Chapter 1022 The Demon Seed is Natural (56)
Every morning when I get up, the first thing I do is open the window and look outside the house to see if there is any frost covering it outside.
Still not today.
Counting the days, it should have snowed long ago.
But now the outside is still bare, there is no snow, let alone rain. There is nothing outside the house except coldness and withering.
Grandpa's mind became heavy again.
"It's time to come...why didn't you come..."
Everyone is waiting for the heavy snow to come.
In the end it was fruitless.
The weather is getting warmer, and in early spring, the red sun that originally hung high in the sky is now dazzlingly white, with a steady stream of heat. The foothills where the four seasons used to be normal have just ushered in the early spring sowing season. , the temperature is no different from summer.
As the crop fields dried up and cracked, what followed was the creek that circled the village, slowly drying up, revealing a white riverbed covered with pebbles.
This stream is connected to the spring on the top of the mountain. It has continuous summer and winter, and is sweet and delicious. It has nourished many people in Qishan Village for generations. But now, this river is slowly disappearing, as the temperature continues to rise. , the river bed is completely dry, not to mention the water, even the sand on the bottom of the river has been dried into a hard piece.
Time passes.
Obviously, the situation is getting worse.
There are very few people left in the village, and the few elderly people do not have much daily needs. Even if the situation is serious, they can still persevere.
In the shade of Beishan, there is a thin stream of mountain spring flowing down. Zhou Ye and Xiao Tao walk more than ten miles to the foot of the mountain with a bucket every day, and wait for a day before they can fill a bucket of water.
Fortunately, there are not many people in the village, and although the water is more restrictive, it can still hold up.
The food in the granary is almost gone.
In the cellar, there were some old rice and noodles left over from previous years, which were moldy and discolored, and had a musty smell. But the one in front of me was pretty good for someone with a stutter, so there was nothing left to choose from. The old people will eat first before the two children, especially the grandfather, and the mantra on their lips has become again.
"Grandpa is old, grandpa is not hungry."
If you save yourself some time, you might be able to wait until Xiaotao's parents come back and send the two children away.
This village cannot stay any longer.
But when he thought that the others had left and that his little granddaughter would still have someone to take care of her in the future, grandpa saw the desperate situation in front of him much more clearly and openly.
Just hold on and they'll come back.
Another half year has passed, and it should have been a refreshing and pleasant autumn day, but the weather is still extremely hot. Surrounded by mountains, it is obviously a good place to cool down and relieve the heat, but the sun above your head seems to be hanging in the sky forever, looking crazy at the mouth of the gorge. of exposure.
The originally beautiful village with beautiful mountains and rivers has been left with no grass growing. The dry and cracked riverbed in the back of the mountain has been peeled off by the sun. The original crop fields are as cracked as spider webs. Walking on the ground is like walking in a steamer.
This kind of thing is considered a natural disaster.
Grandpa has never seen anything like this in his whole life.
The old man didn't know what to do and could only pin all his hopes on those who left the village.
He is too old and cannot even climb the shortest hillside, let alone the canyons and canyons in front of him. He is like an old tree deeply rooted in the village and will never be able to leave.
But children are different.
They will survive wherever they go.
That night, taking advantage of the weather finally getting a little cooler, grandpa set the table in the yard, with a plate of leftover sweet cakes from an unknown age on the table.
(End of chapter)