Chapter 83 Natural Disaster The middle-aged farmer brought Li Wei to the old forest behind the village. There are densely packed graves here, but not a single one has an inscription. Even if someone wants to pay tribute, they can't find whose grave it is. "La la la, la la la, we have meat to eat today! This is chicken, this is duck, this is pork, and this is fish. They are all delicious meat!" A dirty boy wearing only a pair of ragged trousers was singing and jumping in the woods with a lump of mud in his hand. He looked to be no more than eight or nine years old, his body was extremely dirty, with his ribs supporting his dark skin, making him look like a skinny, hairless monkey. The boy noticed someone coming, and he ran to Levi with mud in his hands, smiling. "I'll treat you to meat!" This frightened the middle-aged farmer nearby so much that he trembled all over. He pulled the boy aside, but because he used too much force, the boy fell to the ground and the mud on his hands fell off. After falling, he seemed to be stunned, staring at the mud, muttering to himself foolishly. "No meat, mom. No meat."
"Master! Don't give this crazy kid a hard time! He has offended your eyes! I will definitely teach him a lesson later!" The middle-aged farmer's face was full of pleading. He was afraid that this noble man, who was obviously from the urban area, might be so angry that he could not even protect the last seed left by the third generation of the village four years ago! Levi ignored his pleas for mercy and just stared at the boy. "How did he go crazy?" "It's all his parents' fault! It's the fault of the farmers in that generation of the village who were unwilling to endure hardships! They didn't know how to work hard, and they can only blame themselves for those who starved to death! It's their own fault!" The middle-aged farmer was frightened by Levi's questions. He was terrified, afraid that if he said a wrong word, it would bring disaster to the whole village! "What I'm asking is, how did he go crazy!" Levi raised his voice and asked again in a cold tone. The middle-aged farmer was so scared that sweat kept coming out of his forehead. He regretted it to the extreme. If he had known earlier, he should not have brought this master to this place. He didn't know if this question was a trap, because there had been too many such cases in the past. But since the questioning had reached this level, he didn't think that the old man from the urban area really didn't know what happened back then. So, he made up his mind and just told the truth. "The natural disaster that year left his family without a single meal. His mother couldn't stand it anymore, so she discussed with his father about taking the medicine herself, so that the father and son could eat it to survive. His father agreed, and lied to him that the meat was chicken, duck, pork, and fish, but even that didn't work, so he forced him to kill himself, telling him that the meat he had eaten before was actually his mother's, and asked him to eat it so that he could survive." "He survived, and he went crazy." "." After a long silence, Levi's originally cold voice now became calm, so calm that it was a little scary. "Natural disaster? The weather in the underground city is artificially controlled, how could there be a natural disaster?" The middle-aged farmer trembled all over on the spot, fell to his knees on the ground, and kowtowed to Levi continuously! "Yes, yes, yes, I was confused! I'm dumb! It wasn't a natural disaster! There was no natural disaster at all. It was the farmers who were lazy! They didn't work in time when they should have been harvesting! That's why the masters were also implicated that year, and they were so kind to give us a tax cut, a tax cut! Thank you, master! Thank you, master!" Levi forcibly pulled him up from the ground and stared into those eyes that were full of fear and panic. "Don't call me master, and don't kneel down and kowtow to me! I'm not Zhulan's landlord, I'm from Taiyang. According to the contracts signed between those masters and the Taiyang workers, they should have been able to return home with money a year ago, but now there is only a crazy kid left! I just want to know how they died and who died!" The middle-aged farmer was forced to look into Levi's eyes. After hearing his words, his originally timid eyes became a little confused and at a loss.
Zhulan has bought people from other cities not once or twice, but for one or two years. So many people have died in the meantime, and countless people cannot return to their hometowns. However, no city dweller has ever come here specifically for this matter. He didn't know whether Levi's words were true or false, but he understood that the young man in front of him was definitely not sent by the master to extort information, so he also knew whether he should tell the real truth. "The weather is controlled by humans. It is precisely because of human control that, more than a year ago, it is said that a great man in the city wanted to see snow to celebrate his birthday! So he let the adults who control the weather control it, and it snowed heavily for a week!" "The farmers in the village didn't receive any notice at the time, so they could only try their best to harvest the crops when the snow started to fall, but most of them were frozen to death in the fields! As a result, they still had to pay the original land tax for that year!" "Those who farmed were fine, as it was the season change, so they could pay the land tax and survive. But those who grew fruit trees in the village lost everything! The tax collectors rushed into their homes and took away all the edibles, not even a grain of rice was left. That year, many people died, including those who grew fruit trees. People like me who used to farm were transferred here to form the fourth generation of Hongzi Village." The middle-aged farmer finally finished his story after stumbling over it, and Levi let him go. He then slowly walked into the graveyard and found a tattered sickle in the soil. "Do you know what the name of the master who wants to see the snow is?" he asked softly. The farmer kept shaking his head. "No, we don't know. We only know that he is a relative of the tax collector in charge of dozens of villages in our area!" "What's your tax collector's name? Where does he live?" "Our tax collector's surname is Zhu. He lives in an apartment at the westernmost end of the city, with two big willow trees at the door. I've been there to pay taxes before." Levi turned around silently, holding the broken sickle, walked out of the cemetery, left the village, and returned to the car. Then he started the engine, turned around, and drove towards the west of the city with a clear goal. At the same time, in the village not far from Hongzi Village, there was also a village responsible for the fruit trees. The girl wore a baseball cap and had her black hair tied in a high ponytail. Even though she changed into the same ragged and dirty clothes as the farmers around her, it still couldn't conceal her own temperament. She stared blankly at the empty and dilapidated shed in front of her, and finally knelt on the ground powerlessly. After a long time, she stood up again, found a rusty kitchen knife from the empty shed, turned around and walked out of the village. I stayed up all night to write two chapters. I changed my schedule and will try to update at noon every day. (End of this chapter)