Traveling through ancient times to survive

Three days passed quickly, and Zhao Chenghe racked his brains but could not think of a good solution, which made the old man even more restless.

He held Mrs. Zhao San and the two children in his arms and said goodbye reluctantly.

"Mother, I'm leaving soon. You must take good care of yourself and the two children. If I can't come back, you..."

Zhao Sansao's eyes were red, and she roared, "Shut up! If you're gone, I'll remarry immediately! And after I remarry, I'll beat your children every day!"

Zhao Chenghe's scalp tingled: "What are you talking about!"

Although Zhao Zi was still young, she knew her father was about to venture out. She held onto Zhao Chenghe's sleeve and wouldn't let go, howling, "Wuwu~ Dad, wuwu~ I won't leave."

Zhao Dezhu knelt in front of the old man with tears on his face, looking at him pleadingly: "Grandpa, can you not let Dad go?"

Sun Xiaocao on the side was also wiping her eyes with her sleeve. As the saying goes, the youngest son and the eldest grandson are the lifeblood of an old person, and Sun Xiaocao is no exception. Moreover, her youngest son is a likable person and has been making her happy since he was a child.

"Old man, can you think of other ways?"

Zhao Lan looked at the third family hugging each other and crying miserably, with a look of pity on her face. Unfortunately, the upgrade points were getting more and more, and they were still a long way from reaching the next level. There was nothing she could do about it.

Zhao Yuanmu looked at his wife and the third family's mournful expressions, and veins on his forehead throbbed. Was he really such a cruel person in the eyes of his son and wife? He said that last time only because he was upset and wanted to force him, not because he really wanted him to die.

"Stop crying, can I really kick you out to die?"

"Dad, is it true?"

Zhao Chengshan was not surprised. Among the three sons in the family, the old man and his wife liked the youngest son the most, because he was born after they settled down, and they expected that their lives would get better and better.

The second son was the middle one and was the most neglected because he was conceived during a bad year and was looked down upon for having a bad fate. He suffered greatly because of his pregnancy while fleeing famine, and was disliked even more.

The eldest son is the first child. According to tradition, he will have to live with him in his old age. In addition, they have a grandson who can read, so the couple has put a lot of effort into taking care of him.

"Boss, have you come up with any other ideas these days?"

Zhao Chengshan looked embarrassed: "Dad, we can call on every household to dig a road in front of their house, but this task is not easy, I am afraid that other families may not be willing to do it."

Zhao Yuanmu's eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh: "Yes, every household only needs to dig the road in front of their own house, and it will be done in a few days."

Zhao Chengshan ignored the old man's increasingly excited mood and interrupted him, "Dad, don't be too happy yet. It's just to open a road in the village for visiting relatives. Most people are unwilling to do so. You see, no one has mentioned it for so long."

"No, no, no, boss, if you think like that, everyone has been locked up in their homes for almost half a year, and they've been going crazy. Just look at two months ago, some people sat on the rooftops without fear of the cold, just to chat with their neighbors. Now that they know there's a way to visit their neighbors, they must be so happy."

"It's not easy to dig through such thick snow."

"We are all farmers, so why are we afraid of wasting effort? Besides, after such a long time, the firewood in everyone's house is almost gone. If there is a road, we can discuss together what to do."

"Brother Cheng, write a letter to the village chief and tell him this plan. Tell him that everyone can go chop wood only after the road is opened."

After Zhao Decheng finished writing the letter, Zhao Chenghe climbed onto the roof and shouted to the neighbors, and then delivered the letter to the village chief from house to house.

The old village chief opened the envelope and read the letter in the faint light coming from the vent.

"Dad, what urgent matter does Uncle Mu have to send you? Do you want to borrow firewood?"

"No, if he wants to borrow firewood, wouldn't he ask his second son? He wants me to call on the villagers to dig a road in the village."

"Dad, it's so cold and we have to go out to dig roads. If someone gets frozen, won't it be your fault?"

"I can't care about that anymore. Mu Mu has some truth to it. Every household doesn't have much firewood right now. Although the temperature outside is slowly rising, who knows how long it will take for the snow to melt? We can all think of a solution after we dig the road. I had the same idea. I was planning to wait a few days until everyone's firewood was almost used up before announcing it. Then everyone's resistance would be reduced. Now it seems that Zhao Yuanmu's family is really running out of firewood, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious. It would be better to move the plan forward a few days."

"Dad, don't take on so much responsibility for such a big matter like you did last time. Last time, some people were dissatisfied with you, especially that Feng Jun, who was jumping up and down and stirring up trouble in secret."

"What are you talking about! The village chief's duty is like the captain of a ship. He is to lead everyone on the ship to avoid danger and sail on the right path. How can he be afraid just because there are villains doing evil in secret?"

"Dad, please listen to me. I'm afraid that you are only concerned about the public good, but people will think you are stubborn and selfish. I will spread a wooden board around the village. Those who support it will draw a circle, and those who don't will hit a circle. I will count the suggestions of each household, and if the majority of families support it, I will implement this plan."

"The village chief said that everyone should dig a path through the snow in front of their house to connect the whole village. If you agree, then ?, if you disagree, then ?, do you understand?"

"Oh, I see. I agree. I want to fight."

The man took the wooden board thrown by his neighbor and explained to the neighbor on the other side.

"The village chief said..."

"It's freezing cold, I'm not going out! You can dig if you want!"

"The village chief said..."

"It should have been like this a long time ago. I'm going crazy!"

The wooden board was passed around and back again. The majority of people were willing to dig the road, and finally it was decided to start digging tomorrow.

If there are families who hold opposing opinions and are unwilling to go out and dig the road, the village chief has ways to deal with them.

The solution is to dig a road more than ten meters away from the front door of this household. If this family wants to go out, they need to dig more than ten meters from the door to connect to the main road, which is not much different from the length of the main road.

There were people who wanted to go out but didn't want to dig the road, so they immediately agreed when they saw that they couldn't take advantage. There were also people who didn't want to take advantage but simply didn't want to go through the effort of digging the road. When they thought about how others would go out after the road was opened, they would stay at home and envy them. After some hesitation, they changed their minds.

Dashan Village started a vigorous road-digging plan. Zhao Qing's whole family joined in the battle. With the help of Zhao Qing, who was born with great strength and had achieved success in martial arts, they dug a road in front of their house in less than a day.

After digging their own house, Zhao Qing's family went to help the Li family next door without saying anything. After the two families had connected, Zhao Qing, Zhao Chengchuan, and Zhao Deyan did not go back, but continued to help the slower family dig the road. Most people dug their own house and went to help their neighbors like Zhao Qing's family.

Those who act quickly help those who act slowly. Soon, in less than three days, a one-meter-wide road ran through the entire village. Then water was poured on the snow walls on both sides of the road, and the snow walls would be more solid after freezing.