person said made sense. The old masters were all honest and honest. After hearing this, I agreed with what he said.

After several days of trying, none of the man's seeds came out, which made Lu Lizheng very angry.

In the end, we let the old masters figure out a way. After the old masters figured out the planting method, the whole village followed suit.

Food was slowly grown, and their lives began to turn upside down day and night.

But before the harvest, there was a heavy rain.

When everyone saw the heavy rain, they laughed like crazy, thinking that the disaster was finally over.

They all thought that after the heavy rain passed, they would start planting more food and return to their previous lives.

Unexpectedly, the rain came down so quickly that the house was flooded.

Everyone looked panicked and quickly piled things high.

Those who have an attic at home will move it there, and children will also put it there.

From severe drought to floods, they have gone from happy to sad.

Everything is messed up.

Someone starts getting sick and then dies.

There was a barefoot doctor in the village. After diagnosis and treatment, he said it was cholera. He had no way to cure it and could only follow God's will.

Everyone panicked and ran to ask Lu Lizheng what to do?

Lu Lizheng knew the horror of cholera, and he also knew that people should be burned, but how could they be burned when everyone was still alive.

The families of those patients would not agree, and if he wanted to burn the living people, he could not do that cruelty.

While they were hesitating and suffering, some people recovered from their illness.

When Doctor Barefoot diagnosed and treated them again, he said, "I made the wrong diagnosis. It wasn't cholera before. It was just that the weather changed too quickly and I felt sick in my stomach."

These words made everyone angry and laughing, and almost beat the barefoot doctor to death.

Xiang Renyong was dumbfounded when he heard this.

No, you are all so naive.

And you, how did you tell me these words so openly and without even a second thought?

There are really such stupid people, telling an outsider what happened in the village.

Xiang Renyong frowned: "How do you deal with the dead people?"

"Buried it." Omori said embarrassedly, "Their family didn't want to burn it, so they had to bury it."

Xiang Renyong understood and sighed softly: "What happened next?"

Omori looked unhappy: "After all this fuss, we suddenly discovered that the sun seemed to have no temperature and our clothes couldn't be dried..."

Xiang Renyong followed Da Sen's gaze and landed on him, then on Da Zhuang.

Understand, the sun has no temperature, clothes cannot be washed and dried, and then they are not washed and continue to be worn.

The clothes you wear all the time should be more comfortable than wet clothes.

Xiang Renyong frowned, even a little helplessly: "The sun can't dry clothes, so haven't you ever thought of using fire to dry clothes?"

That's why these people's clothes are dirty and torn, like beggars. It turns out there is another reason for this.

Da Zhuang answered quickly: "Yes, but you have to use more firewood sparingly. What is being roasted is the clothes of women and children. It doesn't matter if our men's clothes are dirty."

The other party had already mentioned this. What else could Xiang Renyong say? He shook his head lightly and said, "As long as you are happy."

Da Zhuang took over and told the story of their village.

It was also at this time that the remaining villagers from the nearby small village came to join them in Lujia Village. After Lu Lizheng asked a few words, he accepted them all.

Xiang Renyong was slightly surprised and then said: "They have all taken refuge in your Lujiacun?"

A proud smile appeared on Da Zhuang's face: "Yes, they have all taken refuge in us. They think our village can protect them."

Xiang Renyong's heart changed, his eyes fell on the villagers, his chin slightly nodded: "Are they all here?"

"That's not true." Da Zhuang replied, "Some came, and the rest are in the village."

Xiang Renyong got the answer he wanted, and the smile on his face deepened: "You have done a good job in distribution."

Da Sen and Da Zhuang are very proud. Of course, they are very smart and their distribution is reasonable. They will not bully those people.

Xiang Renyong's smile became more sincere. The people who had taken refuge in Lujiacun were still alive.

That means it didn't become food rations.

It seems that this Lu Lizheng is also a kind-hearted person.

Omori went on to say that after the event of the sun losing its temperature, it went directly from the hottest summer to the coldest winter.

Many people froze to death overnight.

The next day's frost killed another one or two hundred people in the village.

Most of the people who survived were lucky enough to survive because it snowed so heavily, and they were so cold that they closed the doors and windows and burned firewood in the house.

Xiang Renyong nodded in agreement.

Yes, if they didn't have Xiaoqi's foreknowledge and the freezing frost suddenly came, they wouldn't be able to resist it, and they would only be frozen to death.

Liuya also said that many people in the Xilin Kingdom froze to death, and because there was no food, the survivors would come to the East Chu Kingdom to rob their Ping An Town.

Da Sen quickly glanced at Xiang Renyong: "We are also out of food. We really have no choice, so we went out in such a heavy snowstorm to see if we could borrow some food."

Da Zhuang said angrily: "Although it is difficult, at this time, what else can I do besides this?"

No matter how stupid he was, he would never talk about grabbing food in front of Xiang Renyong.

He had had this idea before meeting Xiang Renyong.

But now, he is gone.

In fact, there are more than a hundred people like Xiang Renyong, and everyone is brave and strong. At first glance, they look like they are well-fed.

How could people like them, who could be knocked down by a strong wind, hit the passing pestle like an iron rod?

If they can't beat them, they will have no choice but to suffer miserably. I hope Xiang Renyong and others will lend a helping hand to them when they see that they are in so many dangers.

Don’t ask for much, even if it’s just one ration for each person.

Xiang Renyong suddenly sighed: "Who can say otherwise? The temperature suddenly dropped in the middle of the night, which would freeze people to death."

Da Sen and Da Zhuang's hearts trembled, and they smiled and nodded in agreement with what he said.

Xiang Renyong added: "You don't know that those people who were frozen into ice sculptures were broken into pieces when they fell down. They didn't even have a complete body. They looked extremely pitiful."

Dasen and Dazhuang looked at each other, and it was true. When they were carrying the ice sculpture corpses, the corpses were broken into pieces.

There was sadness in Xiang Renyong's eyes: "When the frost comes into the house, whether it's on the ground or the roof, there are ice cubes all over it, one by one. It's scary to look at."

Dasen and Dazhuang were silent.

I thought Xiangjiacun was better than them, but I didn't expect that Xiangjiacun encountered the same crisis as them.

The story about the Jing Ping Empress and the Little Seventh Fairy is a lie.

What should I do?