Traveling through 1942 with space

The afterglow faded and the sky became completely dark. The younger brothers and sisters who were sent out to play came back exhausted and fell asleep one by one.

But at this moment, both the uncle and Erda families were tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, obviously they were worried about something.

Hou Xiaoge vaguely heard Second Aunt and Erda whispering something, and occasionally the sound of Second Aunt choking could be heard.

Hou Xiaoge sighed in his heart. Even in this Republic of China where men are valued more than girls, there are parents who are willing to sell their own children. They are their own flesh and blood!

Of course, there are those who treat their daughters as cash cows, but they are a minority after all.

The original parents' behavior of selling their children was actually because they could not afford to live anymore and they just wanted to find a way for their children to survive.

Take Hou Xiaoge's original body for example. If Hou Xiaoge hadn't traveled through time, this body would probably have become someone else's "lunch" now.

There are also the two little ones from my second aunt's and my younger sister's family. Even though their meals have improved a lot in the past few days, they still look sick and can hardly walk steadily.

This is only in the summer, so they can eat more. If it were winter, these two little ones would probably not survive a month.

I don’t know how long it took, but Hou Xiaoge fell into a sleepy sleep. When he woke up, he felt water dripping down his face.

At first, Hou Xiaoge thought someone was playing a prank on him and splashing water on his face, but it was not until he heard shouts of “It’s raining, it’s raining” all around that Hou Xiaoge finally perked up.

It was already late at night, but the refugees around were awakened by the heavy rain.

Hou Xiaoge stood up from the luggage he was leaning against, looked at the rain falling from the sky, his face a little confused for a moment.

In Hou Xiaoge's subconscious, it didn't rain during the famine years! Why was it raining now? Did he travel through a fake Republic of China, or did the drought end early?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, just like being poured with a basin, and soon it turned into a rainstorm.

Standing in the rain, Hou Xiaoge didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Heiwa, what are you still doing there? Come under the tricycle and take shelter from the rain." Just as Hou Xiaoge was stunned, an angry shout came over.

Hou Xiaoge shuddered and came to his senses. Looking at his relatives who were hiding from the rain under the wheelbarrow, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle, no need, I'm already soaked, just treat it as a bath.

Besides, it's the same if you hide under the wheelbarrow. In such heavy rain, the quilt will be soaked in no time." Hou Xiaoge shouted with a smile.

"You bastard, are you out of your brain? At least protect your head when it rains, otherwise you will catch a cold tomorrow and have no medicine, and your child will be in trouble." Uncle Hou Yangmin scolded.

After being scolded by his uncle, Hou Xiaoge finally came to his senses and had to obediently come to the wheelbarrow to take shelter from the rain.

The Hou family had only three wheelbarrows in total. The younger children were curled up in the innermost one and were well protected. The adults and older children only had their heads protected under the wheelbarrows propped up by quilts.

Looking at the people huddled under the wheelbarrow like quails, shivering in the rain, Hou Xiaoge couldn't help but sigh at the difficulty of fleeing famine.

Hou Xiaoge didn’t feel cold when she was standing in the rain just now, but when she squatted under the small sky covered by the quilt, she sneezed for no reason.

"Look, look, now you've caught a cold!

You bastard, you are already so old, but you are still standing in the rain and being shouted at." Uncle Hou Yangmin glanced at Hou Xiaoge unhappily.

Hou Xiaoge didn't argue, but just chuckled twice.

The rain poured down in torrents, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in mist. The occasional sound of lightning and thunder made the surrounding darkness hazy.

It was raining so heavily that except for a few sleepy children, the adults did not sleep. They all hoped that God would stop the rain soon.

"Uncle, it's raining so hard, do you think the drought is over?" Hou Xiaoge asked, looking at the rain that had formed a stream on the ground.

"I don't know either. I only know that at this time every year it rains heavily and the Luo River floods.

We have droughts in Luoning for nine out of ten years, but we are also afraid of floods. Many autumn crops are drowned every year, and many farmlands cannot harvest in autumn. "Uncle Hou Yangmin looked at the heavy rain outside with a worried look on his face and answered the question irrelevantly.

Hou Xiaoge saw that he really couldn't get anything out of his uncle, a farmer, so he simply stopped asking. Besides, no one knew whether the drought would end or not, so he just had to take it one step at a time and see what happened next!

The heavy rain lasted for more than an hour, then gradually subsided. The wind and rain stopped completely when Mount Taibai rose.

It was already mid-August, the transition period between summer and autumn. On this morning when the heavy rain suddenly stopped, a hint of chill appeared in the wind.

The refugees had been in heavy rain all night and were already exhausted.

Blown by the cool breeze in the early morning, they instinctively pulled at their half-dry coarse linen clothes that were baked by their body temperature. Some even sneezed several times in a row, obviously catching a cold.

Hou Xiaoge, who had been up all night, was yawning. He was about to find a dry place to catch up on his sleep, but he suddenly felt a swelling pain in his head.

Hou Xiaoge quickly touched his forehead and felt it was a little hot, which made him realize that he might have a fever.

Although Hou Xiaoge's body has drunk a lot of spiritual spring water in the past few days, its foundation is too poor and it lacks nutritional supplements, so its body has naturally not recovered yet.

I was caught in the rain for several hours last night and didn't get enough rest, so it's normal to suddenly have a fever.

Feeling that he had a fever, Hou Xiaoge couldn't help but panic. He said hello to his uncle and told him that he was going to school. Then Hou Xiaoge quickly left the camp.

After turning around many times, Hou Xiaoge found an empty corner and returned directly to the space.

After returning to the space, Hou Xiaoge quickly took off his half-wet clothes. There was no one else in the space anyway, so it was fine to be naked.

Hou Xiaoge first drank a large bowl of spiritual spring water, then took out the remaining fire, put some hay and firewood on it and started to light a fire to boil water, and at the same time, he roasted a fire to drive away the cold.

After the water boiled, scooped a clay pot of water to dry, and then added cold water to the remaining boiling water.

After testing the water temperature and finding it wasn't hot, Hou Xiaoge sat directly in the old water tank and started taking a hot bath.

After soaking in a hot bath for half an hour, Hou Xiaoge finally felt much more comfortable and regained his energy.

After cleaning the large water tank, Hou Xiaoge began to inspect the planting space to see if there was anything edible.

I haven't been in for over a day, but the planting space is already lush and green. Many vegetables have already bloomed, and the wheat planted next to it has entered the filling stage. It looks like it can be harvested tomorrow.

In nature, most crops rely on wind for pollination, and only a very small number rely on animals, so wind is very important.

Fortunately, there is a breeze in the space, otherwise Hou Xiaoge would have to worry about how to pollinate these crops. If it depends on manual labor, they will be destroyed!

Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, Hou Xiaoge felt it was a bit of a waste. It would be great if he could get a nest of bees.

The growth rate of my few acres of land can catch up with the normal output of dozens of acres, and the bees can't collect all the moisture.

They first came to a place where there were seeds similar to melon seeds. As the crops grew, Hou Xiaoge was able to distinguish them clearly.

Part of it was indeed cucumbers, but the other part was a bit of a surprise, as it turned out to be an old variety of cantaloupe.

The difference between melon vine leaves and cucumber vine leaves is very obvious. Hou Xiaoge would definitely not make a mistake. After looking at the appearance of the leaves, he found that there are several types, which made Hou Xiaoge very happy.

Press the melon seeds to make them grow quickly, and you can eat the delicious melons in two days.

After cleaning up the melon vines, Hou Xiaoge looked back at the cucumber vines crawling all over the ground and felt a headache. It seemed that he had to put up a rack quickly, otherwise they would be all over the ground and affect the yield.

But it's definitely not possible now, there's no time. When I came to the vegetable field, these vegetables grew very fast. One day outside was equivalent to twenty days inside. I had to thin out the seedlings quickly.

After pulling out a dozen finger-thick radishes, washing them and eating them as snacks, Hou Xiaoge went to the wheat field, pulled out more than twenty ears of wheat, and threw them directly into the fire that had not yet been extinguished.

Ten minutes later, Hou Xiaoge cleaned his mouth which was blackened from eating steamed buns, took a piece of firewood from the space warehouse, and hurried out of the space.