An orphan girl from a farming family: Everyday farming in the mountains during natural disasters

Chapter 157 It’s a big deal



Chapter 157 It’s a big deal

That morning, Qian Zhongsheng was busy taking care of these things. He asked the village heads and town mayors to go back and notify the people to pack up and prepare to go up the mountain.

At the refugee camp, Liu Yi was asked to arrange for the refugees to go up the mountain.

After noon, everything was in order. The team going up the mountain was led by Qian Zhongsheng, who was sitting in a sedan chair, followed by a long team heading towards Lianfeng Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, villagers from various villages had gathered early and were waiting here. Everyone had a sad expression on their faces and numb eyes, until a loud voice came, "Mr. Qian is here!"

Only then did they react, as if they had found their backbone, and they all knelt on the ground and shouted "Master Qian".

Amid the cheers, Qian Zhongsheng got out of the sedan chair and faced the people. He spoke passionately and inspiringly to soothe them.

bang bang bang-

The heavy rain hit the oil-paper umbrella, making a dull sound. Liu Quan, holding the umbrella, looked at the mountain in front of him and said, "Sir, the mountain road is steep and slippery after the rain. We can only walk the rest of the way."

"Then let's go and get up the mountain early. The rain is getting heavier!" Qian Zhongsheng shook off his sleeves that were wet and stuck to his body, with a hint of impatience on his face.

After climbing the mountain for more than two quarters of an hour, the people at the front of the team stopped, forcing the team behind to stop as well.

"I don't want to walk on this broken road, it's full of mud and it's slippery, it's got mud spots all over me!

This young master is a precious body, how can I step on the dirty mud? I don't care, you find a way to carry the sedan chair up, I want to sit in the sedan chair!"

A young man was venting his anger on his followers in frustration.

Amidst the curses, some of them felt the ground beneath their feet seemed to shake. They all became suspicious and thought they had sensed it wrong, when suddenly there were cries of surprise from the team behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang was heard.

The people who were a little above the foot of the mountain looked down in the direction of the sound and saw the muddy yellow water surging up from the ground below, as high as an adult's waist, with one wave higher than the other.

Within a few breaths, water flowed down from great heights, washing over the flat ground where they had originally stood. Some people walked slowly and fell behind, and the two sedan chairs were instantly swallowed up by the waves and swept away, rushing all the way down.

Some people reacted quickly, ran to higher places, and escaped the disaster.

"There's a flood!"

"It's flooded, it's over, everything is gone!"

"The village is about to be flooded!"

In an instant, waves of miserable cries and screams rang out one after another.

"Sir, please leave quickly. The sedan chair has been washed away by the flood!" The attendant was extremely anxious.

It was obviously the first time that the young man had seen such a scene. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stared blankly at the flood below.

A clever follower thought of something and said:

"Sir, aren't you looking for the girl you met on the street? Now that there is a flood, she and her family must have gone to the mountains to avoid the disaster. Maybe she is among the group!"

The young man's scattered and frightened eyes instantly calmed down, "Yes, you are right!"

Ever since he met that woman, her face had been deeply engraved in his mind and could not be erased. He lost his appetite and dreamed of her every night.

In order to find her, we put a lot of effort in the past period of time. We sent people out every day, and even went to various villages to look for her. However, the results were not satisfactory.

"Come, squat down, carry me up the mountain!" The young man called his followers and asked them to carry him on their way.

Seeing that this ancestor had finally calmed down, the followers all breathed a sigh of relief.

"They both have the same surname, Qian, so why are they different?" a follower muttered in a low voice and looked back down the mountain.

At the back of the team at the foot of the mountain were refugee villagers. They were carrying a lot of things and walked slowly, with some lagging behind. Among them, a graceful figure in a light yellow dress was particularly eye-catching.

The woman in yellow was busy running around, personally helping the elderly and disabled women. Even though she was soaked and her fair face and beautiful skirt were covered in dirty mud, she was unaware of it, and her eyes only saw the vulnerable people who needed help.

She felt deeply guilty for not being able to help so many people due to her limited abilities, and her eyes turned red with anxiety.

The maidservant who was accompanying her could not bear to watch this and begged, "Miss, if you continue like this, you will catch a cold. Let us take care of these things. Please go up the mountain quickly."

The woman in yellow was so busy that she didn't even look up. "I'm fine. If I help a little more, I can help lighten their burden a little."

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One day later.

Tiankeng.

Xia Qingyue was busy in the kitchen. She washed some of the mushrooms she had collected in the past two days, drained the water, and fried them in a pan to make mushroom oil.

I bought too little oil, otherwise I could make more mushroom oil and save it to eat slowly.

She spread out the mushrooms, black fungus and shiitake mushrooms she found on a bamboo raft and placed them next to the stove, trying to use the heat from the fire to dry out the moisture.

The fire was only hot when she was cooking or boiling water. Although she had stockpiled firewood, she didn't know how long the rain would last, so she used it sparingly.

As a result, only a small part of the mushrooms, wood ears and shiitake mushrooms were dried and blown by the wind and preserved.

Starting from yesterday, she would go out to put out the fish cages every morning and bring them back in the afternoon. She would feed the chickens, ducks and Heihei with the fish and shrimp she caught, and pick out the remaining large river shrimps and fish.

She thought of using river shrimps and fish to make shrimp fillets and fish fillets. She tried making some a few days ago and was successful, but due to the humid weather, the finished product had to be dried over fire to keep it longer.

"The rain won't stop. Never mind. I'll make some shrimp chips today and bring them to visit my uncle and his family tomorrow. I think they should have moved up here."

The main ingredients used for shrimp chips are shrimp meat and starch. Take the shrimp meat of river shrimp and chop it into puree together with a small piece of ginger, add appropriate amount of salt and scallion root water, mix well, add a certain proportion of pea starch, and mix into dough.

After kneading, roll it into long strips, then cut it into pieces and cook it in a pot of hot water. It is cooked when it floats. It is still okay to eat at this time. It tastes a bit soft and glutinous, and has a strong shrimp flavor.

Cut the cooked noodle balls into thin slices, into round pieces, and spread them out on a bamboo raft.

When it was time to cook dinner in the evening, Xia Qingyue killed a few big fish, separated the skin, meat and bones, chopped the fish meat into puree, poured onion and ginger water into it and blended it, and finally added appropriate amount of salt to season.

The water was boiling in the pot. When smoke appeared on the surface of the water, she grabbed the fish paste with her hands, squeezed out round fish balls from her palms and put them into the pot. The moment they met the hot water, the color of the fish balls became whiter and darker.

"I'm lucky I have some free time this year. I was so busy at this time last year that I didn't have time to make these delicacies."

Although I said I was free, in fact I was trapped by the heavy rain and couldn't do anything. I could only find some fun in the hardship.

After a pot of fish balls are cooked, they are taken out and placed in several large bowls.

"smell good!"

She and Heihei were both very greedy, "Heihei, you are eating something without any ingredients."

He grabbed a handful of fish balls and put them into its own rice bowl.


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