Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

When Huang Changyuan found out, his eyes turned red. He asked his wife to take out the big iron pot at home and directed the women to light the fire, the men to deal with the wild boar, and the girls to pick more wild vegetables from the surrounding woods so that they could have a good big pot meal tonight.

The master and servant ate dinner while watching what was happening over there.

Zhang Wu smiled and said, "Master, I think the people in Dahe Village are really good, especially the village chief. He cares about the villagers wholeheartedly. No wonder everyone respects him."

Song Shiwei rarely agreed: "It's really good. In this year, the whole village can unite as one, and there are more chances to survive."

While the two were talking, Huang Hai trotted over. The big man smiled like a child.

"My two lords, my father asked me to invite you two over so that we can have a meal together tonight."

Zhang Wu looked at Song Shiwei, then at the almost finished meal in his bowl, stood up and replied with a smile: "I won't go this time. My son and I have already eaten. I will definitely eat with everyone next time I have a chance."

Huang Hai noticed that the two were already eating after he finished speaking, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "I came too late, then you must come together next time."

After walking a few steps, he remembered something and quickly ran back, grinning: "Look at me, I almost forgot to tell you, my father said that there are more and more disaster victims along the way, and he is afraid of accidents, so he arranged people to keep watch at night. My father asked the two of you to find a place in the middle when the time comes, so that everyone can take care of each other."

Song Shiwei smiled and nodded: "Village chief is far-sighted. Now that we are all a whole, please assign me to the night watch. Please go back and tell the village chief."

Huang Hai waved his hands repeatedly: "This is not possible. You are the benefactors of our entire village. How can we let you keep watch at night? This is not possible. Absolutely not possible."

"Brother, I don't like what you said. Now that we are traveling together, we have enjoyed the convenience of everyone keeping watch, so naturally we should also contribute. Besides, it's just keeping watch, not killing bandits."

"Well...well, I'll go back and tell my dad."

After Huang Hai left, the master and servant smiled at each other.

While Zhang Wu was washing up with the bowl and chopsticks, Song Shiwei went into his tent, took out a small jar of ice from the space and put it inside, and then took out two bamboo tubes filled with sealed sour plum soup and placed them on the ice. Drinking it chilled would be more refreshing and he did the same in his own tent.

Zhang Wu brought back the bucket from the carriage filled with water. As he entered the tent, he was hit by a cool breeze. He stared at the ice on the ground with eyes wide open in shock. It took him a while to come back to his senses. His eyes moved around quickly and finally he stood there smiling foolishly.

Song Shiwei heard some noise coming from the tent next door, and thought that Zhang Wu would probably come over to ask about it, so he had all the excuses ready. However, after waiting for a long time, no one came. Instead, he heard some rustling noises, and he wondered what that guy was doing.

The night in the wild was exceptionally quiet. The weather was so hot that even the chirping of insects disappeared. Any movement would be infinitely amplified. Song Shiwei, who had excellent hearing, was unable to sleep. He simply got up, tied the curtain of the tent from the inside, turned around and went into the tent. In the constant temperature climate, he slept exceptionally soundly.

After a good sleep, the villagers of Dahe Village had already started preparing breakfast the next morning. Song Shiwei opened the tent and went out. He stretched his limbs while looking at the sky in deep thought.

Zhang Wu came back with a basin of water. "Master, I've boiled some hot water. Do you want to wash up?"

"Row."

Zhang Wu mixed the water and handed the basin to Song Shiwei, then turned around and continued to prepare breakfast.

"Didn't you send a lot of wild vegetables and eggs yesterday? Let's make wild vegetable scrambled eggs and wild vegetable porridge in the morning."

Zhang Wu agreed repeatedly and was prepared to do so. The wild vegetables sent by the villagers would go bad if they were not eaten. In addition, the weather was hot now, and food was getting harder to distribute. It was better to eat them early than to throw them away after they went bad.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching howl came from the forest. It was estimated that it was quite far away, so only Song Shiwei could hear it clearly. Even Zhang Wu could only hear a slight noise.

The two of them immediately stood up and looked into the forest, then looked at each other.

Song Shiwei handed the washcloth to Zhang Wu, frowning slightly: "I'll go take a look, you continue cooking."

"Then Master, please be safe."

Glancing at the villagers who had no idea what was going on, Song Shiwei walked into the woods, left the crowd, and teleported towards the source of the sound.

A young girl in her twenties was being pinned to the ground by two middle-aged men, who slapped her viciously and uttered dirty words. The girl's voice became lower and lower, and there was blood at the corners of her mouth and behind her ears, and her whole face was swollen.

Song Shiwei saw this scene as soon as he came over, and his brows were furrowed. He originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when he saw a man picking up a thick branch from the ground, his face instantly became ugly.

"Since you are unwilling to serve us brothers, then you don't need to keep some of your things, lest they be given to others in the future, hahahaha."

"Brother, you are smart. An orphan girl is so ungrateful. She doesn't even realize what year it is. She is starving to death. Why is she still holding on to her virginity? Since she is so disrespectful, you can't blame us."

Song Shiwei, who was about to leave, stopped suddenly, looked at the two men as if they were dead people, and teleported over with sword in hand. With just two movements, blood spurted out.

The two men still had lewd smiles on their faces until they died. Song Shiwei felt sick and scratched their faces. He also cut off the bells on the crotch of the two men. Then he looked at the girl calmly and said, "The person who bullied you is dead."

The girl didn't move for a long time. After a while, she rolled her eyes stiffly, first looking at Song Shiwei, then her gaze fell on the two men who were deader than dead. Her eyes sparkled and her swollen face was filled with both crying and laughing.

Song Shiwei whispered something ugly and turned away.

"wait wait wait."

The voice was too faint, but Song Shiwei still heard it. He stopped and turned to look at her.

The girl's body was covered with scars, and even simply looking up was extremely difficult for her. However, she still endured the pain and took out a small cloth bag from her chest, wanting to give it to the person who saved her. Unfortunately, she had no strength left, and her arms dropped halfway.

"Thank you...thank you. I have no way to repay you. This...is for you."

Song Shiwei looked into her eyes, which were lifeless. He sighed softly, picked up the sword and went back to the girl. He took the cloth bag from her hand. When he looked up again, the girl had closed her eyes and was lying quietly on the ground.

Song Shiwei looked at the girl deeply, then opened the small cloth bag. Inside was a silver bracelet. The bracelet was a little black, and there was half a black and hard cake under the bracelet, with a few teeth marks left on the cake.

I can’t describe how I feel, I just feel like there’s a breath of foul air in my heart that I can’t get out and it’s very uncomfortable.

Looking at the girl again, Song Shiwei carried her directly into the space, moved a bathtub over, took off the girl's clothes, and then put her into the bathtub. He washed her gently, then brought her a set of clean clothes to put on, and then carried her out of the space.

He took a hoe and dug a hole in the open space next to him. He wrapped the girl in a quilt and put her into the hole. He took out the small cloth bag given by the girl from his arms, threw away the hard steamed bun, and put the silver bracelet on the girl's wrist.