Survival [End Times]

Sitting in the large square where rice is dried in the village, people from almost every family came, plus relatives and friends who had defected here before, there were thousands of people crowded together. Everyone was shocked by this god! They asked for details.

"I asked the neighboring village and it was also 5,000 kilograms."

"Village chief, my family has fifty catties. My family is frugal and I am willing to take it, but you have to promise me that there will be no next time!"

"We are not locals, so we don't have to pay, right?" This is what people living in Laokang Village asked.

"Should it be based on account or head? There are only two people in my family, do we still have to pay fifty catties?"

"Uncle Qi, I estimate that it will be difficult to have a good harvest from the wheat in my field! Most of the firewood my family went up to the mountain to cut was used to keep the wheat warm. We had little experience in growing this wheat in previous years, so it's hard to say what the harvest will be. . The family is living on the rice they saved before. The old school is right. It’s okay to requisition food once, but will there be a second or third time in the future? If so, it will really kill us!”

"Yeah yeah……"

The weather was too cold to grow rice. They heard that there were new cold-resistant wheat species from other places, so they got some from the town. They have been working on it for two months and the progress is not very good.

Uncle Zhou Qi listened to everyone's words, knocked his pipe on the ground, and waved his hands to keep everyone quiet: "I will ask, but you'd better prepare first. Now that the food is being collected, it must be that those outsiders don't have enough food." Eat, we all have fields in Shiba Township. If you don’t ask us, who can help us? It’s not easy for them to come from such a distance.”

Because he had faked his illness to get through and did not accept the victims, Zhou Qishu sometimes still felt that his conscience could not bear it when he thought about it. Therefore, when the food requisition order came down this time, he decided to hand it in in full despite his worries.

After the meeting dispersed, Yu Heng prepared thirty-five kilograms of rice, then borrowed a car from Zhou Jianmin's family again, and went to town with Zhou Qingrong to see the situation.

It doesn't look like the situation is bad. I chatted with fellow villagers and they all said they had enough food. Xiangya Town has a small population of about 50,000. We sat down at a familiar grain and oil store. The proprietress was married from Laokang Village, and her surname was Zhou. She could easily be called aunt. Mrs. Zhou quietly said to him: "My family is very rich to have foreigners living in it! I gave my family this number when I first came here." She spread her hands and made a sign of ten.

Zhou Qingrong interrupted from the side: "One hundred thousand?"

"Yeah!" Mr. Zhou nodded heavily, "It's just difficult to take care of him. He boils hot water every day to wash his hair and bathe. He won't eat this or that, and his son is also a loser. Have you met those racing kids on the way to town? ? He's one of them! Oh, isn't there the only ktv in our town on Qiantou 2nd Street? It's a place where you can sing for money! Well, the sound is ringing every day from morning to night... This second generation ancestor still enjoys life no matter where he goes, huh? "

A bunch of gossip fed into the ears of Yu Heng and Zhou Qingrong the lives of wealthy children living in extravagance and extravagance.

Asked again if Ms. Zhou knew about the grain requisition, Ms. Zhou heard some news: "Fortunately, my family has no land, otherwise it would be very difficult. I won't be able to get much rice this year, and my business will be almost gone."

Finally, we went to the town government. The door was closed. From the outside, we could see many cars inside, but no one could be seen, and there was no one at the gate guard.

I had no choice but to go home. At the entrance of the village, I met Uncle Zhou Qi and the village chief who were riding their motorcycles to go out. When I asked, it turned out that they were also going to the town government to inquire about the situation. "No one answers the phone! How can this be done!" He only said that he would come to Laokang Village to pick up food on October 7th, and nothing else.

"Don't go, we just stopped by and no one answered the door."

We had no choice but to go back together. Before we sat down, Uncle Zhou Qi slapped his thigh: "No, I have to ask other villages what their plans are!" and ran to the office to make a phone call. Yu Heng chatted with the village chief for a few more words before returning to his home.

In the evening, Uncle Zhou Qi went door-to-door to explain the village cadres' decision, and every family contributed. The other villages decided to give it, and it would be unreasonable for them not to give it. It happened that Uncle Zhou Qi also had this idea, so he patiently persuaded him. The next day, the village secretary went from house to house to collect grain. Waiting for the 7th, the convoy coming from the next village to collect grain stopped at the intersection. For some reason, it didn't come in. Uncle Zhou Qi had to ask someone to transport the rice bags out, but in the end he didn't. Drag it back intact. After he came back, he said with a weird look on his face: "Well, they asked us if our illness was cured. I said half and half, and they said they didn't want any more food."

"..." The villagers present were stunned.

Uncle Zhou Qi was actually confused! After a long time, he wiped his face and said, "Come on, forget it if they don't want it. Come to each house and send someone to send the food back!"

In the Zhou family, Yu Heng watched Zhou Qingrong carry the rice bag into the living room. After hearing his explanation, he couldn't laugh or cry.

In the evening, Yu Heng turned on his computer and surfed the Internet. After casually browsing the news, he opened several government official websites and found that the consultation emails he had sent had no trace of being read. Then he opened a national information forum, which was constantly refreshed with posts from netizens. He saw some familiar words, but when he clicked on it again, it was already an error page. He smiled and made a post about the grain requisition order issued by the eighteen villages under the Xiangya Town Government, questioning its legality and rationality and whether the procedures were proper.

As soon as the post was posted, it was ranked first by him. After posting, he maintained it for two hours. When he saw that it was already ten o'clock, he let go and turned off the phone to go to sleep. The moment he logged off, the posts that had been covered in countless high-rise buildings were deleted. A netizen started a trolling post, talking about the "unspeakable" post.

"I think the master must be a health expert. His posts are deleted at ten o'clock every time. I really want to hook him up and learn hacking skills. He can also handle the largest forum in the country like Dasuhe Forum. It's amazing!"

"Are the things in Xiangya Town true? I often see related posts, but they are deleted in the blink of an eye. This is why this person called a child can post for two hours. There is no explanation at all. ”

"I think it's true. It's really not snowing in Xiangya Town. Didn't you say before that the research products were leaked?"

"What a leak! The research institute itself has only developed toy-like models. Didn't you read the news? There really is a snow cover that can cover an entire town. Why not use it? I am inclined to believe that Xiangya Town may really have a miracle. Or there is an expert who is hiding from the world and has created a barrier out of kindness!"

"Is it official? Please explain quickly! Without talking about anything else, let's talk about whether the garrison in Anshi City left the garrison without authorization? Which army entered Xiangya Town? I remember there is a granary in Qing Province, right? It’s so close to Xiangya Town. Why do we need to collect food on the spot? How much impact will this have on the people?”

"Stop talking about sensitive topics. Be careful that this trolling post will also be deleted."

"It must be fake. Birds don't poop there. Can you believe what the country people say?"

"There's something wrong upstairs, and there's regional discrimination. I wish you an explosion on the spot!"

Yu Heng got up early the next morning and casually browsed the forum. Sure enough, the posts were gone and the newly registered account was also blocked. While they were having breakfast, Zhou Jianye came over and said that the village had organized a hunting trip to dig wild vegetables in the mountains, and asked if they would go.

"Go! Definitely go!" Zhou Qingrong's eyes glowed. Because Zheng Han was pregnant, Yu Heng was worried about leaving her at home alone, and he was also worried about leaving her to others, so they left Zhou Qingrong alone in their home. Yu Heng told him: "There is no shortage of things at home. Please pay attention to your own safety and keep an eye on your third uncle."

Zhou Jianye said with a smile: "Uncle Han Dong is a veteran. You should have heard from my second brother that Uncle Han Dong in our village used to live in the mountains, and then moved to our village. Now he and his son are the only ones left in their branch. We have been hunting in the mountains for many years, and we are very experienced with them. If we are careful not to rush in, there will be no danger. "

"Okay, then I'll boil hot water and wait for you to come back."

When he and Zhou Qingrong went up the mountain to chop firewood before, they didn't catch anything. This time they were led by two old hunters, Uncle Han Dong and his son, and they would definitely go deeper. Yu Heng asked Zhou Qingrong to bring a knife and a big stick, and then let him go after making sure that everything he brought was complete.

I go out at nine in the morning and come back at five in the afternoon. The harvest was quite big, they hunted a wild boar!

The people in Laokang Village are excited! Yu Heng also took Zheng Han to the main square to watch the excitement. He saw that the wild boar was as big as a hill, and its belly was still heaving. However, Zhou Qingrong said that most of its neck had been cut off, and there was only air coming out and no air coming in. "Uncle Han Dong is very good. He knew there was a wild boar just by looking at the footprints in the snow. We dug a hole to make a trap. Fortunately, we brought iron catalpas with us. It took a lot of effort to dig out the frozen soil..."

Zhou Qingrong was beaming with excitement. Most men like such bloody activities that are heroic and show off their masculinity. He described the situation at that time like a storyteller, with ups and downs that were fascinating. Zheng Han held Zhou Haojun in his arms and listened with relish. On the other side, pigs were being slaughtered in full swing. Yu Heng felt comfortable watching it. Vitality and joy were the most touching things.

Since last summer’s snowfall, the cold winter weather has not diminished. When the weather is cold, not only people and crops cannot stand it, but livestock are also hard to feed. Today, there are very few households in Laokang Village raising pigs, cattle, chickens and ducks. Last time, In August, the biggest pig farmer in the village struggled for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore. The pigs they raised with such painstaking efforts did not grow meat at all. After the feed was exhausted, the town could not buy it and could only feed it old grain. But now food is also in short supply. I had no choice but to kill them all and sell them to the folks in the countryside. As of today, nine out of ten people in the village have not eaten fresh meat for a long time. This wild boar came just in time!

There were about 350 kilograms of wild boar in total, and various parts were bought. Those who participated in the hunting, such as Zhou Qingrong, could get ten kilograms of meat first. Uncle Zhou Qi advised: "Let the rest be sold to the villagers! Then the money from the sale will be divided equally between you. You all are considerate and considerate, huh?"

Twenty kilograms of meat is not bad, Zhou Qingrong nodded in agreement, and Yu Heng said: "Go and buy another rib and a thigh bone, and I will make soup for you later." Zhou Qingrong agreed and squeezed into the crowd again.

The family returned home with a full load and cooked braised pork that night. The next day Uncle Zhou Qi came to give money for selling wild boar. Zhou Qingrong took the money and went to town again and bought another can of baby milk powder.

The hunting harvest was quite good, and the villagers got excited and planned to go up the mountain again. A week later, we went up there again. Although we didn't catch any more wild boars, we still had some harvests. For example, Zhou Qingrong caught a hare. The rabbit is not big and skinny, but Zhou Qingrong is very happy: "Uncle Han Dong said that wild rabbits are much rarer than in previous years. Let's raise them and kill them when they are fatter."

With these few harvests, the Zhou family has a good diet these days. Although they have saved a lot of meat, compared with fresh prey, those vacuum-packed are definitely not as good. Their family has a small population. They live as a family of four now, and they have enough to share when they have good things.

Such days are undoubtedly very comfortable. After Yu Heng went hunting in the mountains on behalf of Zhou Qingrong and dug up a big fat snake, the town came again with a grain requisition order. This time he directly said that he wanted 10,000 kilograms of grain, regardless of rice, as long as it was Anything you can eat is fine. Uncle Zhou Qi and the village chief originally thought they could escape this time, but they didn't expect the town to call and ask how the infectious diseases were in their village. During the last grain collection, the grain collector saw that the villagers carrying the grain showed no symptoms, and heard the village director say "half and half". What exactly is the "half and half" method?

Such a straightforward question made Uncle Zhou Qi grit his teeth angrily and asked: "There is no medicine or cure, how can the disease be cured on its own? It's not all cured yet! If you don't believe it, come and see for yourself!"

He immediately came to Zhou's house to find Yu Heng and asked him to get the allergy medicine he had taken before, planning to have another "village-wide infectious disease".