Traveling through ancient times to survive

Zhao Chengshan asked sternly: "You are going too far! This is humiliating my son!"

Zhao Chenghe's tone remained unchanged: "I just want some protection."

Zhao Yuanmu was afraid that his youngest son would become like his second son. He was reluctant to let go of the child he had loved since childhood. What the third son said was not without reason. The third room did need protection.

Zhao Yuanmu made the final decision, "That's enough! When Cheng Ge'er comes back next time, I'll ask him to write a letter of guarantee to Lao San, asking him to save more money when he's out there. The family really can't afford it. Don't sell the food for now. Okay, it's settled."

Zhao Chengshan wanted to object, but the old man had already turned around and went back into the house, his back looking a little hunched.

Not knowing that there was a big commotion in the old house, Zhao Chengchuan happily chatted with Li Wu: "Brother Li, are you going out again after this trip?"

Li Wu: "I probably won't be traveling far in the short term. This time when I went out, I did get news that the government has been unstable recently, and several princes have been attacking each other. Your family is right to stock up on food, and I also want to thank Qing girl for telling Heng'er, otherwise I wouldn't have gone out to find out."

"What's there to thank me for? Brother Li will know sooner or later. You can go to the town to buy food and you will know everything clearly."

Li Wu gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "Qing girl has a quick mind and can see the big picture from the small details. If she were a man and could study for the imperial examination, she would definitely have a great future!"

Zhao Chengchuan said proudly: "Qing Ya is amazing now. She is only fourteen years old, but she has taken on the burden of supporting the family. Which man is as capable as her!"

Li Wu was surprised that the country boy was so insightful, while the nobles in the capital did not understand and only used their daughters as tools to seize power. In comparison, he was really unworthy of being a father.

Li Wu blushed and apologized: "It's my fault. I'm narrow-minded."

Zhao Chengchuan waved his hand: "Hey, everyone thinks so. If I hadn't encountered a disaster this time and my eldest daughter hadn't stepped forward, I wouldn't think I was wrong before."

"Let's not talk about this. Recently, there's news in the village that food prices have risen. Is it you who did it, brother?"

"I can't hide it from you, big brother."

Li Wu was used to seeing wealthy families do whatever it took to gain benefits, and it was not unfounded that they would repay kindness with enmity, so he kindly reminded him: "Brother, you are kind-hearted, but I am afraid that others will not appreciate it and will blame you in the future."

"We are all from the same village, so we should help if we can. Whether they appreciate it or not is their business. Anyway, I feel at ease. Even if they want to deal with me, my family will not be a pushover. And it is also for safety. If there is a real shortage of food in the future, and others are starving but my family is well fed, then everyone will come to rob us."

Li Wu saw that Zhao Chengchuan had a plan and was not a good person, so he gave him a thumbs up and praised him: "Brother, you are so smart!"

At the end of September, the weather was getting colder. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhao Deyan shivered from the cold. He crossed his legs and stuffed his hands between his crossed legs to keep warm.

"Dad, this weather is really weird. It's only September and it's so cold. It's not this cold in November in previous years."

Zhao Qing gradually accepted this family. She nodded in agreement: "Dad, I think the weather is too cold. Let's not plant the winter wheat this year. It won't survive if we plant it."

After finally owning their own land, they had only owned it for a few months, but now they were going to leave the land empty. Wang Mei refused to agree: "Hey, you silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Winter wheat is frost-resistant. Can we just stop farming and become hunters?"

Zhao Chengchuan hesitated and did not dare to make a rash decision: "Mei Niang, don't worry, let me think about it. It has never been this cold here in autumn."

Zhao Qing suddenly realized, could there be a cold snap this winter? The more Zhao Qing thought about it, the more he subconsciously felt that this was the truth.

In her previous life, this inexplicable sixth sense helped her avoid deadly dangers many times. Even the last time, she had a premonition that she would not be able to come back, but for the safety of the base, she still took on the mission without hesitation.

But how could the ancients know that a natural disaster would happen half a year in advance? Although she didn’t know the reason, her past life experience made her more convinced of her subconscious warning.

"Dad, the county's nobles started preparing charcoal in the summer. Now the temperature is dropping every day. Maybe we were wrong. This winter may not be a war, but a cold wave. I'm afraid that if we plant it now, the wheat will freeze to death. Not only will the labor be wasted, but also the seeds."

Zhao Dezhang blindly supported: "Big sister is right!"

Zhao Deyan was amused and teased him deliberately: "How old are you? Do you know what I mean? You are right!"

Zhao Dezhang glared at his elder brother: "Humph, elder brother, stop looking down on others. Everyone understands that our family is doing so well now because of elder sister's ability. If I am not smart, can't I follow someone who is capable?"

Yes, Qing girl is a person with great abilities, why do you still doubt? After listening to Zhao Dezhang's childish words, Zhao Chengchuan suddenly realized that maybe there really is a strange person who predicted that this winter will be extremely cold. Looking at the current weather conditions, this possibility is not small.

Zhao Chengchuan made up his mind: "Listen to Qingya, we won't plant winter wheat, the eldest brother will continue to chop wood, Qingya should do the same as usual and hunt to stock up on meat, I will go stock up on some vegetables, Mei Niang, you should make winter clothes and quilts for the whole family before the weather gets too cold, don't be stingy and be reluctant to part with cotton, we have a lot stored in the cellar, use more, don't prepare according to the temperature in previous winters, if there is a cold wave, it will probably be colder than ever before!"

Although Wang Mei was dissatisfied, the family had already made the decision. In accordance with the universal values ​​of the time, Wang Mei, who was used to obeying her husband, had no choice but to obey.

Everyone in the family had made arrangements, except for himself. Zhao Dezhang was unhappy: "Dad, what about me? What should I do?"

"Your mother has a lot of work to do, so you can help with the housework at home, and when you have time, go and accompany Brother Heng next door."

Zhao Chengchuan found the village chief again and said, "Uncle village chief, this damn weather is too abnormally cold. My family is not going to plant winter wheat this year, so as to avoid freezing to death and wasting seeds."

The village chief was surprised: "Ah? You just left the land empty? What if the temperature rises in a few days?"

"Uncle village head, our area belongs to the south. When did the autumn get so cold? Besides, the charcoal factory in the county was working in full swing in the summer. Isn't it said that the imperial court has the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, where people can observe the stars at night to predict good and bad luck? Maybe they have a premonition that this winter will be particularly cold, so the adults are stockpiling food and charcoal."

"Chengchuan has such insight?" The village chief first glanced at Zhao Chengchuan, then pulled his beard and sighed in worry.

"Alas, we are all ordinary farmers. Why is it so difficult for us to live a stable life?"

"Uncle Village Chief, what I just said about the people from the Imperial Observatory was just my guess. You can't tell anyone!"

The village chief glared at him: "How could this old man not even know the seriousness of this!"

Zhao Chengchuan begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, the village chief is the most wise and brave. When he was in his twenties, he led so many tribesmen to successfully escape from the north to the south. He must be knowledgeable. What's that saying? Let me think, oh, I remember it! It's a villain's heart to guess the gentleman's belly!"