Our Hometown

Chapter 58 The Disappointing Dahan

It has been raining for seven days. Even so, the weather has not cleared, and there is still some rain falling in the sky, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

It was not Jingzhao Yin that suffered the most damage, but Hedong County and Hongnong County. Among them, Hongnong County had a flat water depth and countless houses collapsed. The people could only live in high places and wailed with the snakes and insects who had escaped the flood.

The six rivers in Hedong County broke down all the embankments, and the flood water spread to the east of the river. Sixteen counties became Zeze.

Youfufeng has many forests, and a heavy rain triggered a flood. The road from Youfufeng to Jingzhaoyin was all washed down.

The government mansion levied 80,000 people at one time, and kept repairing the road from Fufeng to Jingzhaoyin day and night.

Hedong, Hongnong can no longer take care of it, and the government wanted to get through the right-handed wind, first responding to the army inside to cope with the upcoming civil change.

The street was full of wind and cranes. No one would take the street unless there was a way. Now, the streets are full of soldiers and soldiers. In a flash, a prosperous Yanglingyi has become a dead city.

The door of the Yun family is closed, no one will hang it, no one will open the door, the old and the small of the family, if there are robbers running in, it will be troublesome.

"You can only eat half full, and you will be hungry when you are okay. You can't let people know that our family has food. The government is frantically raising food."

Liang Weng lay on the door slit and looked out, and then scolded the bugs who were eating in a big bowl.

The little insect was terrified by Ye Yetieqing's complexion, and quickly hid her rice bowl behind her.

Yunlang stood on the second floor and could easily see the outside.

Dahuaili is still quiet, across a large low-rise bungalow in front, all of West City and East City are human, and the crying noise is clear and audible even from far away.

The east of the Yun family is Changping Hou Mansion, and the west is the supervisor of the Shanghai Forestry Administration. A long-bearded old man, like Yun Lang, stands upstairs and looks into the distance.

Seeing the old guy looking over, Yun Lang bowed down to salute, and the old guy also bowed his hand to return the gift.

Looked at it for a while, and the two turned around into the room.

For Yunlang, this rain is not too heavy. He has seen even bigger. Guanzhong once had a heavy rain for half a month in his time. News from all over the world said that Guanzhong was hit by disaster, but it was only on the news. Roaring a few voices, after Yun Lang and these people donated one hundred yuan each, the famine seemed to pass away.

I have never heard of anyone ’s food being taken away to relieve the victims, nor have they heard of anyone ’s strong labor force going to build roads.

It was those businessmen who cheered and asked to rebuild the disaster area, and the last one earned fat ears.

One hundred yuan is the past, as for?

So, when the soldiers came to the door, Yunlang generously gave 10,000 yuan, and those soldiers would no longer ignore the old and weak sick in the house of Yun family.

"Blessedness depends on evil, and evil falls on happiness!" This is what Yunlang often said in these days.

Every day, I watched the strong servants of other people's families being roped up by the soldiers.

The official body is a good thing. At least when bribery people know that this is their own, there will be no such thing as a report.

Merchants are out of luck ... as long as they are in a disaster year, they are the biggest fat pigs in the world ...

"I gave a million dollars ... a million dollars ... Why did they take all my servants away ..."

Saw Zhuo Ji crying against the grain bag for the first time. Yun Lang felt very comfortable.

"Shut up, people not only want strong men, I heard that even strong women will not let go!"

Yunlang's frightening words naturally have no deterrent effect on Zhuo Ji.

"All the women in the workshop are now women, there is no man ... I have to move in ... Ping Shou to watch the house."

Finally, Zhuo Jideng said clearly, Yunlang reluctantly said: "It's no problem to live here, I can only sleep on the food."

Listening to Yun Lang's words, Zhuo Ji noticed Yun Lang's room full of food bags.

"Heavenly killer, how come you have so much food?"

"I bought it when you all thought that the new grain was harvested immediately and the old grain empty warehouse was cleared.

Is one word, cheap! "

Zhuo Ji bitterly said: "This is something to be done every year, and this year is no exception.

Whoever thinks about it, there will be ten days of new grain coming down, but it is raining at this time.

God, this is not a way to live. "

Yun Lang saw Zhuo Ji's eyes turned red, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept for a long time, so he spread out his bed and said: "Sleep for a while, I'll cook for you, white rice porridge!"

Walked out after speaking.

Zhuo Ji moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, only to find that there was nothing in his body that was not sore.

The room was full of food, not bad or good, but it was not uncomfortable.

The teenager ’s bed was very clean, and there was no strange smell. The fragrance of the soap corners was a bit rich. The blanket was soft and soft as if it had been roasted by charcoal fire. Only the pillow stuffed with buckwheat husks was strange. Wooden pillows, jade pillows are as hard as they are, and they are not as soft as brocade pillows. They are moderately soft and comfortable, and they are very comfortable. Zhuo Ji also made such a pillow after going back.

It was suitable for sleeping in the rainy weather. Zhuo Ji fell asleep just after she was put on the pillow.

In fact, no matter what happens to Changan Sansuke, she will not lack a safe bed.

Came to Yun's house to stay overnight is Pingshou's idea.

Since God began to rain heavily, Pingshou asked her to live in Yunjia anyway.

This makes Zhuo Ji shame and sad again.

But Pingsu Xu pointedly pointed at the heavy rain in the sky and roared, "Look, look, even God is helping him ..."

These words made her at a loss.

Zhuo Ji knew that Ping Man wouldn't harm her, especially after Ping Man had moved his family from Shuzhong to Chang'an, he was even more certain about this.

The disaster in Guanzhong made Changping's suppression of Yunlang a bubble. Changping had no mood and time to suppress Yunlang.

Guanzhong, now fully operational, is now the top priority. Disaster relief, disaster prevention, and prevention of riots by the victims are the top priority.

Now, as long as Yun Lang is willing, he will sell as many servant mansions as he wants, as long as he can guarantee to feed these people's stomachs, and ensure that they will not rebel.

Perhaps it was because of the too much work these two days, Zhuo Ji woke up after a long sleep.

The first thing that caught her eyes was the huge food bag, and she was awakened by Huo Ran, remembering that this is Yunjia, not an iron workshop.

Under the insistence of Pingshou, Zhuo Ji came over this time without even taking the maid. On weekdays, as long as she was awake, someone would immediately wait for her to dress and wash. As a result, she sat on the bed in a daze, a little overwhelmed.

The door squeaked loudly, and Ugly came in with a smile, still holding a basin of water in his hand.

"Ma'am, you're up, Xiaolang asked you just now."

Zhuo Ji froze for a moment: "What's your name?"

Chou Yong smiled and said: "Chou Yong, is still the name you gave."

Zhuo Ji looked at Chou Yong's plump face, and found that the girl was not very ugly. At least her eyes were very comfortable when she laughed. ~ Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This name is not good. Change it! "

Dressed up, Zhuo Ji looked at his reflection in the basin and said.

Chou Yong shook his head and said: "Xiao Lang said that this is a good name, as long as no one jokes the name, it must be a good name, and that the cheap name is good to feed.

Maid is doing very well now, just to fulfill this statement. "

"No one jokes you here?"

"Only Xiao Lang always disgusts me stupid!"

"That's not a joke anymore, he hates almost everyone in this world."

Chou Yong immediately smiled and smiled openly, "Xiao Lang is the smartest person in the world."

Zhuo Ji naturally laughed at the obvious lack of a position like ugly.

Slept for a day, missed lunch, and naturally felt hungry.

The Yun family's meal looks very strange, one after another, there is no good habit from the owner.

Yun Lang saw Zhuo Ji had been watching him, so he put down his rice bowl and said, "No rules, right?"

Zhuo Ji frowned: "Just eat a meal, why do you always shake your legs?"

Yun Lang sighed: "I'm comforting myself, trying to tell my body, eat well, these meals are delicious!"

Zhuo Ji glanced at his dinner plate and said: "There is rice porridge, there are gizzards that worship the rain **** today, there are chicken, and tofu and green vegetables, this is a first-class meal."

Yun Lang dropped his chopsticks and said weakly: "You haven't eaten Sichuan food, Hunan food, Kongfu food, Chaozhou food, or real Guanzhong food. Of course, these things are delicious. "

"I haven't heard it before!"

Yun Lang picked up his rice bowl again and took a sip of porridge: "Eat, eat ..."