Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

After parting ways with Chen Shaobei, Chen Ye drove and Shen Ningning took Jiang Zhi back to Xiangyun Village.

Before entering the village, Jiang Zhi was already a little surprised.

At the foot of the village entrance slope, there is a merit monument, and there is a large white stone archway at the entrance.

The plaque given by the emperor himself hangs in the center.

Jiang Zhi raised her neck and sighed: "Your village is really famous."

Shen Ningning shook her head and smiled: "Everyone is still very united!"

She ran into the village with her little feet. Along the way, there were villagers carrying water to water the loquat trees. Jiang Zhi looked at Shen Ningning and greeted each one.

When every villager saw Shen Ningning, the love bursting out of their eyes didn't seem fake.

It seems to be a really peaceful and peaceful village.

Shen Ningning called a child to stop.

"Xiaohu! Give me a message to Aunt Liu, and ask her to come to my house to find me later. I'll ask her for help if I need anything."

Liu Xiaohu wiped his nose and said, "I understand, Sister Xiaolang."

Jiang Zhi walked a few steps forward along the village road. After a while, her vision suddenly widened.

The fields are criss-crossed, and each house is covered with black tiles that are cold in summer and hot in winter. It has a fenced yard and wooden doors painted in red. At first glance, it looks as new as ever.

Every two steps you take, you can see the lush green loquat trees in the courtyard.

Children ran and played barefoot, and old people gathered in twos and threes under the shade of the trees to chat.

Jiang Zhi discovered that children as young as three years old and elderly people as old as eighty-eight years old all had rosy complexions.

It doesn't look like he's lacking food or water at all.

You know what it's like outside Xiangyun Village.

The drought was so severe that the sun directly cracked the land, making it impossible for any grass to grow.

Many people were so hungry that they looked sallow and thin, and corpses could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

In comparison, Xiangyun Village is like a paradise.

Shen Ningning took Jiang Zhi to the door of her village house and took out two sets of keys.

"Sister Jiang, this is the key to my house." Chen Ye was not here, so the little guy called her as usual.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Zhi saw a neat courtyard with tall houses and the best tiles.

She turned around and saw that it was a new house that she had never lived in before.

"Sister Ningning," Jiang Zhi said a little embarrassedly, "your house is so nice, I'd better go back to the city."

Shen Ningning stretched out her little hand and grabbed her: "There is no place for you to stay in the city!"

As if he knew what Jiang Zhi was thinking, the little guy said Nuonuo: "Sister Jiang, don't worry, I didn't let you live in vain."

When Jiang Zhi heard this, she was really happy: "Is there anything you need my help with? Just ask!"

"Now is not the time. You can settle down for the time being. You will be busy tomorrow." After Shen Ningning finished speaking, Jiang Zhicai nodded.

The village house had two rooms, one larger and one smaller, so Jiang Zhi chose the smallest one.

The cabinets were filled with clean bedding and pillows that Grandma Qin had made before. Shen Ningning took them out for Jiang Zhi to use.

The house is fully equipped, including candlesticks, tables and chairs, paper and pens.

Shen Ningning said: "The kitchen is too clean and there is nothing to eat. I will bring the wolves over later and give you some food."

Grandma Chen's smiling voice came from the door: "Brother Jiang, if you don't want to cook in the future, you can go to my place to eat."

Chen Ye helped her into the courtyard, and it seemed that he had already told Granny Chen about Jiang Zhi's origins.

Since he was Shen Ningning's friend, he was also a friend of their Xiangyun Village.

Shen Ningning introduced with a smile: "This is Granny Chen, Brother Chen is her son, and she is also your neighbor."

Jiang Zhi quickly cupped her fists and saluted: "Hello, Granny Chen!"

At this time, the mad scholar walked over on crutches and listened to the sound.

"Disciple, disciple." He called, his eyes had just been covered with medicine and were still wrapped in white bandages.

Shen Ningning hurriedly ran over: "Master, why are you coming out again? The shopkeeper said that when you apply the medicine, your eyes should not see bright light."

The crazy scholar has a slim figure, and his smile has a strong literary atmosphere.

"I see that you haven't come to study for several days. I remind you that you have to come in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, go home quickly and take good care of your eyes!" Shen Ningning's small figure helped the crazy scholar walk back.

When Shen Ningning came back, the old village chief came over again: "Ningning, Ningning! I want to ask you for advice on something."

"Recently, Mr. Quan, a wealthy businessman in the city celebrated his birthday and wanted to buy our loquat candies. He said he would give us an extra two taels of silver per catty, but he also asked us to give him something as a gift."

"I'm old now and I don't know what to give him. You can give me some ideas."

There was deep thought on Shen Ningning's round and red face.

"Well, ours is a small business, and he doesn't add much money, but giving things away will gain a good reputation."

"Like this, pick one hundred and eight loquat leaves and tie them up."

The number one hundred and eight, in Buddhism, means good luck and getting rid of worries.

Not only that, Shen Ningning remembered: "Grandpa, village chief, wait for me."

She quickly ran into the house with her little feet.

Jiang Zhi poked her head and watched her pull out the pen and paper, hastily sharpened the ink, and then wrote something eloquently.

She looked away and met the old village chief's gaze.

"Hello, village chief!" Jiang Zhi greeted angrily.

The old village chief nodded slightly and smiled: "You are Ning Ning's friend, right?"

"Yes, I will live here in the short term. If the village chief needs any help, feel free to call me." After Jiang Zhi said this, the old village chief said yes.

Shen Ningning came out with a piece of paper and handed it over: "Grandpa Village Chief, this is how to use loquat leaves."

Last time, when the medicine shop owner came to treat the crazy scholar, he asked her for some loquat leaves.

It turns out that loquat leaves can clear lung qi, reduce qi and relieve vomiting. Cut into shreds and make porridge, or dry them and soak them in tea. The effect can be achieved.

The paper given by Shen Ningning clearly stated how to use it.

Under the guidance of the crazy scholar, her handwriting has already made rapid progress, and she has a unique style of her own.

The handwriting is crisp, the writing is neat, and the spacing is neat.

The old village chief beamed with joy, praised the little guy for being smart, and then turned around to arrange for his son Deng Jixiang to run errands.

Jiang Zhi originally thought that Shen Ningning could rest.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Liu came over again: "Ning Ning, I just heard Xiaohu say, why are you looking for me?"

Shen Ningning walked out and explained something to her.

Jiang Zhi blinked and sighed: "Sister Ningning, you are as busy as a small village chief."

Make an agreement with Aunt Liu.

Shen Ningning warned: "Auntie, let's make an agreement. I will bring the ingredients here tomorrow and you can prepare them for me and prepare a few big pots."

After saying that, she took out ten taels of silver and handed it over.

Aunt Liu beamed with joy.

She is not someone who likes to take advantage, but she never likes to suffer.

If you want her to help for free, it depends on your mood, but Shen Ningning is sensible, and before she can ask her, the little guy took the initiative to pay for her hard work.

"No problem Ning Ning, you gave me so much money, my aunt can help you borrow all the pots in the village!"

Aunt Liu smiled and left, holding the money in her pocket, beaming with joy.

Shen Ningning turned around and saw Jiang Zhi looking at her.

"Sister Ningning, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

The little guy's smile faded, feeling a little sad: "I want everyone in the capital to know that the deaths of Uncle Wu, Aunt Wu and Brother Zuchang were not accidental."