With a brain-loving husband [travel]

The spring drought didn't take long, and the food in each village was somewhat insufficient, and the austerity and austerity that could be alleviated could still be survived, and the severe ones had to go out of the village to ask for food from other villages.

In contrast, Xinghua Village has been much better. With the support of food preparation and Mo Jingcheng's harvest, at least there is no need to go out of the village to ask for food.

During the previous silent relief, except for Gu Chenghe and the village head who did not accept Mo Jingcheng's grain, the other villagers basically accepted the grain.

Mo Jingcheng was not surprised that Gu Chenghui rejected the matter.He was vaguely aware of Gu Cheng's identity, and it wasn't as simple as a genius doctor in Xinghua Village.

Mo Jingcheng was a little surprised that the village chief would refuse.

"I don't stop you from giving food to some villagers, that's your business. But I'm the head of a village, so I can't accept it so selfishly." The village head explained, Mo Jingcheng naturally didn't have much to say.

After the incident with the man surnamed Zhang, the village chief obviously hasn't calmed down yet, but he has been able to cheer up and deal with the affairs of the village.

Fortunately, the spring drought and famine didn't last long before a heavy rain fell. The creeks in Xinghua Village resumed their flow, and the dry land immediately eased a lot.

But the land has been dry for too long. Although a heavy rain relieved a lot, it still takes time to recover slowly.

Mo Jingcheng's field is deep in the mountains, and almost no one would pass by on weekdays, so he avoided the situation of being looted by the villagers for the crops in the field.As for the harvest in the field, only Ah Jin and Ah Ling knew about it.

There are a lot of people, and if the villagers know that these crops can grow without water, it will cause more troubles.

The field does not need water, but it also needs to be taken care of and turned over.

You can't tell the other boys and the villagers who came to help before that there is still a harvest in the field, so the matter of taking care of the field can only be left to Mo Jingcheng and the others.

"Even in the spring drought, these yams grow really well!" Ah Jin had never seen such a spectacle, and he was about to let out an exclamation after a while.

Later, even Ah Ling joined in.

But Ah Jin sighed again: "It's just a pity that I can't continue to grow fruits. I haven't eaten grapes for several months."

During the spring drought, food and clothing are difficult to solve, so after the fruits in the field are harvested, Mo Jingcheng immediately replaces the seeds with potatoes or sweet potatoes, so that they can be used as a staple food.

"However, it's really strange that these seeds can survive even without watering. Although they grow slowly, the harvest is not bad."

Ah Jin and Ah Ling sighed at the same time, then looked at each other, and both laughed at the same time.

Mo Jingcheng kept silent, and it was impossible to answer that the seeds were taken from the database.At the same time, he glanced at Fang Yun with a guilty conscience.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yun didn't come over to ask him where the seeds came from, but just looked at the field with almond eyes.

I've been very tired recently. In order to grow more food, several people got up and got busy before dawn, and they didn't go back to the yard to rest until late at night.Considering that it was inconvenient to go back and forth, and the business of the restaurant was not unexpected, they temporarily lived in the old courtyard.

Fang Yun was pregnant and not in good health, so Mo Jingcheng refused to let him go to the ground, and only reluctantly agreed to let him cook and so on.If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get out, Mo Jingcheng planned to let Fang Yun just sit in the shade and idle.

A group of people were busy and happy, but suddenly there was a suppressed cry from the dry forest not far away.

It was Ah Jin who heard it first, "Brother Mo, is there crying in the woods?"

Hearing this, the other three people stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the surrounding woods.

Their field in this mountain happens to be surrounded by trees.In addition to the heavy rain recently, there have been several light rains in succession, so the original dead trees have slowly grown buds, and some have even grown leaves.

The leaves blocked what was behind and had to go around.

Fang Yun was about to go forward, but was stopped by Mo Jingcheng without saying a word, and instead walked forward by himself.

Walking into the forest, I found a woman crying against a tree trunk with a child in her arms.

The woman's hair was sticky and sticky due to not taking care of it for a long time, and her face was covered with dirt.The child's face was purple, and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

As if she had expected that Mo Jingcheng would come, the woman knelt on the ground holding the child almost at the same time as Mo Jingcheng was standing in front of her.

"Brother, please, can you give me some food? My fields and food have been taken away by bullies in the village. My children are starving to death, please!"

As he said that, he kept knocking his head on the ground until his dark forehead was red and swollen.

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer, this woman was the one who was fighting for rice noodles with other men at the entrance of Taohua Village.

Hearing the shout, the three people who had been waiting at the same place also ran over in a hurry, worried that some ghosts and snakes would cause trouble again.In the end, he saw a woman kneeling in front of Mo Jingcheng with her child in her arms.

Seeing more people coming, the woman was afraid that Mo Jingcheng would refuse, so she kowtowed louder and blood gradually appeared on her forehead.

Everyone was taken aback, but Ah Jin soon recognized the woman.

Thinking of the look in the woman's eyes that day, Ah Jin became furious, "It's you! You ran away after helping you that day! We won't steal your food!"

The woman hurriedly cried and apologized: "My lord! I'm really sorry! I was really afraid that the rice noodles would be taken away that day. If I didn't have those, my seriously ill child would die! Without the child, how could I survive!"

During the conversation, the child in his arms was still coughing up blood, but he still didn't wake up.

Rao Ling was more sensible, and asked the woman: "Didn't the recent drought ease a lot, do you have no fields at home? There should be no shortage of food."

Seeming to have touched the woman's sadness, the woman cried more and more miserably, and the birds in the forest were frightened and scattered away.

From the few words of the woman, everyone understood something clearly.

This woman was originally from the Wang family of Taohua Village. Before the spring drought broke out, the man lived from sunrise to sunset, and the woman took care of the small life at home and had a son. She rarely talked to the villagers on weekdays. Enmity.

Unexpectedly, because the head of Taohua Village did such nasty things, squeezed out all the water in the village with water trees, and pocketed the relief money sent by the county, the village fell into chaos.

Under the protection of the village chief, some bullies in the village drove the family of three out of the house, occupied the fields, and robbed them of food.

In order to survive, the men in their family begged everywhere for food and noodles, and finally begged for a bag of rice noodles, but they were beaten to death by villagers from other villages as thieves, and their only son fell seriously ill.

"That's the rice noodles my man bought with his life, and I have to protect it with my life!" Ms. Wang mourned, tears falling on the unconscious child's face.

After listening to this, Ah Jin remembered the words he scolded just now, and felt very guilty in his heart.

There just happened to be a harvest in the field, so Mo Jingcheng packed some in a sack, told Mrs. Wang not to tell it, then gave it to her, and gave some money.

"I'm sorry, benefactors, I followed you to find this place." Mrs. Wang took the sack and silver, and hesitantly told the truth, "But I won't tell! Will tell!"

Mo Jingcheng nodded.

Worried that they would go back on their word, Wang picked up the child, carried the sack and stumbled away.

"Brother Mo, you have already found out that Mrs. Wang is following you." A Jin looked at her retreating back and found that there was no surprise on Mo Jingcheng's face.

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer, so he gave the answer.

After helping Mrs. Wang that day, he had a faint feeling that someone was following him all the time, and after using his brain to analyze that it was the person at the entrance of the village, and there was no danger, he let her follow.

The left and right are just because of the food issue, which can be resolved.

Touching the soft face of the little husband, Mo Jingcheng turned around and continued to fight the hoe to take care of the field.

Carrying the sweet potatoes in the sack, Mrs. Wang just ran into the corner of the small house when she was blocked by several strong men.

A strong man in the lead held her chin tightly, "Little lady, are you really considerate of us? Are you here to entertain us?"

Wang stared at them in disgust, but her body couldn't stop shaking.

She would recognize these people even if they were turned into ashes, it was these things that were not even human beings that brought her into such a state.

The more he was watched closely, the more excited the brawny man became. Without any effort, he snatched the sack from Mrs. Wang's hand, and dumped all the sweet potatoes in it on the ground.

The other strong men grinned grinningly, raised their feet and stomped on the sweet potato several times.

"No, don't!" Wang used all her strength to break free, hugged the child's hands and feet tightly and crawled over.

But those sweet potatoes had already been crushed badly, and when Wang climbed over, he was kicked several times by the strong man.

During the struggle, the silver in Wang's arms fell out.

Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, holding tightly in her hands the money that would be used to treat the child.

That is her child's life-saving money, and it cannot be taken away!

The strong men gave a slight pause, and then took the lead to step on Yinzi and Wang's hands under his feet, no matter how much Wang begged for mercy, he would not let go of his feet.

Xu was so unsatisfactory, the strong man squatted down, admiring Wang's face twisted together due to hatred and grief.

"I just like your expression that you can't live but can't die."

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the strong men let out a burst of laughter.

After destroying all the sweet potatoes, the strong man clapped his hands as he had had enough fun, and before leaving, he kicked Mrs. Wang a few times, and then left contentedly with the money.

Holding the child tightly in her arms, Mrs. Wang slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of hateful eyes under her disheveled hair, staring resentfully at the direction in which those people left.

"Aniang," the child murmured softly, and his body became hotter and hotter, "I hurt so much, my head hurts so much"

Immediately, Wang lowered her head, and the dark aura around her instantly softened, and she pressed her sideways face to the child's, trying to relieve his pain.

"Be good, baby, we won't be in pain soon, can you bear with it?"

But the child's voice became smaller and smaller, and even the scalding temperature on her face became less and less obvious.

Until the end, the child's trembling fingers gradually became stiff and his body became colder, but Wang was still coaxing softly.

"Baby, Mommy will be with you soon, wait for Mommy, okay?"

Wang pressed her face tightly against the child, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were cold.