Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

Early in the morning, Su Muyao was still asleep when she heard someone howling in her yard.

He sat up immediately and said, "I knew these old women were going to disturb my sweet baby."

Wang Taoxiu was so angry when she saw her daughter woke up.

The old women in the village thought that the well at the village chief's house had no water, so they came to the well at the Su family to fetch water before dawn.

But everyone in the village came to fetch two buckets of water, and just now the water in the well was empty.

"Mom, I don't want to sleep anymore and I have to put on my clothes."

"Dress your baby properly."

When Su Muyao came out after putting on her clothes, she saw several old ladies from the village crying in the yard.

"There's no water in this well. There's no water. God won't let us live anymore."

There was a young man next to her, who pulled the old lady and said, "Mom, please speak a little more quietly, we are in someone else's yard."

"Wow, I can't help it. This is no way out."

Another old lady also started to babble.

"Every household doesn't have enough money to dig a well. Even if everyone works together to dig a well, they won't be able to get enough water for two days. What can we do?"

At this time, the old village chief also walked towards the Su family, thinking about what old man Su said yesterday.

He also brought his three sons with him, planning to go to the mountain to investigate first, and then take the villagers to start digging if they were sure.

Having no water is more terrible than having no food.

"Wow, I hope everyone in our Taoliu Village will not be like Mrs. Wang, starving to death one after another."

"It's so painful to starve to death. I might as well just find a crooked tree and hang myself."

There was a lot of noise in the yard, with a few old women arguing with each other about how to die.

As soon as the old village chief arrived, he heard these people saying they were starving to death.

I was so angry that my hands were shaking.

"Then die early and be reborn early. Those who die of starvation first can still have a coffin, but those who die of starvation later can just be rolled up in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave."

When these people, who were already sensitive, heard the village chief's words, many of them panicked.

Several elderly people started crying when they saw the village chief. "We in Taoliu Village have never done anything bad. Why does God punish us like this? It's really a sin..."

"Everyone be quiet," the old village chief raised his voice while standing in the crowd.

"I don't know if God is heartless, but we give ourselves the chance to survive."

Then the old village chief had figured it out last night. The wild fruits and vegetables, as well as some pheasants and rabbits on the mountain were all alive and well, which meant that there must be a water source on the mountain.

So what Old Man Su said is still true, and now Taoliu Village can only hold on to this hope.

"Every household still has some water now. Let me and my younger brother from the Su family go to the mountain to see if there are other water sources. Everyone should do what they need to do and don't make a fuss in front of the old Su family."

Although the Su family said there is water on the mountain, it has not been verified yet so it is better not to reveal too much for the time being. Otherwise, little Fubao might be put in the spotlight.

The old village chief had been the village chief for more than 30 years and still had great prestige in the village. After hearing what he said, the villagers slowly came out of their panic.

Yes, what if they find water? These people who keep saying death are actually the most afraid.

People left one after another.

After everyone left, Old Man Su and the village chief waited in the main room for Su Muyao to finish washing up so that they could go to the mountain together.

She didn't even have time to eat breakfast. Old Man Su stuffed two boiled eggs into her arms, and then he carried Su Muyao and followed the old village chief up the mountain.

The youngest son of the old village chief looked up at the sky and saw a few white clouds floating in the sky. He asked his father, "Dad, the clouds are so high in the sky. Is it going to rain?"

For a moment, everyone looked up and saw that there were indeed a few scattered white clouds floating in the sky, appearing very high.

After watching for a while, the old village chief sighed.

"Based on my many years of farming experience, it should be sunny again today, and it may be the same in the next few days."

"But the book says that when the clouds get higher, it will rain. Doesn't the book at home say the same thing?"

The village chief's youngest son acted very seriously, saying that either what was written in the book was wrong, or his father had remembered it wrong.

"You silly boy, go home and take a good look, you can't learn anything."

"You fool, you only learned half of it."

Not only did the old village chief scold me, but my two brothers also criticized me one after another, and my face turned red with shame.

In a short while, the group arrived at the valley of the mountain that the wolf cub mentioned.

As soon as you walk in, you will feel the cool breeze blowing over you, making you feel refreshed.

Old Man Su took big strides forward. When he saw water slowly seeping out from the middle of the stone wall, he became extremely excited.

The most important thing is that the pool below is full of water.

"There really is water. Oh my God! Taoliu Village is finally saved. It's saved!"

It wasn't just Old Man Su who was excited. The village chief was also shaking with excitement.

"There was no shortage of water before, so no one noticed it. Fortunately, we have our little Fubao, otherwise at least half of the people would have died this year."

Who doesn’t know this? As long as there is no water or people are fleeing famine, there are basically few people who can really survive.

When Old Man Su heard this, he waved his hands and said, "Our village is blessed."

The village chief's three sons came forward with shovels and started digging without saying a word.

As soon as a small hole was dug, a clear spring gushed out from the ground.

The group drank happily.

"If we can bring this water down the mountain, the rice will be saved."

The old village chief counted on his fingers and calculated according to the normal season, now should be the filling and maturity period.

But because the drought has lasted for too long, the rice in the village seems to be wilting and showing no signs of growing anymore.

Now is the time when water is needed in large quantities, and it is better to divert water down the mountain as soon as possible, especially since the village has no water supply.

But now the water source is too far away from the foot of the mountain. It takes an hour to go back and forth. Even if people are treated like animals, it is impossible to irrigate all the rice fields within a few days. This matter is still a bit tricky.

The old village chief took two puffs of his pipe and thought about digging out everything here.

There is no need to worry about water, but how to irrigate the land is a troublesome matter!

"Grandpa Village Chief," Su Muyao called out, and the old village chief immediately looked at the little kid with shining eyes.

He knew that this little lucky star was the most capable, and he must have some ideas in mind when he asked him to do something at this time.

"Be good, speak up. The village chief is listening."

"Grandpa Village Chief, why don't we just dig down from the mountain and make a ditch to the bottom of the mountain and lead it to the fields..."

The old village chief had thought about this, but the journey was so long that it was even longer than the flood-control dam.

How long will it take to dig it up in the village?

Then I heard Naituanzi continue to say: "Although ten miles sounds very far and it takes half an hour to walk, in fact, as long as you divide the ten miles into countless small sections and each person is responsible for a small section, it will not be a difficult task."

"And we're not the only villagers digging!"