Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

After the three of them finished their porridge, Song Shiwei asked, "Is everyone else okay?"

Liu Daming grinned, "Sister Song, don't worry. We are all fine. Thanks to Brother Zhang Wu for reminding us before, Uncle Huang specially arranged for people to keep watch at night. As soon as the temperature dropped, the brothers who kept watch went door to door in the village to beat the gong. As soon as we woke up, we quickly put on thick clothes and burned firewood."

"My father was worried about you and brother Zhang Wu, so he asked Daming and I to come and see how you were doing. On the way here, we happened to meet Uncle Gui who was coming to look for you, so we came together."

Hearing Huang Hai's words, Song Shiwei looked at Li Gui, this honest farmer, who was also the man he saved with medicine.

Li Gui felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "I just worry about you guys, I'm afraid you'll fall asleep."

Song Shiwei raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry to have worried you. It must not have been easy to come all the way here."

"It's okay. We have walked through the most difficult roads. It's not far away anyway. If we don't come to see you in person, we will be worried."

Song Shiwei's smile widened when he heard this, and his heart was moved: "Then you have to put your own safety first."

The three of them laughed when they heard Song Shiwei's words and agreed with him verbally. As for what they thought in their hearts, they would talk about it later.

After coming in, drinking hot porridge and warming themselves by the fire, the three of them felt warm all over. Now that they knew both of them were fine, they felt relieved.

Li Gui stood up first: "Since you are all fine, let's go back first. There is a family in the village whose house has collapsed on one side. Let's go back and lend a hand."

"Yes, yes, yes. If Uncle Gui hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. It's time to go."

Zhang Wu asked quickly, "Whose house collapsed?"

Liu Daming shook his head: "We didn't have much contact with that family, so we don't know what they are called, but they live next door to Village Chief Wei. It was because the house collapsed and the noise was too loud that Village Chief Wei's family heard it. Otherwise, we wouldn't know when they would have gone there by the time they found out."

As long as nothing happened to the people from Yuan Dahe Village, Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei were relieved. Seeing that they insisted on leaving, the two wanted to go out to see them off, but were stopped by the three men. They said that it was windy and snowy outside and it was cold, so they should not go out to avoid catching a cold. The master and servant watched them leave from the window.

"Master, do you want to go back to your room and sleep for a while?" Zhang Wu saw the fatigue between Song Shiwei's brows and asked hurriedly.

Song Shiwei smiled faintly and nodded: "Then I'll go back to my room and sleep for a while. You can call me in the morning. If I sleep too long, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"it is good."

At the end of the Chen hour, Song Shiwei was awakened by Zhang Wu. There were still some sparks from the charcoal fire in the room, and the temperature was suitable. Song Shiwei added more charcoal to the charcoal basin, checked the window to make sure there was a gap for ventilation before leaving the room.

The moment I walked out of the room, a cold current suddenly hit me. Even though I was wearing very thick clothes, it was still unable to resist the cold wind that chilled me to the bone. I couldn't help shivering and wrapped the fur collar at the neckline tighter.

Zhang Wu came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of boiling water. Seeing this, he hurriedly urged Song Shiwei: "Master, there is firewood burning in the main room. Go in and warm yourself up. It's snowing hard outside. Be careful of the cold."

"Okay," Song Shiwei stood under the eaves, looking at the snow all over the sky, with the corners of his mouth curved up. He stretched out a hand with his palm facing up and caught a snowflake. The snowflake gradually turned into water droplets in the palm of his hand and dripped into the snow through the gaps between his fingers.

Song Shiwei stepped into the main room. As soon as he entered the door, it felt as warm as welcoming spring. The firewood in the brazier made crackling sounds. Outside the house, there was wind and snow. It was a rare scene without the ravages of wind and snow.

Zhang Wu kicked the charcoal basin closer to Song Shiwei, stood up and made tea for her while saying, "Master, drink some tea to warm yourself up. I'm still warming up the porridge on the stove. If you're hungry, tell me and I'll bring it to you."

Song Shiwei pinched his brows and said, "I'm not hungry. It's bright outside now. If you have time, go to Huang's house. I bought a lot of dried vegetables in the city before. You can bring a bag over. It's so cold, and it's great to have a sip of vegetable soup."

Zhang Wu smiled widely and nodded: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhang Wu went back to the kitchen and got a bag of dried vegetables, then said hello to Song Shiwei before leaving.

The situation in Xiahuang Village was relatively good. Before the extreme cold, Wei Cai took the lead and every household stockpiled enough food and firewood. Huang Changyuan's people also beat gongs to wake everyone up, so no one was frozen to death, but some young children in the village were still frostbitten.

In the hundreds of villages in the northern border, countless people were injured or killed due to the extreme cold last night. The capital city was also gloomy. The officials and families were fine as they were much better prepared than others. Hundreds of civilians in the city were frostbitten, which was much better than other places.

At this time, in a dilapidated village on the northern border, people from the Shen and Xie families were talking about the extreme cold.

Before dawn today, Xie An and Shen Yan rushed back from the military camp and brought back a lot of bad news.

People from the two big families gathered at the place where the Xie family was currently staying. Although the house looked shabby from the outside, it had everything inside. Not only did the two woodsheds fill up with firewood, but food was also piled up in Xie Hong's room, almost reaching the roof. The amount was quite considerable.

Xie Hong sat at the top, next to him was Shen Xian, and at the bottom sat Shen Qianxue, Shen Yan, and Xie An.

Before, the two families were exiled to the border. Under Zhou Wende's operation, Xie An and Shen Yan were doing labor in the mines on the surface, but in fact, they both served as soldiers in the army under an assumed name, waiting for the future.

At this time, both of them had obvious scars on their faces, and their skin was rough and red. The young men who were once unruly and willful have now become heavy and calm.

Xie Hong's eyes fell on the two of them, with pride in his eyes. Then he thought of Ji Han, and the light in his eyes disappeared: "How is the military camp? Is your Uncle Zhou okay?"

Xie An bowed his head respectfully: "Everything is fine in the camp. Uncle Zhou brought a large amount of food before, which is enough for the time being. Firewood was also chopped by everyone in the mountains. Soldiers exercise all year round and are stronger than ordinary people. Uncle Zhou is also fine. The soldiers on night watch sent out a signal as soon as the temperature dropped last night, so no one was frozen."

As he spoke, Xie An looked up at Xie Hong's dark blue lips, and said with concern: "How about you, are you still able to bear it? If not, I will send you to the city, where the conditions are much better than here."

Xie Hong raised his hand to interrupt Xie An: "No, I'm in good health. If I were in Zhangchang Factory, I could still defeat the bandits and kill them all."

"Father!"

Facing Xie An's disapproving look, Xie Hong blinked, his eyes fell on Shen Qianxue beside Xie An, and he covered his mouth in a daze: "Blame me, blame me, I used to talk to those rough guys in the barracks, Qianxue girl just pretended not to hear it."

Shen Qianxue smiled: "What did Uncle Xie say just now? Qianxue was thinking about something just now and didn't hear it."

Xie Hong laughed loudly and continued to ask: "The military camp is fine, but what about the people around it?"

Xie An was smiling a moment ago, but his smile instantly disappeared after hearing Xie Hong's words. His expression was solemn: "The people are not doing well. According to the people sent out by the camp, the extreme cold came quickly and the temperature dropped suddenly. Many people were already dead when they were found. Most of those who are still alive have severe frostbite. The camp has few medicinal herbs and cannot be used for them. The border pharmacy does not have much medicinal herbs. General Zhou has already written to the capital to see if they can move some medicinal herbs over there."

Xie Hong's face suddenly turned ugly.

Shen Xian sighed deeply at the side: "Now you and Yan'er are training in the military camp. With Zhou Wende here, we are not worried. However, the extreme cold is coming and the people are suffering. I think the military camp is not having a good time. If the bandits attack at this time, it will be even worse."

The atmosphere in the house became heavy.

Shen Qianxue suddenly thought of something and her face turned pale.

Xie An noticed the difference immediately, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Others looked over at the same time.

Shen Qianxue gave an ugly smile: "As far as I can remember, the bandits would indeed raid during the extreme cold, but as for the exact time, I can't remember."