On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

On the way to Nanyang County, they took small paths and tried their best to avoid places with people and villages.

Even so, there were still many victims who could not survive in the village and secretly ran away along the way.

Like the victims before them, when they saw Song Xile and others, their eyes were involuntarily attracted by the food carts, and they honestly followed the food transport team.

Song Xile followed the above method and gave those people three days' food, and then persuaded the people following the food cart to leave.

Of course, it was not all smooth sailing. They also encountered low-rate people, who gave them food so easily after seeing Song Xile and the others do so.

He was greedy and wanted more food, but was finally scared away by Qiao Da who broke a tree as thick as a bowl with one punch.

On the fifth day, Old Song pointed to a boundary marker on a side road and said happily to his daughter, "We have finally reached Nanyun County. If we hurry up, we can get home before dark!"

After saying that, he asked his son to drive the donkey cart faster!

Song Xile immediately spoke out to stop him, "Dad, our team has so much food and has traveled so far. Everyone is very nervous. The horses and people are very tired. It's better to go slower. It's safer to go slower!"

Song Xile was looking forward to returning home after dark. After all, they brought so much food into the village, and she didn't want to be too conspicuous.

Old Song agreed with that. These grains are very precious. If the horse kicks its heels and refuses to move, wouldn't that waste even more time?

We are almost home, and we can’t let anything go wrong.

Old Song thought, since he would definitely be able to go home today, he might as well go slowly.

Seeing that his father was no longer in a hurry to go home, Song Xile told Old Song about his plan, "Dad, you should transport all this food back home later."

Old Song was startled. He subconsciously glanced at his son-in-law, and seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl is really careless. How could she let her son-in-law take away all the food in front of him?

If this happened in an ordinary family, if a married woman said something like this, she would probably be scolded to death!

Little did he know that while he was still feeling lucky that his son-in-law was not unhappy, Chen Yunyou chimed in: "We don't have a place to store these grains for now, so we still have to trouble my father-in-law!"

Old Song was very pleased to see his son-in-law support his daughter's decision. He immediately grinned and said, "What's the problem? Just give the food to me and I will keep it for you!"

He paused and asked hesitantly, "Xi Le, are you planning to do food business? Why did you buy so much food at once?"

Song Xile shook his head, "Dad, you think too much. Now the county magistrate has stabilized the grain prices in the county. Even if I want to make a profit from the price difference of my grain, I may not be able to make any money!"

Old Song had always thought that his daughter bought so much food to make money. Now that he heard her say that, he became a little anxious. "Then you bought so much food and didn't sell it, wouldn't you lose a lot of money?"

"Dad, don't worry, I bought all this food and it will be useful to you!"

Seeing that his father was still frowning, Song Xile leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words, and the old man's eyes suddenly brightened.

"This, will this work?" He rubbed his hands and said with some hesitation.

Song Xile nodded, "There's no rush for this matter, let's go home and settle down first!"

Old Song nodded repeatedly and stopped worrying about what had just happened!

Since the group entered Nanyun County, Song Xile has been sitting on the donkey cart, observing the situation in the fields.

Compared with the fields in Nanyang County that are all withered, yellow and cracked, the situation in Nanyun County is relatively better.

The wheat in the fields had been harvested, leaving only the stubble.

Because of the drought, it seems that the people did not reclaim the land and plant drought-resistant crops such as beans.

Old Song couldn't help but sigh, "If it doesn't rain today, no one will dare to replant beans. By then, not to mention the bean seeds, we will have to lose everything!"

Song Xile frowned. There was no harvest in the summer, so maybe everyone could just hold on and tighten their belts and get through it.

If there is still no harvest by the time autumn comes, how will everyone survive this year?

By then, the grain prices that County Magistrate Zhou had tried so hard to stabilize would no longer be able to be maintained.

As the convoy drove along, just as she was feeling deeply uneasy about what she had seen, she finally saw people farming in a valley.

Song Xile couldn't help but sit up straight and look at the people irrigating their fields.

There is a pond at the foot of the valley. The pond does not occupy a large area, but with this pond, the nearby farmland can be irrigated.

Old Song sighed, "Fortunately, the county magistrate made preparations in advance and led people to dig large and small reservoirs in places where water might be found."

Song Xile's anxious heart gradually calmed down.

Nanyun County is still a medium-sized county. Even if only half of the villages can benefit from it, it can alleviate some of the disaster relief pressure on the county government.

I don’t know if the pumpkins at home are ripe yet. If only pumpkin seeds could be distributed throughout Nanyun County at this time.

A high-yield crop like pumpkin is enough to feed the people of an entire county!

Song Xile made up his mind and told Old Song about his idea.

"Dad, now is the time to plant. Can you go home today and see if the pumpkins are ready to be harvested? And by the way, discuss it with the tribe leader and the villagers."

"I want to work with the county magistrate to promote pumpkin seeds throughout Nanyun County and help the people of Nanyun County successfully overcome this crisis!"

Old Song hadn't thought of this yet, but when he heard his daughter say this, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

He thought of the round pumpkins hanging on the branches before he left home. If all the people in Nanyun County planted them, why would they have to leave their hometowns and struggle to survive like the disaster victims in Nanyang County?

Old Song nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll go find the clan leader when I get home tonight!"

The father and daughter had just agreed on the use of pumpkin seeds when the people from Song Village found the head of the Song clan to discuss the distribution of pumpkins.

No matter how difficult life is outside these days, the people of Songjia Village still have hope.

Looking at the round pumpkins hanging on the branches, the villagers of Songjia Village were very happy, and the number of people sent to patrol the mountain every day more than doubled!

"Chief, many families in the village are out of food now. Can you pick some first and distribute some to each household?"

"You also know that once this person has no food, when he sees food but cannot eat it, his heart will inevitably be unsettled."

Patriarch Song frowned. The Song family occupied half of the pumpkin field. If they wanted to pick the pumpkins, they had to get the Song family's approval first.

But Old Song is not at home at the moment.

But what the villagers said makes sense. We can’t let the villagers guard the pumpkins while hungry.

He thought for a while and said, "How about this, let's wait for a few days until your Uncle Song comes back from the capital. If anyone is short of food, come to my house and borrow some to get through this period!"

Although the villagers still wanted to share the pumpkins, since the patriarch had said so, everyone had no choice but to agree!