When the door opened, Jian Ning stood on the threshold and looked away. The green trees were bare and only branches left. His eyes turned around and saw the wall with a bald roof. The green rose wisteria was originally covered with green roses, but now it seems like the leaves are withered in winter. Only the thin branches and veins are alively climbing along the wall waiting for the next spring.

The green lawn is open and the large exposed yellow slim pierces people's hearts. Half of the two vibrant vines were eaten and looked ugly. Occasionally, a few locusts left behind flew over the yard. Jian Ning reached out and grabbed one and pinched it to death, dyeing the sticky green paste with one hand.

Mr. Jiang walked out the door barely, probably because his legs were weak. He raised his foot and crossed the threshold and sat on the ground. Jian Ning quickly walked over to support him: "Grandpa, the flowers and plants are gone, let's plant them again."

She didn't know how to comfort the old man. Obviously, the old man was not feeling sorry for the flowers and plants in the yard, but how should she comfort her other things? Is it okay to say that there is no food?!

The relationship is too big, but it can't be said.

The word "grain" is like a thousand pounds of weight!

It concerns the lives of millions of people!

The old man waved his hand powerlessly, and tears flowed down his eyes: "I'm fine, flowers and plants are free to enjoy themselves, so why not have it? It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"

He stood up: "Grandpa is useless when he is old, so he can't walk. Please help grandpa to the field to take a look."

Jane Ning glanced at the bare courtyard and took a deep breath: "It's the same thing whether you look at it or not. Please slow down at home, I'll go and see it."

If you watch too much of the tragic situation, you will feel your mood. It is better not to watch it now.

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'm old and retired. I can't help with the major issues of people's livelihood. You go and ask Yihua to go back to the army and standby immediately, so you don't need to say goodbye to me."

"It's going to be messy!" He sighed and turned around, his back hunched, and slowly walked into the door.

Last year, several disasters consumed nearly half of the reserved grains. This year, there was no harvest, and the reserves would not last long.

This locust plague took away hope and left a piece of despair.

This place is unlike the world where Jianning used to be. When the disaster strikes, the family has developed to a certain level. The food is high, the economy is developed, and people are rich. The family has sufficient grain reserves. Even if more than one billion people do not farm, the food reserves are enough for people across the country to eat for a few years.

At that time, the end of the world suddenly came, and the town government had been operating normally for eight or nine years. The era in which the world she is currently living in is summarized in four words - poverty in the land.

I am already poor and the chaos is counted.

Jian Ning wiped her face and turned to the bedroom to pack Jiang Yihua's luggage.

After a moment, she opened the yard door with her luggage, stood on the slope, quietly standing in place and looking at the person walking towards her in the distance.

She stood high, and the wind brought the cry of people in the fields, and the voice conveyed fear and despair.

She looked around silently.

As far as I see, the dense weeds have lost their leaves, the trees have lost their cover, and the branches have appeared, as if they have been cut off by some monsters, fragile and humble.

The fields that were still green in the morning, and at this time all the parts on the soil were gone, as smooth as if they had been shoveled by professional hands, leaving only large and large yellow-brown fields.

The sad and hopeless cries and curses kept pouring into his ears, and Jian Ning burst into tears in an instant.

Mizuze blurred his vision, and someone ran towards her under the slope.

"The private area was not saved." As the people approached, Jiang Yihua gasped slightly, stopped three steps away from her, staring worriedly.

"I get it." Jian Ning pulled her lips forcibly, showed an ugly smile, and reached out to hand over her luggage: "Grandpa asked you to return to the army immediately. If I have me at home, you don't have to worry, do what you should do."

"Yeah." He stepped forward, hugged her tightly and said, "Wait for me to come back."

After the words came, he let go of his hand and left without looking back.

He could not look back, and the two most important people in his life were stationed behind him. He could not help but feel reluctant to leave his children.

Jian Ning watched her back quietly and silently leave, reflecting the miserable scene, which made people feel unspeakable melancholy.

After a long time, she moved her feet and turned to the old lady's yard. When she went there, the old lady had already recovered a little, and was instructing her daughter-in-law to send the vegetables she had dug out to the cellar and put them in the chicken shed and rabbit cage.

"My mother, I'll go to the town." Jian Ning stood at the door of the main hall and said, his voice like a stone sinking at the bottom of the lake, silent and peaceful.

The old lady put the last bit of green onion and cabbage in the basket and shook the soil on her hands: "Let Deli and your fifth uncle accompany you." She didn't ask what she was going for. Her granddaughter was cold and warm, and the whole village was destroyed. It was too late to plant any food in August. Except for buckwheat, she was lucky and might be able to harvest one. After sowing the last time, the buckwheat planting was cleared out. She guessed that her granddaughter must have gone to get buckwheat seeds.

Jian Ning shook her head: "No, I'll go and go back alone, there's a lot of things in the village."

The old lady hesitated for a moment: "Okay, be careful, take the shotgun with you."

Because their granddaughter had a warning two or three minutes in advance, there was also a large piece of woven fabric, so they could save some food. Others said that they were keeping their own land. I was afraid that the food in the vegetable garden would be eaten completely by the damn locusts. How could they make life!

"Mom, why haven't Jibing come back yet?" The old lady was holding the door frame and feeling the difficulty of the world and the difficulty of life. Li Miaoyin hit the gun straight into the gun.

The old lady was so sank, and scolded her: "Are you looking for my son to have breastfeeding? I didn't see what it was like outside, so I didn't have to go to the village to help. I don't know what it was like. You just can't live without men? Why don't you ask the gods to make you smaller so that my child can keep you in his pocket at all times."

"Mom, how could you say that to me? I'm worried about rebels." Li Miaoyin said sadly.

"I'm worried, what's there to worry about? Locusts don't eat people, and we rural people are not as coquettish as you." The old lady kicked the burlap pocket under her feet: "I'll give you two choices, one, go outside to pick up locusts, and the other, go back to your house to lie in the corpse, don't let me see you for the time being."

"mother,"

"Don't call me!" The old lady interrupted her with her support and glared.

Cao Fengzhen gently pulled Li Miaoyin's clothes: "Sister-in-law, go to the house to rest. There is nothing wrong with the house. I will ask the three brothers Deli to pick up the bugs."

The fifth brother and sister were so cute that they dared not pick up insects. Cao Fengzhen deliberately gave her a way out. No one is in a good mood now, so he is so sad.

I was irritated and became more angry. At this time, I went to argue with the old lady, just to scold me and make myself feel uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!