"Uncle, thirty-eight, what do you mean?"

The old man was full of pride.

"This is my thirty-eighth wife, and there is a great drought every day, and there are many people who sell their sons and daughters.

I have a good heart, so I want to save more people who can't afford to eat.

When I married Thirty-Eight Niang, I used a bun, such a big one. ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a black dough from his dirty and hungry pocket, which was larger and more limited 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 twenty-eight years old.

Cai Gen praised the old man's kindness in his heart and asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Uncle, where is this?"

The old man didn't think twice, as if it wasn't a problem at all.

"No, ask the village chief."

"Where's the village chief?"

"No, it's either in the front or in the back."

Cai Gen nodded silently, this two-choice answer is really excellent, so you can't question it.

Forget it, let's look for it forward, in case you get tired of walking, you can wait for the village chief in the back.

Cai Gen quickened his pace, stood against the big sun, and walked forward.

A hundred meters later, Cai Gen slowed down, and he was already sweating profusely.

This rhythm is not right, haven't you eaten for a long time?

Why is it so empty?

Could it be that the rejuvenation effect of Xiaochun's hooves is still on himself?

No, my current body is not wearing a god robe.

There was no obvious feeling of hunger, the main thing was that I was too thirsty.

His throat was about to smoke, Cai Gen didn't dare to move anymore, he was very seriously dehydrated and died quickly.

Struggling to lean under a large tree, hoping to reduce some sun exposure.

However, the top of the head is bare, the trunk is also bare, and the power of the sun has not diminished.

At this time, Cai Gen missed that long hair a little, no matter what color, it was better than a bald man.

Farming civilization, relying on the sky for food, and catching up with the great drought is a tragedy in the world, an absolute disaster.

In this era, there should be no three-season rice, four-season rice, and no plastic greenhouses, right?

The water conservancy system should also be imperfect, either drought or flooding, and it is difficult to survive.

Sitting under a big tree, you can't enjoy the shade.

Cai Gen decided that he would no longer embarrass himself and would die of thirst here.

If you swallow your breath early, is it enough for these people to have a bonfire party at night?

Cai Gen, who was severely dehydrated, began to twitch again in his brain.

Suddenly, I felt that the sky was dark, and a dark cloud drifted over.

Immediately after, Cai Gen felt a chill on the top of his head, as if raindrops were falling.

At first, Cai Gen thought it was an illusion, but when the third drop of rain clearly hit his head.

It's OK, it's raining.

What kind of luck is this?

After a hundred years of drought, it rained as soon as I came, am I the savior?

Cai Gen stood up with all his strength, wanting to shout and attract the attention of passers-by, hoping to share the good news quickly.

After all, when it rains, the bald have priority access to information.

I opened my mouth and shouted twice, but I didn't succeed, and my voice was already hoarse because of lack of water.

Finally, when he finally shouted, Cai Gen felt a hot pain in his throat.

"It's raining, it's raining, finally, it's raining."

This sound was like a thunderbolt from the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

But this gaze is obviously not the joy that Cai Gen expected, but they all look at Cai Gen like a fool.

Who doesn't want rain?

I want to rain in my dreams.

But after a hundred years, it's time to wake up from any dream.

Look, this is another crazy one.

Cai Gen felt that something was wrong, why were they unhappy?

Looking up at the sky, it seemed that Cai Gen's shouting disturbed the dark clouds overhead, and he accelerated and fled.

A beam of sunlight smashed down on his head, smashing Cai Gen's head dizzy.

After a hundred years of drought, three drops of nectar fell in the face of nectar?

Just kidding, right?

In this rapid switch between great joy and great sorrow, Cai Gen completely sank.

Just say forget it, let's die, how can I be a child of destiny?

Those three drops of rain are here to amuse yourself, right?

Passers-by saw Cai Gen shouting, and sat down again lonely, all casting sympathetic glances.

Hey, when will this fat man die?

It's been a long time since there's a bonfire.

After experiencing a big mood swing, Cai Gen felt even thirstier, and his throat seemed to be shouting blood just now.

When his consciousness was dying, he suddenly saw a familiar figure hurriedly walking past Cai Gen.

Clip a small bag, wear a mink, a large gold chain, and a small watch.

This is different from other people's clothing, it is so obvious that it is difficult for Cai Gen to see it.

Isn't this a fly?

Cai Gen is so excited, in this strange place, he is really lucky to meet familiar people.

"Fly, what are you doing?"

The fly was in a hurry, and when Cai Gen called it, he was also stunned, and then when he saw it, he was overjoyed.

"Oh, old root, I found you, I'm in a hurry, why are you here?"

Why am I here?

Cai Gen's brain is not very flexible due to lack of water, and he doesn't know why he is here.

"Why are you here? Is there water? ”

Cai Gen struggled to snatch the fly's small bag and hurriedly opened it.

Two stacks of red tickets, a box of seventeen yuan cigarettes, a small notebook with IOUs, and by the way, a fake thief Bo lighter, but there is no water.

Cai Gen was disappointed, and his eyes were red.

"Why don't you bring water? Do you have money to bring? Do you see the supermarket? ”

The fly stared at the little eyes, not understanding why Cai Gen was in a hurry.

"How expensive it is to sell water in the supermarket, I usually rely on rubbing, and never bring my own water."

Beautiful, this definitely fits the character of the fly.

For so many years, he has also been practicing and abiding by his own principles.

If you can rub others, you will never rub your own.

"You wear a mink in this big sun, isn't it hot?"

Flies look around, big sun? Hot? Have it?

"Lao Gen, your brain is frozen, right? Where is it hot? ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Cai Gen felt a cold wind drifting by.

The original scorching sun has turned into a cold winter.

The roadside was full of frozen bones, a small pile, a small pile.

This scene switch is too abrupt, and there is no reaction time at all.

Besides, even if you are so willful, can you take a snack, and you can die if it snows a little in winter?

It's a trivial matter to freeze to death or not, and it's good to eat two mouthfuls of snow to quench your thirst.

Sweating profusely just now, as soon as the breeze blew, Cai Gen was in good spirits.

This is the legendary transition, there is no excess, it is all based on a thought.

Looking at the fly's eager expression, after Cai Gen regained consciousness, he began to focus on the key points.

"Brother Fly, what the hell are you looking for me?"

The fly saw that Cai Gen was calm, not in a hurry, and said his needs without any psychological burden.

"Brother, it's the end of the year, and your interest should be paid.

In our industry, it is popular to settle accounts before the year, otherwise it will be unlucky for the debtor in the coming year. ”