Chapter 150: Gong

In the evening, someone rang a gong in the village. ★ First ★ Send ★ Chasing ★ Book ★ Help ★
When they heard the sound of gongs, people were nervous, thinking about each other. The crops in this field were eaten up by locusts. What kind of gongs are there?
In their hearts, there is nothing more important than being fed or warm, and they have reached this point, and it is estimated that no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse.
The people on the road shouted, "Everyone comes to the village, and the village chief has something to say."
Someone said, "The village chief can't produce crops in his speech."
Some people hold a hint of luck, thinking, maybe the village head will bring any good news.
Sure enough, people saw the village chief's elated look all the way.
Seeing that people were almost there, the village chief cleared his throat and said, "Everyone is quiet, listen to me. The disaster situation in our village has been reported. Now, the county council is counting the number of people. , The emperor's relief food will be distributed, please don't worry, wait patiently. "
When the village chief said this, there was a sense of stability in the anxiety of the people, but in a blink of an eye, they thought, what do the big guys want to eat in the process of counting the number of people in the government?
This is a problem that must be solved immediately.
Adults can go hungry, but what about the elderly and children, can they be hungry for a day, and later?
The village head may not be full today. He waved his arms and said with a high voice that he was powerless.
So, after the village chief finished speaking, people returned to their homes, and they were full of only one idea, waiting for the relief food allocated by the emperor.
This is the day when the food is provided by God, it is still good in the morning, and it may be taken back in the afternoon.
It doesn't matter if it rains or dries, at most it is the reduction of grain production, but when this locust comes, it will be nothing.
The children were hungry, and there was no laughter, not even the cargo man came here.
The whole village was dead.
In the afternoon, the sound of the gong sounded again.
People are disturbed by their irritability, and now they hear the sound of gongs, as if they are urging them.
"Isn't the village chief's words finished? I regret it now and let people listen again?" Liu Yan said. "Every one can't eat enough and walk without energy. What has he been doing?
Suddenly the two looked at each other and understood each other's meaning.
Wouldn't it be the lady who came to distribute potatoes and sweet potatoes in the village? Will it be so fast?
As soon as I walked out of the yard, I heard people saying, "Go and look again. Everyone who hasn't come must be notified, and there must be one."
The meeting place this time was not the village head, but the center of the village.
As you can see, ten big cars are neatly placed there.
The village head was writing down something, and an extraordinary woman stood beside him.
Seeing Liu Yan coming, the woman smiled at her all the way.
Liu Ye smiled and nodded, befriended each other.
"Everyone is lined up, and each family is standing. When I point to the head of the household, you take your family to the front. Remember, there is no shortage of one." The village chief was almost exhausted. Shouted with strength.
"It's time to distribute food, and Mrs. Xian's compassion is here." People whispered.