Restart the Disaster of Another World

It was already afternoon when Wen Qun returned. The slanting sunlight lengthened his figure. At this moment, a strong desire to return home surged in his heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart. He urged the carriage full of goods to gallop along the way, raising a cloud of dust.

Compared to the slow and steady ox-drawn cart, the horse-drawn cart was like a wild horse, running at lightning speed. Although they stopped twice on the way, they still arrived at the village in time.

Wen Qun did not let the carriage drive into the village, but told the driver to unload the goods at the entrance of the village. After everything was arranged, he paid the remaining 100 copper coins and watched the driver leave.

Looking at the pile of items in front of him, Wen Qun couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself: How should these things be moved? For a moment, he was in a dilemma. However, at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the road leading into the village, approaching. Wen Qun suddenly felt relieved, sat down on a big rock next to him, and waited quietly.

As the distance got closer, the figure gradually became clearer. Finally, the person came up to me and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, Ayao, how about you?" Wen Qun stood up suddenly, walked forward, and was hugged tightly in the other's arms.

Jing Yao, who was also hungry, shook his head honestly. He was busy doing things in the backyard and had forgotten the time. When he looked up at the sky, he was shocked to find that it was so late and the person at home had not returned yet. So he went to the village entrance without hesitation to wait.

Wen Qun stared at Jing Yao, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart. He felt that Jing Yao's face had become a little thinner after just one day out, which made him feel pity: "I'll go home and cook for Yao."

Jing Yao heard this and slowly loosened his hand, gently kneading Wen Qun's cheek. Wen Qun's face now finally had some flesh on it, and he was healthy and rosy. It was conceivable that in another year or two, when Wen Qun was fully grown, he would become a beautiful person.

Wen Qun was tired from traveling all the way, and Jing Yao didn't want to make any complicated dishes. He lit the fire while Wen Qun skillfully cooked noodles and fried two golden and crispy eggs. Then, he casually grabbed a handful of fresh leaves and put them into the pot, sprinkled some fragrant chopped green onions, and finally added a little lard and appropriate amount of salt to season. Without too many complicated steps, this simple and plain meal exudes an incomparable and tempting aroma.

While eating, Wen Qun told Jing Yao the purpose of his trip to the county town today.

"The letter was written to me by a man from the same village in the name of Brother Yue. He knew that Brother Yue and I used to get along well, so he told me to go quietly. When I arrived at the county town, I learned that the last time Brother Yue went back, he found that his mother-in-law had gone out shopping. I thought she had let it go and started to like her granddaughter, but I didn't expect that in the following days, she would still take Yaya out but not allow Brother Yue to follow. Brother Yue didn't suspect anything at first, but after a while, he realized something was wrong. He followed her secretly and found out that his mother-in-law had taken Yaya to a cloth shop in the county and had been with the shopkeeper for seventeen years. Yue Ge immediately took Yaya back home, but was accused of beating his parents-in-law and being unfilial, and they wanted to divorce him. No one believed Yue Ge even when he told the truth. Fortunately, his husband was willing to believe him, but the news got out and Yue Ge's reputation was ruined. His parents-in-law locked him up at home when his husband was out and wouldn't let him go out. Yue Ge tried every possible way at home and finally got in touch with a fellow villager who worked in the county town all year round. He notified Yue Ge's family and also wrote me a letter.

When I arrived, Liu Shu had already brought several brothers home to make trouble. At first, they didn't admit it and almost got into a fight. Fortunately, her husband came back in time. After knowing what happened, he personally took Brother Yue and the children away from home. Uncle Liu wanted them to come back and live, but Brother Yue refused in order to consider her husband's status. Now she has rented a house in the county town to live temporarily. Brother Yue was worried that I would make you angry if I went out alone, so he asked me to come back and tell you what happened. "

Wen Qun looked at Jing Yao, wanting to see his reaction.

Jing Yao stood up from the stove, hugged Wen Qun in his arms, bent down and kissed his ear, "Don't test me, I will only love you in this life, whether you have a child or not, that is just the third person between us, I will not make you feel bad for him."

What Jing Yao didn't tell Wen Qun was that he had no intention of letting Wen Qun get pregnant, at least not now. He loved Wen Qun and didn't want another person to disturb them. If he changed his mind in the future, he would reconsider it carefully. "

Jing Yao's words made Wen Qun happy. He just saw such a thing today and was moved. He wanted to confirm Jing Yao's feelings for him. Jing Yao's answer made him feel at ease, and he was willing to believe Jing Yao wholeheartedly.

Wen Qun changed the subject and talked about what he saw on the way: "On my way back, the carriage I was riding was on the official road of Lin'an. Inadvertently, I saw many refugees wandering around the edge of the county town. They were haggard and pale, staring at passers-by like zombies. Seeing this scene, my heart sank. In just over half a month, the number of refugees in Lin'an County has increased day by day."

Thinking of this, Wen Qun frowned and continued, "According to this trend, after next year, I'm afraid that all the mountain villages will not be spared and will fall into chaos! In addition, I noticed that the government officials in Lin'an are setting up porridge sheds to distribute clothes and food to the refugees. At present, there is still food supply and sufficient manpower, and the government can barely control the situation. However, what if the government itself can't protect itself? If Lin'an encounters a snowstorm, or other more serious disasters, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

At this moment, he was still thinking about the future disaster scenario that Jing Yao showed him.

"Don't worry, those things may not necessarily happen. Even if they do, we now have so much high-yield grain. Lord Li is a good official who is dedicated to his duties and cares about the people. He will resettle those refugees." Although he comforted Wen Qun in this way, Jing Yao knew that they should make some preparations.

In order to comfort Wen Qun, Jing Yao took him to count the family's property, the income of the Treasure Pavilion, the various inputs of the factory, the finished products of various things produced on a daily basis, the livestock on the ranch, the potatoes planted in the farm in winter, and the wheat that had already turned green.

It has to be said that humans seem to be born with the instinct to store supplies for emergencies. When the family has sufficient reserves, people will feel more secure and stable. After witnessing all this, Wen Qun's originally somewhat uneasy mood gradually calmed down, and he began to believe that even in the face of the test of disaster, they might not fall into a dilemma of being at a loss.

Jing Yao went to the village head's house, and the village head told Wen Qin what he had seen and heard in the town: first, he heard that food prices were rising, and then he mentioned that there might be more and more refugees from the northern region emerging. The village head's expression became more serious and solemn.

"This time I went to the capital city, firstly to visit an old friend, and secondly to get some accurate information. If the north is really hit by a drought, we must prepare countermeasures in advance!"

"You should be careful on your way! I will tell the villagers not to sell food for the time being and wait for your return. I hope you can bring back good and exciting news by then." The reason why the head of the village is qualified for the position of village chief is not just relying on the protection of his family power. His own keen insight and excellent judgment are also one of the important reasons.

If the drought in the north continues to spread, then choosing to sell grain at this moment is undoubtedly a double mistake! Don't be complacent and think that your grain can be sold at a high price just because the price per kilogram has increased by one or two copper coins, and then sell it happily. Who can predict whether you will need to pay ten times the price to buy back these life-saving grains in the future?

The village head is nearly 50 years old and experienced a severe drought in his childhood. Although he has a vague memory of the specific circumstances of the disaster, the feeling of being hungry all day long is unforgettable.

What was worse was that, at the most difficult time, he was so hungry that he ate Guanyin soil. Fortunately, this scene was discovered by Grandpa Wen. Grandpa Wen went deep into the mountains regardless of the danger and returned after about ten days. He successfully brought back some food, thus saving the lives of his whole family.

After the drought, the population of Wenjiabao dropped by more than half, which is why there was so much vacant space in the lower fort, where the government resettled the refugees. Having experienced the disaster, they had the same experience as those people and could empathize with them. They would also be more tolerant of them, which is why Wenjiabao is so harmonious.

Whenever he recalled that terrible past, the village head always frowned and was worried. If drought really happened again, how would he protect his family?

He first went to the county town and looked for the county magistrate, Li Guoan. Before he could open his mouth, Li Guoan had already received the news, "It is still very cold in the north this year. People have been fleeing to the south since July. The area north of Hanping Pass is really going to become a deserted place."

"The temperature started to drop after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left. Before the Crown Prince even reached Shangjing, a heavy snowstorm began to fall in the north." Jing Yao said in surprise.

Li Guoan nodded. He was also a little shocked. He had gone through so much hardship and even tried to be sent out when His Majesty wanted to reward him at the beginning of the year. However, he was suppressed and dared not act rashly. He persuaded the prince to leave Beijing for the north. He encountered many pursuits on the way. He finally came to the north and helped the local people, making their lives better. He thought they could live a good life in the future. However, less than half a year had passed when the disaster struck again. The people were once again homeless and forced to leave their homeland. What could he do? What else could he do?

Seeing him like this, Jing Yao comforted him, "You have done a lot. At least you let them survive in the summer. Although they were still forced to leave their hometown, they came to your territory and you are now their parents. How to settle them and let them survive is what you have to do next. As for the rest, you can't control it, and I can't control it. If you don't want to control what you can control, then find someone who wants to control it."

Jing Yao's treasonous words rang in Li Guoan's ears. This sentence was like a thunderbolt, deafening, and made him feel as if he had been enlightened. He looked at Jing Yao and said nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything. The two did not speak after that, but started to do various things that they could.

The northern region has suffered from natural disasters for several years, and the people are living in poverty and displacement. Hunger and death loom over this land, and people either starve to death on the streets or are forced to flee their homes in search of survival. However, due to the long distance and lack of food resources, the number of refugees is relatively small.

On the other hand, in the southern region, which was famous for its richness, a large number of refugees were wandering around. The government was helpless in the face of such a situation and found it difficult to effectively manage these refugees.

As time went on, food prices continued to soar, causing greater inconvenience to the people. Li Guoan took harsh measures to solve this problem, even resorting to torture, and the vegetable market was littered with severed heads. However, this tough measure only achieved short-term results. If the situation in the north does not improve, it seems only a matter of time before chaos breaks out again.

In addition, a small number of refugees from the north chose to move towards Shangjing. With hope and courage in their hearts, they gritted their teeth and insisted on moving forward, refusing to stop easily.

When Jing Yao returned to Qingshui Town, he was surprised to find that the city gates were closed and did not allow refugees to enter the city as usual. However, the town was still bustling with activity, as if nothing had happened.

With doubts, Jing Yao went to a grain store to inquire about the grain price. After learning that the price of grain had increased by one or two cents per kilogram, he gradually came to his senses - it seemed that Qingshui Town had not yet caused a major turmoil, or it might be due to poor information transmission.

After strolling around the town, Jing Yao came to the largest pastry shop in Qingshui Town. It was a two-story building, and although it was still early, a long line had already formed in front of the door.

The shop is famous for its signature products, salted egg yolk biscuits and pork floss buns, which Wen Qun particularly likes. So Jing Yao also joined the queue and waited patiently for a while before finally buying 50 boxes of delicious salted egg yolk biscuits and pork floss buns. In addition, he also picked up some other kinds of pastries to buy.

On the way home, Jing Yao accidentally saw a roadside stall selling fresh mutton. The stall owner told him that the mutton was all raised and slaughtered by himself, and the price was only 30 wen per pound.

Jing Yao felt that the price was a good deal, and he just happened to have such a good opportunity today, so he couldn't miss it. However, since people in the southern region are generally not used to eating mutton, he only bought two lamb legs and some small ribs, and did not choose other parts.

Jing Yao bought a lot of items, but in fact, he stored most of the supplies he really needed in the space, and only placed two items symbolically in the car outside. When he was about to leave Qingshui Town, he quietly transferred some supplies from the space.

After finishing shopping, Jing Yao loaded the items into the car. Before leaving, he stared at the gate of Qingshui Town, and couldn't help but feel a little sad: I wonder how long this lively scene can last?

Jing Yao drove the loaded carriage along the road at lightning speed, raising a cloud of dust. In comparison, the speed of the oxcart was much slower. He did not stop along the way and finally arrived at the village before dinner. Jing Yao drove the carriage straight back home.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Wen Qun saw him coming back and greeted him with joy, "Ayao, you are back. Are you tired? Come and have some water."

Jing Yaodi took the water cup, drank it all, and gave the things he bought to Wen Qun, "I brought them for you."

Wen Qun looked at the gift in his hand, his eyes sparkling with joy. It was full of his favorite cakes. "Thank you, Ayao."

"I'll go serve the food." Wen Qun turned and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he brought out the still hot food. It was obvious that it was specially reserved for him.

Jing Yao also felt warm in his heart, as these dishes were his favorites.

"Ayao, go take a shower quickly. The bath water is ready for you." Wen Qun said softly after dinner.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Jing Yao replied, then walked into the bathroom.

When Jing Yao came out of the shower, Wen Qun was already lying in bed waiting for him. Jing Yao gently lifted the quilt, got into bed, hugged Wen Qun tightly, buried his head deep in his neck, sniffed him, and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Wen Qun gently hugged Jing Yao's neck, and even pressed his head down hard, close to his neck. "I want to wait for A Yao to sleep together." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Jing Yao's mind moved, and he turned over and switched the positions of the two people, so that Wen Qun was at the bottom and Jing Yao was at the top. Jing Yao supported himself on top of Wen Qun with one hand, and stared down at him. Wen Qun keenly noticed that Jing Yao seemed a little unusual tonight.

That night, Wen Qun was unusually obedient and catered to Jing Yao to the fullest. Tonight's husband was both well-behaved and docile, which made Jing Yao even more excited. It was not until midnight that the noise in the house gradually subsided.

Jing Yao caressed the person in his arms contentedly. After making sure that the person's breathing was stable, Jing Yao hugged the person tightly and fell into a sweet dream together.