Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

After dinner, Jiang Wenming sent Xiang Xiuying home and then told his father that he was leaving.

Jiang Wensong just happened to come over and heard Jiang Wenming was about to go out. He stared at him and asked, "Where are you going so late? Is it safe?"

"Brother, it's okay. We are just going to get some grain seeds." Jiang Wenming did not hide it from them.

"Grain seeds?"

"What kind of grain?"

They all looked at Jiang Wenming in surprise. Even Xiang's father, who was sitting silently on the side, stood up in surprise.

"You will understand when you come back about the new grain varieties arranged by us, including sweet potatoes, potatoes, soybeans, wheat, and corn. As long as we harvest one season, we won't be afraid of famine." Jiang Wenming assured confidently when he thought of the yield.

"I'll go with you." Jiang Wenshun walked over and said.

Jiang Wenming shook his head and said, "No, I am with Ma Chao and the others. Brother, the village still needs you. Everyone should be more vigilant. If there is any danger, take people to the mountains."

Jiang Jiancai nodded and said, "The village still needs you strong men to take turns on guard duty. We can't let anything go wrong again."

"Third brother, you guys should be careful outside." Jiang Wenqi patted Jiang Wenming on the shoulder.

"Don't worry! I'm used to it. Wait for me to bring back the seeds." Jiang Wenming said and ran out.

The sentry watched Jiang Wenming and a dozen other people, along with Jiang Jiyun, sneak into the mountain in the dark.

The oil lamp in Jiang Wenming's house was on, and his house was full of people.

At daybreak, Jiang Jize came running in and shouted, "My uncle and his friends are back. They are coming back with a horse-drawn carriage and an ox-drawn cart."

Everyone in the room had been worried all night, and when they heard that someone had returned, they all ran out.

"father!"

"father in law!"

"elder brother!"

Jiang Wenming looked at the people running over and called out to them. At this time, Jiang Jiyun was sleeping soundly on the grain bag.

"What's going on with Xiaoyun?" Jiang Jijian stared at the man who was covered with a military coat, sleeping soundly and snoring, with a puzzled look on his face, and couldn't help but ask others.

Ma Chao, who was standing by, heard his question and casually handed the reins in his hand to Xu Fan, who was standing beside him. Then he turned around and replied, "She didn't sleep a wink last night. She just fell asleep not long ago."

Chen Meng, who was standing nearby, had his mouth twitching slightly, his eyes fixed on the child who was sleeping soundly.

I muttered to myself: It was obviously these adults who were working so hard last night!

But this little girl just sat there obediently from beginning to end, accompanying the old cow and watching Jiang Wenming concentrate on roasting a chicken for her.

She had eaten her fill and was sleeping contentedly.

At this moment, Ma Chao carefully picked up the sleeping Jiang Jiyun, turned around and slowly walked towards home.

Seeing this, Zhao Huashan hurriedly followed their footsteps and left together.

Jiang Wenming, who stayed behind, led the old ox, which was loaded with grain seeds, and walked steadily with Qi Feng and his friends in the carriage towards the ancestral hall in the village...

Everyone in the village came over to see what kind of grain it was, and Jiang Wenming had to follow them to secretly get it back overnight.

Only when they opened the bag and looked at the seeds inside did they completely believe what Jiang Wenming said.

"The corn kernels here are much bigger than the ones we have back home?" Xiang's mother exclaimed as she looked at the golden corn kernels.

"Uncle, is this a sweet potato? Why is it so big? The two at home combined are not as big as this one!" Jiang Jibai asked while looking at the huge sweet potato in his hand.

"These soybeans are fuller and rounder than those we grow."

“So is this wheat.”

“This peanut is so big!”

……

Jiang Wenming listened to their surprised voices and said to his father and Jiang Wensong, "Dad, cousins, I'll leave the grain seeds to you."

"Aunt Wenyan!" A voice called out. Jiang Jijian, carrying a spear on his shoulder, trotted over to Jiang Wenyan, who was watching the excitement, and said breathlessly, "A woman named Dong Cuilan came to the village entrance. She brought two old people and a woman with her. She is standing there waiting for you to come over."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenyan couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and thought to herself: "Why did Cuilan come so quickly? Did she come here specially to visit me?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look towards the direction of the village entrance, her eyes full of doubt.

Jiang Jijian at the side added: "Aunt Wenyan, in my opinion, they don't look like they are just here to visit relatives. In my opinion, they look more like they are here to seek refuge with you."

On the other side, Jiang Wenming and others unloaded the goods from the truck skillfully.

Jiang Wentao and his colleagues acted quickly and carefully hid the precious grain seeds, waiting for the spring to come, so that they could plant crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes on a large scale. That way, even if famine came, they would be able to help the villagers survive.

Seeing the busy scene in front of him, Jiang Wenming stopped what he was doing, walked quickly to Jiang Wenyan, and reminded her softly, "Sister Wenyan, you should go over and take a look. Maybe Sister Dong has encountered some difficult problems. If she really came to us for help, you have to think carefully before you do anything."

After saying that, he patted Jiang Wenyan on the shoulder and signaled her to go and deal with the matter as soon as possible.

Jiang Wenyan nodded. She understood what her cousin meant. Now was not the time for her and Dong Cuilan to rely on each other while they were escaping outside. She had to consider the people in the village who had escaped death.

She knew Dong Cuilan, but she didn't know her parents and sister's personalities. If they had any ulterior motives, the village would be in trouble.

Jiang Wenyan sighed and slowly walked towards the village entrance. From a distance, she saw four people standing at the entrance.

"Wenyan." Dong Cuilan looked at Jiang Wenyan who was walking over with a little restraint.

"Cuilan, we just separated yesterday. What's wrong with you today..." Jiang Wenyan looked at the three people who were thinner than Dong Cuilan in surprise.

"Wenyan, our family can no longer survive in Dongjiabao." Dong Cuilan looked back at her parents and sister and continued, "Can we come to your village for refuge? Don't worry, my parents and sister are very hardworking, and we can open up wasteland on our own."

Li Wensong came out of the village and heard that they came from Dongjiabao, so he asked, "Did your land also get taken away by landlord Dong?"

Dong Dachun's eyes turned red when he heard this. "Brother, do you also know about our village?"

Jiang Wensong nodded and said, "I heard about it when I went to the city to sell prey. I heard that Mr. Dong's daughter, who was studying in Sakura Country, married a Japanese officer."

"Yes, I heard from the lackeys of the rich man Dong that their brother-in-law is a commander in North China. Landlord Dong seized a large amount of land to grow crops for his brother-in-law's troops." Dong Dachun told them what he knew.

"It seems that Mr. Dong has a lot of good things at home!" Jiang Wenming and others came out pulling an empty cart.

"Is Mr. Dong's family very rich?" Jiang Jiyun looked at them with bright eyes.

Jiang Wenming looked at the excited little guy and said, "You don't remember? The Dong family is a wealthy family in our area. They are much richer than those officials in the county."