Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

At this time, the people in the village were finally convinced that the drought was really coming.

The few buckets of water we grabbed some time ago were all gone within half an hour of being poured down, and had no effect at all. Now there is no water in the river, and the seedlings have fallen limply to the ground. There is no harvest at all this season.

Those who still had some money left at home did not dare to keep it this time, and rushed to the town to buy more food.

But the food supply everywhere has doubled by now. What used to be nine cents was now sold for twenty cents, and I couldn't get food because I was late.

But what to do? Who could have imagined that there would come a day when even money could not buy food.

Several poor households in the village were anxious. It was because their families were poor and their population was large, so they didn't have much money on hand. So at first they were just taking a chance and didn't stock up on food. What would they do if their butts were burned this time?

"Hurry up and buy some from Yao's house. His family has a lot of leftover grain from last year. Seeing that grain prices are high now, they are planning to take it to the town to sell it!

They are all from their own village, and they will probably sell it to you for a few cents less. "

"The Yao family really has food?"

"Can we still have a day off? We are loading the bullock carts now. If we don't go, we will have to go to town."

"Then you have to hurry up and go quickly."

Those who didn't buy grain, and some who felt that they didn't have enough, picked up rice bags and rushed to Yao's house.

"Don't be too crowded. Why rush? I have plenty of food, but I'm afraid you don't have the money to buy it."

Old Mrs. Yao put on a condescending posture and shouted loudly, thinking to herself: Look, you poor devils haven't even asked me for help?

"Grandma Yao, how much does your food cost?"

Normally everyone shouts "Old lady Yao, old lady Yao", but now in order to save some money under the roof, everyone is talking down.

"Coarse grains are fifteen cents a pound, and polished rice and noodles are twenty-five cents." Old Mrs. Yao was not ambiguous at all. She stated the price directly without worrying about being struck by lightning.

The people in the village were so angry that they said: "Old lady Yao, you must be too dark-hearted. Yesterday, the coarse grain in the town was only 12 cents, and the fine rice and flour were 20 cents. They were from this village. You are robbing money. ?”

"Don't come here if you say I'm robbing money. You're going to rob it when it's cheaper in this town. Why are you coming to my house?"

The words hit everyone's throats and pierced their ribs, but they still didn't take it seriously.

"Grandma Yao, for the folks in this village, do you think we should be paid less? Just give us the price in the town. As long as we can get food, we won't come to you."

"Yes, Grandma Yao, you can do it, okay? Besides, it's expensive and we don't have that much money to buy it."

"What food can you eat if you don't have money? Just eat the chaff. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, leave. Don't come to my door to do anything."

Old Mrs. Yao has been holding her breath for a long time. The two sons at home are worried, and the old man vents his anger on her every day. Seeing that the people in the village are alienated from their family, it will finally be time to seek help from their family. Why don't you take the opportunity to take revenge on Qiao?

The people in the village tried their best to persuade me, but old lady Yao was willing to give in even a penny.

Seeing how old Mrs. Yao refuses to eat, people who have some food at home are not in a hurry to buy it. They think that they can just squat in the town every day and buy some more.

But there was really no food at home, and the orphans and widowers had no time to squat in the town, so they could only swallow their anger and plan to buy a ten-pound or twenty-jin pound for a while, mainly because they were afraid that the price of food in the town would change every day. At that time, I didn’t even have to chew the bark.

Even like this, I still have to endure the curse of old lady Yao: "A bunch of poor people, buying so much, I don't even bother to weigh it."

Having said that, let Boss Yao go into the house to move the food.

"Aren't you weighing the coarse grains on the car?"

They had just seen that what was being loaded onto the bullock carts was all very good grain.

"I'm going to take this to the town and sell it. Your food is still in the back room. Why are you so anxious?"

At this time, Boss Yao carried two bags of grain outside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the sack, it hadn't started to be weighed yet. I cautiously picked up a handful, but found that the whole grains were a little black, and a musty smell hit my nose.

"Old lady Yao, are you trying to trick the people in your own village? You won't even feed dogs this kind of food. If you eat it, people will die."

Several people who wanted to buy quickly stopped. They were glad that they didn't give money in advance, but the more they thought about it, the more angry they became. Isn't this bullying?

"Dead man, your family has enough to eat, but you still dare to despise it? I won't sell it if you don't want it."

Old Mrs. Yao couldn't bear it when she saw that the price of grain in this town was so high. She kept a few bags of last year's grain for her own consumption, and planned to move all the rest to the town to sell it. There are not enough grain stores in the town to grab it. , if she puts it in her own home, she can sell it for a few more cents per catty. At worst, she will buy it when the price of food drops back. She doesn't believe anything about a severe drought, and thinks it is all lies to deceive the public.

The two remaining bags in the backyard were originally used to feed the pigs when they got wet, but because the eldest daughter-in-law ran away with people during this period, the pigs also starved to death, so I thought of using them to fool people.

"We also have to spend money to buy food. Why should we give it to pigs like us?"

"Don't whine about it now. If you don't do it now, you won't even be able to eat the pig food."

"Grandma Yao, can't you sell us something good? Obviously what you sell is more expensive than the ones in town."

"Expensive? You can come with us to the town later and have a look. I'm afraid it's more than fifteen cents for coarse grains and twenty-five cents for polished rice and noodles. Do you want it?"

Old Mrs. Yao didn't have any room to talk. Even Mr. Yao, Dagui and Ergui who were standing next to her looked down on everyone and drove away the people beside the bullock cart.

"Let's go, let's go. If we don't sell it to you poor people, our food will be sold out within an hour at most in the town."

Old lady Yao told Boss Yao that after selling the grain, she would give him dozens of coins to drink.

The whole family was so arrogant when they saw that they were selling so expensively. The whole family was jealous of them. The few people who originally wanted to buy grain gave up. If the Yao family buys something like this, they should not be scolded by their family members. The big deal is Just go to town and queue up in the middle of the night.

"My family has no food. It seems that I have to go up the mountain early to dig tree roots and wild vegetables. I also need to prepare tree bark."