Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

The harvest at the Sheng family is almost done. After listening to the third son's opinion, Mr. Sheng made this difficult decision despite the opposition of his family.

"You are possessed by a demon, what does the third brother say? The crops will be harvested in a month or so, can't we wait a little longer?" Cui firmly disagreed with harvesting the crops in advance. "You listen to the third brother so much, but he doesn't treat you well. The whole Zhang family has moved into his new house, but he hasn't asked you to move in."

"What do you, a woman, know about the affairs of the masters?" Old Master Sheng said after taking a puff of his cigarette. "Do you think I want to destroy the crops like this? Don't you see how chaotic the world is now?"

"No matter how ignorant I am, I know that the grain we planted last year is almost finished, and we are just waiting for this autumn harvest. Now the crops in the fields have not grown yet. I wonder what we will eat after you harvest them!" said Cui.

After all, the old man was the head of the family. He didn't want to argue with the Cui family, who was short-sighted, so he took the second and fourth sons' families to the fields. Although the two families were puzzled, they had to listen to the old man's words.

There were many people in the village who shared the same idea as Cui. Seeing that the crops were about to mature but it had not rained for a long time, everyone went to places with water to fetch water and irrigate the fields, trying their best to survive this month. As long as they could survive this month, they would have a source of food for the year.

Now the ground is dry and cracked, and there is little water in the river and the ditch. Only a few puddles can store some water. Farmers who are looking forward to the crops to mature by the end of next month squat in front of the puddles and scoop water into buckets one by one. It is not like before, when they put a bucket in and the water comes up. Grain is very water-intensive before it matures, and farmers still hold on to hope that as long as it rains again, the crops in the fields will be harvested.

Xiaolan's family moved all the things in the tofu workshop back to their new home, locked the door of the original house, and Zhang Qingfeng and Fu also moved back. Now Tianxianglou only orders tofu every now and then, and the restaurant's business is not doing well. According to Manager Xu, Zhao Dongjia may have to close the restaurant recently and wait until the world gets better.

Xiaolan's family was extremely fortunate, because they had stored a large amount of beans for making tofu, so the family would not starve even in a famine year.

In the evening, Xiaolan's family held a family meeting, mainly focusing on security issues and epidemic prevention. Zhang Qingfeng and Mr. Zhang lived in the front yard and were responsible for the front yard's security, while Zhang Qingnian's family lived in the back yard and were responsible for the back yard's security. Xiaolan's family's anti-plague herbal bags needed to be fumigated in the house every day, and family members needed to report any discomfort immediately.

When the water in the river and the ditch dried up, the villagers wanted to fetch water from Guihua in the neighboring village. However, the people over there were watching them closely and a fight broke out. The villagers became desperate.

At this time, the Sheng family had already harvested the crops. When Cui learned about the situation in the village, she finally shut up and stopped complaining.

Xiaolan's family had no shortage of houses. Her grandfather's family moved and brought all their belongings with them. What caught her eye the most was his family's weapons - bows and arrows. They had traveled extensively before, and Xishan Village was a mountainous area, so all the men were good hunters. This was instant combat power, and her family's safety level was greatly improved.

The rabbits raised before the New Year have already had several litters. The weather is so dry that there is not much grass to feed them. When Zhang and Xiaolan were discussing what to do, Xiaolan first heard the sound of the howling wind. She was wondering why she didn't feel the wind, and then she looked up in the direction of the sound, and saw a black mass of locusts like a dark cloud covering the sky, howling over.

Xiao Lan looked at the dark mass and screamed, "It's locusts."

This was the first time Xiao Lan had seen so many locusts. It was not an exaggeration to describe them as overwhelming. Xiao Lan's scream woke Zhang up. She panicked instantly, and fear surged into her heart.

Xiaoting and Xiaowen heard Xiaolan's scream and hurried out of the house. They felt their scalps tingling when they saw the dark mass in the distance.

"Second sister..."

"Xiao Wen, elder sister, don't be afraid. Go back and find some rags to cover your heads. When the locusts come, we will go to the fields in the farmyard to catch as many as we can. Go back and get the sacks at home," Xiao Lan turned to Zhang and said, "Mom, go and notify my grandfather and the others to come out to catch locusts."

Zhang was used to following Xiaolan's orders. She finally calmed down now. Without thinking about anything, she went to the front and back yards to notify her family.

In ancient times, locusts were called "Locust Gods". Whenever a major natural disaster occurred, people would rather eat their own children than eat locusts to satisfy their hunger. They could only pray for the locusts to leave quickly. The idea that locusts are divine insects has existed in the minds of the people for thousands of years and has been passed down from generation to generation.

The green and yellow crops in the fields were being eaten by locusts. The old men in the village knelt down and kowtowed to the locusts, hoping that the locust god would leave them a way to survive.

When Zhang Shanfeng was young, he took his two sons to travel all over the country. He had done all kinds of dangerous things and heard all kinds of strange rumors. When they learned that Xiaolan asked them to catch locusts, they picked up bamboo baskets and went to the fields.

Xiao Lan had read in history books that whenever there is drought, there will be locusts. Locusts love heat. In addition, it has not rained in Taihe Town for more than a month, making it more likely for a locust plague to occur.

Xiaolan's family and Zhang's family were busy in the fields of the manor. They did not go to the fields outside to catch locusts. She was afraid that this behavior was too shocking and that the villagers would regard them as aliens. Locusts cannot be kept in sacks for a long time, otherwise the sacks will be easily bitten. Fortunately, her grandfather's family has many orchards and many bamboo baskets for fruit trees. The family worked for more than an hour to catch the first batch of locusts. After the first batch passed, the next batch of locusts followed soon. The ground was full of locusts, so dense that several could be crushed to death with one foot on the ground.

After three waves of locusts passed through, Xiaolan's family and Zhang Shanfeng's family were busy for nearly three hours. In the end, there was no place to put the locusts, so the pickle jars at home were used to hold the locusts. After catching the locusts, the family was so tired that they sat on the ground and gasped.

There were also villagers catching locusts. The crops in the fields were eaten by locusts. Everyone knew what kind of situation they would face next. The people in the village who regretted the most at this time were those who did not harvest the crops early. They had the opportunity but missed it.

During the famine years, people sold their children to get enough food. Some people had to beg for food on the road, and if these locusts were edible, they could be used as food.

With this thought in mind, some people in the village took action. No matter whether the fish were edible or not, they would just catch and collect them first.