"Because after those seven or eight days, this season's early rice wine has been put into the warehouse."

"But there is no hope for the early rice this year. The insect plague will not go away so quickly, and the late rice will definitely not be grown."

"Then from now on, we will have to wait until the end of June next year to have new rice to replace it. This will take a long time. The grain stored in the warehouse is simply not enough!" Yang Huazhong analyzed.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, Dad. I have already made plans in my mind for what you analyzed."

"As I said before, don't worry about the rice. I will think of a way."

"You and my mother are at home. You should eat and drink when you should. There is no need to save on this or that. By then, you will be so hungry that you will become emaciated and sick!"

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she put a whole crucian carp into Yang Huazhong's bowl.

"Dad, it's time to eat. This fish tastes pretty good. You can try it," she said.

Dad has been staying at the medical clinic in the county for the past few days to help take care of Fu'er. He must have been eating and sleeping poorly, and he is feeling haggard!

Yang Huazhong saw the crucian carp and said hurriedly: "I like to eat fish. You and your mother can eat the fish body."

As he spoke, he directly broke off the fish head from the fish body with chopsticks and pinched the fish body towards Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing protected her bowl and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the thorns will get stuck. I like fish soup mixed with rice."

Yang Huazhong put the fish body on the head of Sun's rice and said, "Then you eat."

Mrs. Sun looked at the big crucian carp in her bowl. The tail of the fish was almost hanging from the bowl to the table.

"Oh, what are you doing for me? I can just eat other dishes. You eat, you eat. Look at you, your face is thin and pointed."

Sun tried to return the fish to Yang Huazhong, but Yang Huazhong refused.

"It's just a fish, you can just eat it. As I said, I only like to eat fish heads, not fish meat." Yang Huazhong said seriously.

Mrs. Sun was startled.

Finally, she had to accept the fish and sat there, eating it in small bites, as if she was eating something that she shouldn't eat.

Yang Huazhong didn't say anything and buried his head in eating.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, she just sat there slowly eating her favorite scrambled eggs, while she kept looking at her parents out of the corner of her eye.

This is how people of this generation express their love.

Who eats fish and doesn’t like fish meat but also likes fish heads?

Dad's lie was so clumsy that even a child could tell it was a lie.

Mom should be able to hear it, hahaha, otherwise, she wouldn't act like a little daughter-in-law. It's interesting.

After the meal was finished, Old Yangtou also came over.

"Third brother, please tell me about Fu'er's situation first. How is the child doing now?" Lao Yangtou asked.

Mentioning this, Yang Huazhong's face became more solemn.

"The high fever kept coming back and forth, and I would have convulsions two or three times a day. When I convulsed, the bits from my mouth would flow out. When I looked at the situation, I thought it was really not good!" he said.

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Old Yang's face turned pale.

"Oh my god, 80% of this can't be cured?" the old man asked.

Yang Huazhong said: "Zhi Xiaozi came to me and told me that there was an insect infestation at home and asked me to come back quickly. I thought at that time that the situation at home must be serious, so I had to take the time to come back and take a look."

"Looking back now, the situation is really not optimistic! Hey!"

On the one hand, the life of the nephew at home is in danger, and on the other hand, the fellow villagers are going to have a famine in the next year.

"Hey, what's going on this year? There have been no shortage of natural and man-made disasters, and nothing good has happened!" Old Yang said.

"Ju'er and Chen Biao had just discussed their marriage, but the father-in-law died and Yongxian also divorced. Our old Yang family is in the worst situation this year..."

Listening to Lao Yang's sighs one after another, everyone fell into a dull silence.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The sky is like a sword, and the people are like fish and meat. In this world, natural and man-made disasters are inevitable, so be calm."

…

Trapped animals sometimes have to fight with each other, let alone primates like humans?

Therefore, even if God is powerful and brings an insect plague, everyone does not sit still and wait for death.

No, Yang Huazhong of Changping Village called the villagers together. They studied over and over again in the main room of Yang Huazhong's house all afternoon and night, and finally figured out several methods.

No matter whether it is useful or not, or how useful it is, you must at least do it and try your best to save the crops.

In the following days, Yang Huazhong led the villagers to dig ridges near the fields and used torches to smoke out the locusts and eggs.

They always choose to do these things in the morning or at night.

There is dew during this time. The dew falls on the wings of the locusts and wets them, making them less agile in leaping and bouncing and making it harder for them to escape easily.

They drove the locusts into the dug trenches, buried them with soil, and covered them with a layer of plant ash.

While the men are busy doing this, the women and children at home are not idle either.

Women go to the mountains in small groups to dig all kinds of wild vegetables and seal them back. Children are also brought with them, so that they have more hands and more strength.

Now is the time of drought. Many people have almost run out of last year's rice and are waiting for this new rice to come out.

As a result, new rice could not be produced, so the days suddenly became tight.

As more insect eggs hatch, the originally green vegetable garden begins to suffer.

There are fewer and fewer laughter in the village, and more and more complaints and worries.

In the face of the great famine, the faces and hearts of various people were exposed bit by bit.

In the vegetable garden, it is common to see a few cucumbers or a handful of cowpeas missing.

The eggs in someone's henhouse were stolen, and then someone was caught, and then they started to confront and curse, and in the end the curses reached eighteen generations of ancestors...

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing accompanied Sun to wash clothes by the pond, and Xiaoqin also came over to wash clothes.

"Sister-in-law Xiaoqin, come to our place to wash. We are almost done."

Yang Ruoqing waved to Xiao Qinna and shouted.

Xiaoqin came over with a laundry basin and bucket, and Yang Ruoqing saw at a glance that her eyes were red and swollen like walnuts.

"What's wrong with you? Have you cried?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaoqin shook her head, "There is sand in my eyes."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Who are you lying to? Do you think I'm blind?"

Xiaoqin remained silent.

Mrs. Sun also glanced at Xiaoqin and said in a low voice: "Did your father-in-law scold you again?"

"Eunuch?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised, "When did Wangfu return to the village?"

Sun said: "I returned to the village the day before yesterday."

"Ah? Why don't I know?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Sun said: "Ask Xiaoqin."

Yang Ruoqing then looked at Xiaoqin: "After your father-in-law was released from the quarry, didn't he always say that he found a job carrying big bags at the dock in Wanghai County? Why are you back again? You should be happy soon
Chapter completed!