Traveling through ancient times to survive

Feng Jun thought about it and stood up with dignity: "Old Feng, I think about it carefully now. This weather is really weird. You have led the village for more than 30 years. Have you ever made a wrong decision? I was wrong! I didn't know how to appreciate it. I was blinded by evil and argued with the village chief. I was really shameless! I, Old Feng, am willing to correct my mistakes. I will obey the village chief's command in the future without any hesitation! Whoever disagrees will be the first to disagree! Now I will make a statement here. I will not plant winter wheat this year!"

Not a single word mentioned the ungrateful villagers, but every word implied that they were unrepentant.

"Uncle Feng is right! I won't plant winter wheat anymore!"

"Yes, don't be angry, Village Chief. We all listen to you!"

The Zhao clan members below were very excited, but the villagers who had supported Feng Jun before could not hear the hidden meaning at all. They just kept their heads down for fear of being noticed, and missed the last chance to ask the village chief for forgiveness. When they realized that the village chief had abandoned them, it was too late to regret.

Most of the Zhao people looked at them with contempt, but their eyes towards Feng Jun were much kinder.

The village chief was speechless when he saw the clear and stupid eyes of the young men in the tribe. He didn't even think about who started this matter first? He was coaxed into a mess by a few nice words, and he even regarded the culprit as his own. What's the point of just picking on those fence-sitters?

Won't these idiots be fooled around in the future? They have to help count the money after being sold? How can I feel at ease to give up the position of village chief? The only advantage is that they are honest, otherwise I would be so angry if they were like those ungrateful wolves just now!

The village chief looked at Feng Jun again, and admired him in his heart. This cunning Feng Jun was really decisive. He betrayed his companions and surrendered immediately when he saw that things were not going well. This ruthlessness really made people bow down to him. It was a pity that he used all his tricks in the wrong way. If he became an official, he would probably be a big traitor who stirs up trouble. He had no ability to control such a person with no bottom line, and he would not dare to use him no matter how capable he was.

The village chief raised his hand and pressed it down, and the crowd quieted down.

"Well, whether to plant or not is up to you. I'll say it one last time. Those who have time can chop wood and store it. Those who have money can go to town to buy some cotton cloth, plasters, charcoal, etc. If your house is too dilapidated, please repair it. The temperature this year is really weird. Everyone should pay attention and make preparations early."

"understood!"

The village chief suddenly remembered a key point to emphasize: "By the way, after lighting the fire pot, don't be greedy for warmth. Close the house tightly and make sure to leave a vent."

"Don't worry, Village Chief. We are people who came from the north. How could we forget this?"

The young man was confused: "What's going on?"

"In the past, in the north, people would light a brazier in winter. One family closed their door too tightly at night, and all eight members of the family died. It was so tragic!"

Those who don’t understand will look terribly disappointed and remember the key points.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed, and everyone returned home with solemn expressions. The village chief's eldest son, Zhao Chengsong, asked worriedly, "Dad, is it really that serious this time?"

"I'm panicking, just like when I was young and had to flee famine. Chengchuan's daughter went to the county to sell things, and the master has been preparing for it early in the morning. In addition, the weather has been bad recently. Hey, you take another fifty taels of silver to buy a thousand kilograms of grain, and the rest is what I just said."

It was late at night and there was a dead of night. An oil lamp was burning in the Li family's study. The dim light illuminated the indifferent face of the young man sitting in front of the desk. Li Heng's temperament changed drastically. There was no expression on his face. He seemed cold and ruthless, no longer as gentle and elegant as he was during the day.

"Uncle Li, is there anything unusual with Zhao Chengchuan's family?"

Zhao Chengchuan's kindness during the day aroused Li Heng's suspicion. He was the only one left in the entire Li family. If his identity was exposed, his enemies would definitely wipe him out, so he had to be cautious.

"My Lord, no, except for Zhao Chengchuan's daughter who is extremely strong and has amazing martial arts talent, the rest of the family are ordinary villagers and behave normally."

"Is Zhao Chengchuan really just kind-hearted?"

Li Heng talked to himself, frowning in thought.

Most of the villagers in the mountain village put aside their sowing work, and the adult men swarmed up the mountain to chop firewood, while the women returned to their parents' homes or their married daughters' homes to inform them.

The remaining few villagers who did not believe in the village chief saw that most people were chopping wood, so they hurriedly dropped their hoes, picked up axes and went up the mountain.

Their anxious appearance made people from nearby villages also anxious, and many villagers followed the villagers of Dashan Village to take action.

In the county town, the Wang family's old house was tidied up, the housekeeper closed the door, the collected supplies had already been secretly sent back to Yingzhou, and the convoy set off with light equipment.

After receiving the letter from his father recalling him, Wang Xun's thoughts drifted to how to take care of the familiar girls in the brothel after returning home.

In mid-October, the cold wind was raging and a thick layer of ice formed on the water surface. Everyone was shivering in the house and no one was seen outside.

A villager named Zhao from a household in Dashan Village huddled up with his hands tucked into his sleeves to keep warm. As he spoke, white air came out of his mouth.

"This damn weather is freezing! The village chief is amazing. Fortunately, I listened to him, otherwise the seeds would have been wasted."

"It's really cold! Boss, do you want to burn some firewood to keep warm?"

"Don't burn it yet. It's so cold now. This winter is not going to be easy. Although we have a lot of firewood, we still have a long way to go. We can burn firewood when we can't bear it anymore."

As the days passed, more and more people could not bear the cold and began to burn firewood to keep warm, until the whole village was burning firewood. White smoke rose from every household, and the smoke was blown away by the wind and swirled in the leeward place.

It was freezing cold outside, so Zhao Chengchuan's family moved into a brick and tile room. In order to save firewood and without regard for gender, the five members of the family slept together.

In recent days, Zhao Qing has become increasingly uneasy, his eyebrows twitching, and he always feels that something big is going to happen.

Sitting in front of the brazier, Zhao Qing reminded the whole family, "Dad, I have a bad feeling lately. Be alert, especially at night. It's best to keep the brazier burning all night."

Zhao Chengchuan's relaxed expression froze and he looked at Zhao Qing: "What's wrong? Qingya."

"Dad, I'm afraid that the temperature will drop drastically one night. I'm afraid that I won't be able to wake up in my sleep."

Zhao Chengchuan stood up, ready to put on some thick clothes and go out: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Dad will go talk to the village chief."

"No, Dad, I'll go. After learning martial arts from Uncle Li, my health is much better than Dad's."

Without waiting for Zhao Chengchuan to refuse, Zhao Qing opened the door first, jumped out and quickly closed the door.

There is a big temperature difference between inside and outside the house. Zhao Qing's physique is now much different than before and is far superior to ordinary people. The temperature outside can't affect her. Zhao Qing moves her body and runs to the village chief's house.

"Grandpa Village Chief, open the door, I'm Zhao Qing, I want to talk to you!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Chengsong ran to the door and opened it: "Qing girl, what's the emergency? Going out in this weather? Come in quickly, don't catch a cold."

Zhao Chengsong asked with concern while quickly closing the door.

The village chief and his family were also gathered together by the fire, and Zhao Qing greeted them one by one.

The village chief handed over a bowl of hot water: "Qingya, drink some water to warm yourself up."

Zhao Qing took it and thanked him: "Thank you, Grandpa."

After drinking it all, Zhao Qing put down the bowl and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, please don't put out the brazier before going to bed at night. I'm afraid that the temperature will drop suddenly at night, and it will be bad if everyone can't react in time."