Chapter 805
"Uncle, thirty-eight, what does it mean?"
The old man was full of pride at this time.
"This is my thirty-eighth wife. There is a severe drought, and there are many people selling their sons and daughters.
I am kind-hearted and just want to save more people who cannot afford food.
When I married the thirty-eighth mother, I used a whole steamed bun, which was so big."
As he said that, the old man took out a dark flour pancake from his dirty and hungry pocket, which was a little bigger than a bean bag.
Well, seeing this, Cai Gen understood.
In times of disaster, hard currency is not gold and silver, but food, and human life is the first need.
At the same time, Cai Gen also understood the reason why the uncle was so mature at the age of twenty-eight.
Cai Gen mentally praised the old man's kindness and asked the question he wanted to know the most.
"Uncle, where is this?"
The old man didn't think twice, as if this was not a problem at all.
"Don't tell me, ask the village chief."
"Where is the village chief?"
"Bu Zi Dao, it's either in front or behind."
Cai Gen nodded silently. This answer of one of the two options is really excellent, leaving you unable to question it.
Forget it, let's look forward. If we get tired from walking, we can still wait for the village chief behind us.
Cai Gen quickened his pace and walked forward under the bright sun.
After a hundred meters, Cai Gen slowed down and his body was already covered in sweat.
This rhythm is wrong. Have you not eaten for a long time?
Why is it so vain?
Could it be that the rejuvenating effect of Xiaochun's hooves is still on me?
No way, my current body is not wearing a divine robe.
There is no obvious feeling of hunger, mainly because I am too thirsty.
His throat was almost smoking, and Cai Gen didn't dare to move anymore. He was severely dehydrated and would die quickly.
I struggled to lean against a big tree, hoping to reduce the sun exposure.
However, the top of the head is bare and the tree trunks are also bare, so the power of the sun has not diminished.
At this time, Cai Gen missed his long hair a little. No matter what color it was, it was better than a bald man.
Agricultural civilization depends on the sky for food, and when a severe drought occurs, this is a human tragedy and an absolute disaster.
In this era, there should be no three-season rice or four-season rice, let alone plastic greenhouses, right?
The water conservancy system is probably not perfect either. There are either droughts or floods, making it difficult to survive.
Sitting under a big tree is not a good way to enjoy the shade.
Cai Gen decided not to embarrass himself anymore and just die of thirst here.
If I die early, will it be enough for these people to hold a bonfire party at night?
Cai Gen, who was severely dehydrated, began to have twitches in his brain again.
Suddenly, it felt like the sky was darkening and a dark cloud was drifting over.
Immediately afterwards, Cai Gen felt a chill on his head, as if raindrops were falling.
At first, Cai Gen thought it was an illusion, but the third drop of rain clearly hit his head.
OK, it's raining.
What kind of luck is this?
There has been a drought for a hundred years, and it rains whenever I come. Am I the savior?
Cai Gen stood up with all his strength, wanting to shout to attract the attention of passers-by and share the good news quickly.
After all, when it rains, the bald man has priority in getting information.
I opened my mouth and shouted twice, but with no success. My throat was already hoarse due to lack of water.
Finally, he finally shouted, and Cai Gen felt his throat burning.
"It's raining. Finally, it's raining."
This sound was like a bolt from the blue, attracting everyone's attention.
But this look was obviously not the joy Cai Gen expected, but they all looked at Cai Gen like a fool.
Who doesn't want to rain?
I dream about rain.
But after a hundred years, it’s time to wake up from any dream.
Look, this is crazy again.
Cai Gen felt something was wrong, why were they unhappy?
Looking up at the sky, it seemed that Cai Gen's shouting had disturbed the dark clouds above his head, and he sped away in despair.
A beam of sunlight hit Cai Gen's head, making him dizzy.
After a hundred years of drought, three drops of nectar fell.
Are you kidding me?
In this rapid switch between great joy and great sorrow, Cai Gen was completely lost.
Just say forget it and just die. How could you be the child of destiny?
Those three drops of rain are just for fun, right?
When passers-by saw Cai Gen yelling and sitting down again lonely, they all cast sympathetic glances.
Hey, when will this fat man die?
It’s been a long time since I had a bonfire party.
After experiencing great mood swings, Cai Gen felt even thirstier, and his throat felt like blood was bleeding from shouting just now.
As he was dying of consciousness, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking past Cai Gen in a hurry.
Carry a small bag, wear a mink, a big gold chain, and a small watch.
The difference in clothing from the others was so obvious that it was difficult for Cai Gen not to see it.
Isn't this a fly?
Cai Gen was so excited. He was really lucky to meet familiar people in this strange place.
"Fly, what are you doing?"
The fly was in a hurry, but when Cai Gen called him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed when he saw it.
"Oh, Lao Gen, I've found you. I'm so worried. Why are you here?"
Why am I here?
Cai Gen's brain was not very flexible due to lack of water, and he didn't know why he was here.
"Why are you here? Is there water?"
Cai Gen struggled to grab the fly's small folder and opened it hurriedly.
Two stacks of red tickets, a pack of seventeen-yuan cigarettes, a small book to write IOUs on, and, yes, a fake lighter, but no water.
Cai Gen was disappointed and his eyes were red.
"Why don't you bring water? What's the point of bringing money? Have you seen the supermarket?"
The fly stared with its little eyes, not understanding why Cai Gen was so anxious.
"Water sold in supermarkets is so expensive. I usually rely on it and never bring my own water."
Beautiful, it definitely fits the personality of a fly.
Over the years, he has always practiced and abided by his principles.
If you can rub off on others, you will never rub off on yourself.
"It's such a hot sun, why don't you wear a mink and it's not hot?"
The fly looked around. Is it sunny? Is it hot? Is it there?
"Lao Gen, is your brain frozen? Where is the heat?"
As soon as he finished saying this, Cai Gen felt a cold wind blowing by.
What was originally a scorching sun has turned into a cold winter.
There are frozen corpses on the roadside, in small piles and small piles.
This scene change was too abrupt, and there was no reaction time at all.
Besides, even if you are so willful, can you take some snacks? Will it kill you if there is a little snow in the winter?
Whether you freeze to death or not is a trivial matter, just take a few mouthfuls of snow to quench your thirst.
Cai Gen was sweating profusely just now, and when the breeze blew, Cai Gen immediately became energetic.
This is the legendary transition, it's not excessive, it's all in one thought.
Seeing the fly's eager expression, Cai Gen regained consciousness and began to focus on the key points.
"Brother Fly, what do you want from me?"
The fly saw that Cai Gen had calmed down and was no longer impatient, and expressed his needs without any psychological burden.
"Brother, it's the end of the year and it's time for you to pay your interest.
In our industry, it is popular to clear debts before the year, otherwise it will be unlucky for the debtors in the coming year."
This chapter has been completed!