The year turned around and we came to 1927.

A drought comes quietly in late spring and early summer.

The drought in Bailuyuan is actually not surprising.

Because this kind of thing happens almost every year in the original land, whether minor or serious, the price of flooded land is several times more expensive than dry land.

But in previous years, droughts occurred in May, June, July, and March. When the autumn rains continue in August, the drought will end.

But this year's drought started in April.

Because the drought came early, the wheat did not have time to fill, so the yield was greatly reduced.

In previous years, more than 100 kilograms of wheat could fall from one acre of land, but this year it was less than half of that in previous years.

Originally, the villagers thought that after the rain, they could plant a second crop of crops, such as millet, corn, sorghum, etc. However, after waiting for two months, it was clear and sunny every day, and the fields were bright red.

sun.

The only water on the ground has been evaporated, the earth is cracked, the rivers have dried up, and the land is as hard as stone, no matter how fast a shovel can dig it.

Even the ponds that had never been dry in previous years were now completely dry.

By August 15th, it was already the season to sow winter wheat, but God had not yet sent a drop of water.

The villagers are really panicking now. If there is no time to plant winter wheat, there will be no hope for next year.

At this time, large numbers of beggars and refugees have appeared in various counties and villages.

They all had summer crops, but the autumn crops failed. They had no food to eat at home and had to go out to beg.

The victims formed an endless stream, supporting the old and the young, leaving their homes and villages, like hungry dragons.

Wherever it went, leaves, bark, grass roots, and even Guanyin soil were eaten.

Countless people died of hunger and could be seen everywhere along the roads.

At first, there were still people burying people. Later, too many people died, and the remaining people lost their strength, so no one even buried them.

Those corpses were all cheap to the wild wolves that came down from the mountain.

Because they eat a lot of meat, they multiply quickly, and by winter they are already in groups.

In broad daylight, they dare to form groups and run wildly on the plains, and they are not afraid of people. On the contrary, lone villagers often become food in their mouths.

Only then did people remember Xiang Nan's prophecy two years ago.

"Two years of severe drought, half a year of locust plagues, and half a year of plague. Ten houses are empty, and mourners are everywhere."

Now almost everything has come true.

"God, what a fairy~" Many people looked up to the sky and cried bitterly. They regretted not listening to Xiang Nan's words, so that now their wives are separated and their families are destroyed.

It's just that it's hard to buy the medicine for regrets if you have money. It's too late now.

…

Because of the drought, the summer grain harvest was poor, the autumn grain harvest was extinct, and the winter wheat was also gone.

Although it finally snowed heavily in the twelfth lunar month, it did not alleviate the drought and instead froze the trees to death.

The common people see no hope at all.

God simply seems to leave no way for the poor to survive, blocking all the ways to survive.

The severe cold brought by the heavy snow is even more of a disaster for the villagers who are already short of food and clothing.

As the severe cold comes, more people die.

Corpses are carried out every day in the county. In July and August, there are only about ten corpses a day. In the twelfth lunar month, hundreds of people are carried out a day.

Under such circumstances, food has become the most precious luxury product, and its prices have skyrocketed.

In previous years, one ocean could buy two buckets of rice. Now ten oceans can't buy one bucket of rice.

In comparison, the prices of previously valuable fields, livestock, tobacco, cotton, wood, etc. have plummeted.

Even the bride price for women has dropped by more than half. Some even offer it free of charge, just for those who can stutter.

Xiang Nan saved thousands of stones of grain, which were piled up in several main halls of the Laozu Temple.

"Hei Wa, if all these grains are sold, we can buy all of Bailuyuan." Lu San looked at the piles of grains and said to Xiang Nan with a smile.

Nowadays, the best fields in the original land cost less than a few oceans, which made him admire his son's ability more and more.

At first I didn't even buy an acre of land, but now I can buy the entire original land.

"Da, this grain cannot be sold." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Tell Uncle Jiaxuan to bring someone to bring the grain."

Lu San was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

…

Bai Jiaxuan arrived quickly with others.

Under the leadership of Lu San, they walked through the maze-like woods and entered the Laozu Temple. Then they saw a lot of food, so much that it almost overflowed.

"Food~" Bai Xiaowu exclaimed and rushed forward.

He has not eaten refined food for two months.

"Uncle Jiaxuan, according to the population of the village, if you are under fifteen years old, three taels a day, and if you are over fifteen years old, half a catty a day, you and Xiaowu will receive it," Xiang Nan said.

"Hei Wa, I thank you on behalf of the villagers." After hearing this, Bai Jiaxuan couldn't help but kowtow to Xiang Nan.

In this year of great disaster, food is more important than gold. This much food is enough to survive a whole village, and it is also enough for him to kowtow to Xiang Nan.

"Uncle Jiaxuan, please don't do this. I am also a member of the village. What does a little food mean?" Xiang Nan quickly supported him and said.

When Bai Jiaxuan heard this, he was even more moved.

Afterwards, the villagers began to distribute food.

Half a catty for adults and three ounces for children. Although it is not much, it can already survive.

"Gods, living gods~" The villagers were very moved.

Without Xiang Nan's relief, they would have gone out to beg for food in droves.

Therefore, they gathered outside the temple and knelt down in the direction of the Laozu Temple.

"Uncle Jiaxuan, why is there no Xiaowen on the list?" Xiang Nan asked confusedly after looking at the list of personnel summarized by Bai Jiaxuan.

"If you don't feed him, he will starve to death." Bai Jiaxuan gritted his teeth.

"No, he is your son after all. Moreover, if you don't give him food, he will be more likely to go astray." Xiang Nan advised.

Bai Jiaxuan still refused to nod.

Bai Xiaowen still hasn't repented. Not only did he not go to get his wife back, but he stayed with the little widow.

The two of them now live together openly and even mess around in the house in broad daylight, almost bringing the Bai family to shame.

He wished that his son would die soon, as it would stink up the land.

When Xiang Nan saw this, he stopped trying to persuade him.

Bai Xiaowen is just a beast now. It is of no use to save him. Instead, he will kill more people, so it is better not to save him.

"By the way, please write down the names of the gentlemen from Bailu Academy," Xiang Nan said again.

When the Zhensong Army surrounded the city of Xi'an last year, Mr. Zhu invited a group of gentlemen to return to Bailuyuan to compile the county annals. Now that the entire Sanqin land is facing drought, they will naturally not be spared.

In the play, it also happened that Mr. Zhu borrowed grain from Bai Jiaxuan, but Bai Jiaxuan refused. Because Bai Jiaxuan is the patriarch of Bailu Village, and Bailu Academy is outside Bailu Village.

As the clan leader, he can only take care of his own clan members first, and he can only feel sorry for the old gentlemen of White Deer Academy.
Chapter completed!