Age: My Small World

Chapter 265

night.

Yang Jun and Cheng Xiaoyu rode their bikes home.

The little girl hugged him tightly from behind without any hesitation.

He's finished reading it anyway.

Yang Jun didn't pay attention to this, but looked at the scene around him with a gradually serious expression.

As the summer gets hotter, the fields have become cracked and deep gullies have appeared in many places.

From March to May, it may have rained only once.

Jiang Xueying mentioned that the neighboring province suffered a disaster, and I'm afraid that Shandong Province will also fall into it.

In fact, the current grain production has already decreased. As to how much the reduction is, we will have to wait until the harvest to know.

Winter wheat is now ready to be harvested, and some families have started harvesting in April.

"Xiao Yu'er, has the flow of the river in our village slowed down? The amount of water has decreased."

Cheng Xiaoyu often goes to the river to wash clothes, so she must know this.

Sure enough, the little girl who was secretly touching his abdominal muscles came to her senses, quietly lowered her hand a little, and replied: "Brother Xiaoshan, how did you know? There is less water in the river."

"Silly girl, haven't you figured it out yet? I'm afraid it won't rain easily this year. It's going to be hard for our crops."

When Cheng Xiaoyu heard that it involved crops, she became worried.

"Ah? Brother Xiaoshan, will the crops fail to grow?"

"It is possible."

Yang Jun couldn't help but sigh.

You have to know that Shandong Province is a province with a large population. This province alone needs countless food rations. If the land cannot produce food, the result is self-evident.

Even though he knew these things would happen, he still found it hard to accept it.

"What should we do? If there's no food at home, what will happen to Aimin and mother?"

It seems that she trusted Yang Jun too much, and Cheng Xiaoyu is now extremely panicked.

Yang Jun squeezed one of her hands and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you go hungry."

The girl calmed down instantly when she felt his warmth.

Yes, Brother Xiaoshan is here.

Given his great magical powers, there will definitely be no problem.

She comforted herself, but she was also thinking about how to solve the problem. She couldn't really rely on Brother Xiaoshan alone.

For a moment, the two people in the car had different thoughts.

It was not until Yang Jun entered the village that the girl hurriedly said, "Brother Xiaoshan, the car."

This is a reminder for him to hide the car.

"It's a good thing you reminded me." Yang Jun rubbed her palm.

When he returned home, Yang Jun had already figured out a solution.

"Corn flour can handle it for a while. If things get too difficult later, just pick some wild vegetables from the small world."

This is just for show. In fact, he will prepare meals in advance and bring them back for his family to eat.

Even an occasional meal can help my mother and second sister stay healthy.

With the effect of the spiritual water, no matter how the weather changes, it will not affect the two of them.

"Wow, you're back just in time. Uncle Seven was just about to discuss something with you."

Li Xiaohua didn't bother to ask her son about his well-being and just said.

Just from the way she looked him up and down, you could tell that she wasn't that reassured.

"Mom, what does Uncle Qi want to talk to me about?"

The Internet is a bit weird.

Uncle Seven of the Fan family usually doesn't look for him, so why did he suddenly come to him?

"It seems to be something about the big river in the north."

Li Xiaohua was talking about the Yellow River, which is dozens of kilometers away from the county seat and has no way to deal with drought.

Droughts have occurred frequently along the river these days.

"Then I'll go over there. Mom, please help me get the things in."

Naturally, I brought back a lot of bags when I went home, which were full of supplies that would last for a long time.

"You bought a bunch of things again, what a waste of money." Li Xiaohua shook her head, but had no choice but to take it.

Yang Jun headed towards Uncle Fan's house.

When he arrived at the place, he found that there were more than one people there, so that made things easy.

"Xiaoshan is back."

The villagers greeted us warmly.

Yang Jun responded one by one, trying his best not to offend anyone.

He glanced over and noticed that two people were missing.

It was the two brothers of the Wang family who should have gone to repair the river earlier.

They were scheduled to head north at the end of November last year.

Unfortunately, the two were lucky and happened to encounter abnormal water levels in the river. No one dared to let them repair the river channel, so they were delayed.

Could it be that this time they were talking about the river problem? But it had little to do with him.

As I was thinking about it, Uncle Qi came out of the house.

"Is everyone here? Xiaoshan is back too."

"Seventh Uncle." Many people call him that, and some also call him Seventh Grandpa.

"Seventh Brother, what's the matter with you calling us here?" Uncle Fan was the only one who dared to call Uncle Seven like that.

He is the father of Fan Yuanlong and Fan Yuanhu.

Uncle Fan Qi didn't hide anything and said seriously, "I think everyone has felt that the weather has been amiss over the past month or two. If it continues like this, not only will there be problems with food, but also with water and cooking."

"What I mean is that we can try to widen the river in the village so that it will be more convenient to store water when the time comes."

It turned out that Uncle Fan wanted to gather everyone's strength to turn the river into a water storage area.

But Yang Jun thought he was a little too idealistic.

As the river becomes wider, the flow of water slows down and the evaporation rate increases, which makes it easier for the water to disappear faster.

But the next moment, Uncle Fan said, "We have to build a water cellar. We still need to store water."

It seems that his main purpose was actually the water cellar.

This thing is really hard to handle, no wonder so many people were called here.

"Hill..."

A call attracted the whole audience.

Uncle Qi suddenly called Yang Jun's name, which stunned him for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"Seventh Uncle." Yang Jun stepped out from the crowd.

"Xiaoshan, you're the only one in our village with a high level of education. Can you tell me what we should do?"

Fan Xinhe had a plan, but no detailed details, so he wanted to get Yang Jun to work on it together.

But it was a serious matter after all, so Yang Jun didn't think too much about it.

He had just learned painting from Mr. Hu Baye, so he asked someone to find a pen and started to draw the picture of the water cellar.

You know what, even though I've been learning it for a short time, I'm already getting some idea of what I'm doing.

"Uncle Qi, how big do you want this water cellar to be?"

There are certain requirements for length, width and height, and it can't be said casually.

"I don't know how much it would take to provide enough water for the villagers."

Uncle Fan shook his head.

He did make a plan, but he really didn't consider how many people would use the water cellar.

For the time being, people are not so desperate about water resources.

Moreover, the well in the village has not dried up for many years, and I believe it will not dry up this year either.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the water supply problem.

The reason why Uncle Seven of the Fan family built a water cellar was just for backup.

In addition, if the water is not enough, it can be used to irrigate the land.

"Uncle Qi, let me draw first, and you can figure it out."

Yang Jun didn't dare to mark it casually.

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