The blessed girl of rebirth comes to the door

Wang Ruixue thought that if the blizzard continued, the dilapidated houses in the village would be close to collapse.

Then more and more people will freeze to death or be stoned to death.

So Wang Ruixue immediately asked her father to tell Li Zheng and the village chief to move the villagers with dilapidated houses to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is spacious and can accommodate many people. The house is sturdy and although it is not made of bricks and tiles, it has been repaired and renovated all year round.

Wang Lizheng and Village Chief Wang heard this and immediately made arrangements to prevent any more villagers from being killed.

On the same day, the villagers with dilapidated houses in the village were relocated. Having learned from the experience of villagers who were smashed to death, other villagers were very precious about their lives.

I moved to the ancestral hall with my family's pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, bedding, etc.

Wang Ruixue suggested that the villagers build three earthen kangs in the ancestral hall to keep them warm at night. At first, they were opposed by the older generation, saying that this was disrespectful to their ancestors.

Wang Ruixue analyzed the pros and cons for them and built an earthen kang, so that no one would freeze to death in winter and would be less likely to get sick. When the heavy snow passed, they could restore it, and their ancestors would not blame them.

If you don’t build an earthen kang and it’s cold when the time comes, and you light a fire in the ancestral hall, what if water breaks out? Even if there is no water leakage, the ancestors will not blame if the ancestral hall is smoked black.

Finally, the older generation thought about it and then reluctantly agreed.

The whole village worked together to build three large earthen kangs in the ancestral hall. The kitchen was built outside the ancestral hall and connected to the earthen kangs inside. When the time came, they could both cook and keep warm while sleeping, killing two birds with one stone.

Two latrines were built twenty steps away from the ancestral hall. With more people and greater strength, they were all completed in just five days.

Everyone slept on the ground for two days and was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. They slept on the earthen kang on the third day.

Men, women, old and young slept separately. Three earthen kangs were just enough. The women's earthen kangs were covered with linen curtains.

Wang Ruixue’s worries were correct, as heavy snowstorms continued throughout the month.

Wang Dashan and his two sons have to clear the snow from the roof every two days to prevent the house from collapsing.

In the simple kitchen outside the ancestral hall, people could not open their eyes due to the thick smoke, and gruel was cooking in the pot.

Qiuniang looked at the gruel in the pot and was glad that she had stocked up on food. It had snowed for a month and she could save food for a month.

She looked up at the heavy snowfall and sighed, with worry in her eyes. She wondered what was going on with her parents' family? When I asked them to stock up on food, they also said she was mentally ill.

There is a slight gap in the door of the ancestral hall, and the light inside is a little dim. From time to time, the sound of children playing together with the scolding of adults can be heard from inside.

Someone at the ancestral hall also clears the snow from the house every two days, as if the heavy snowfall has no impact on them.

"Oh, the county magistrate was smart and let us build an earthen kang in the ancestral hall, otherwise we would have frozen to death by now." The woman sighed with gratitude in her eyes.

"No, if I hadn't moved here in the first place, I might have gone to meet our ancestors in my dream."

"Yes, they asked us to stock up on food. Look, this saves food and can last for a month."

The villagers who moved to the ancestral hall were very happy, but also a little scared.

If they had not moved, they might have been smashed to death in their sleep. The villagers were very grateful to Wang Ruixue in their hearts.

"Kacha," countless big trees were broken by the snow.

Wang Ruixue looked at the goose-feather heavy snow in the sky with deep worry in her eyes. Her family had food and firewood and was not worried at all.

I wonder how my grandmother and Yang Qing are doing?

They were the only ones hoarding food at the beginning, but no one else in the village was hoarding food.

She blamed herself a little, wondering if she had harmed them in disguise. People can do anything when they are hungry.

In January, there were sounds of houses collapsing from time to time. It seems that almost all the dilapidated houses in the village were crushed by the heavy snow, and now they are probably buried under the snow.

Wang Ruixue's worries are not unreasonable. Many houses in Yaojia Village collapsed, and many people froze to death, were crushed to death, and starved to death.

While village chief Yao was rescuing people, he was hit by a falling piece of wood and injured his waist.

There was no doctor in the village, and the road to the town was covered by heavy snow. He was not treated in time, and now he is lying in bed unable to move.

Except for Yao Peng's family who is hoarding food, none of the villagers are hoarding food.

By the end of January, many villagers had run out of food and firewood.

They also brought and burned the pickles they could eat at home, the wood for tables and chairs that could be burned, and the collapsed houses.

Without food, the villagers went to the mountains together to look for wild animals.

Not many wild animals were found, but they encountered a pack of wolves. Three people were eaten by the wolves, and no one dared to go up the mountain again.

The ancestral hall in Yaojia Village was closed, and many villagers' houses were crushed by the heavy snow. They escaped with great difficulty.

Now that I am temporarily living in the ancestral hall, there are bunks everywhere on the ground, and clothes are piled up randomly, making it look messy.

The children were no longer as playful as before. They were all wilted from hunger, like eggplants beaten by frost.

The air was filled with feces and stench, and there were rows of toilets in the corners. Feces and urine overflowed into the toilets, and no one cleaned them up, leaving dirt on the floor.

An old woman huddled in the bed and shivered. She was infected with the wind and cold, and her whole body was weak.

The bedding had become hard over time and no longer kept warm. It was like a piece of iron covering the body.

In addition, the ground was a little damp and cold, making it even colder. Sleeping at night felt like sleeping on ice.

At this time, a man brought a bowl of hot water and said, "Mom, come and drink some to warm yourself up."

The old woman nodded, and with the help of her son, she sat up shakily, her head resting on his son's shoulder as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

After taking a sip of hot water, I immediately felt warm and comfortable all over my body.

"Mom, I'm hungry," a little girl nestled in the woman's arms, looking up at her mother with an aggrieved face.

The woman looked at her daughter sadly, "Didn't you just eat porridge?"

She glanced around carefully and found that no one was looking towards them. She quietly took out a black-faced steamed bun from her sleeve, covered it with her clothes, broke off a few and quickly put it into her daughter's mouth to satisfy her craving.

The girl was very smart and didn't say anything.

However, this scene was still seen by a boy. He looked straight in the eyes and kept swallowing saliva. Fortunately, he did not report it and still had kindness in his heart.

At this time, many villagers came to Yao Peng's yard. They were all in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles.

The Yao Peng family looked at these people warily with hoes, sickles, and sticks in their hands.

This was already the third time he came here. His cows didn’t even dare to be kept in the cowshed and rushed into the house.

"Yao Peng, we are all from the village. Now this village belongs to you and you still have food."

"That's right, we'll just borrow some, and when the snowstorm passes, we'll pay you back twice as much."

"Bah, you are all shameless. We don't even have food at home, so get out of here."

Shan opened her mouth and cursed angrily, looking at the villagers with eyes burning with anger and wariness. She held the stick tightly with both hands, her palms still sweating in the cold weather.

"Tch, who believes it? I saw Yao Peng bringing back a large cart of grain. That grain can last for two or three months."

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the villagers lit up, and a trace of greed flashed in their eyes.

Among the crowd, one of the villagers had a sinister look in his eyes and took advantage of him to push the person in front of him.

The man was caught off guard and bumped into Yao Peng. Yao Peng instinctively swung his hoe and hit the villagers.

This scene was so sudden that no one reacted, and their eyes widened in fear.

The man took the opportunity and ran towards Yao Peng's house.

When the hoe was about to hit the villager, Yao Peng hurriedly moved away. "Bang," the hoe hit the snow and dug a big hole.

The villager was so frightened that he sat down on the snow, a stream of urine wet his pants, and his whole body was shaking.