Doomsday pen fairy

On New Year's Day, the village celebrates the New Year. Every family kills chickens and stews geese, and cooks a meal with all their skills to appease the pain of the plague and snowstorm this year.

The food at Feng Zixuan's house has never been bad, and this day he cooked a table full of good dishes. Yu He got some fruits and vegetables from somewhere, and eating some fruits after dinner is also a kind of enjoyment.

The snow drifted outside again, and it only stopped for two months.Now everyone has a shadow on the snow, seeing the snow with some disgust.

Feng Zixuan was eating oranges, and he could see the snowflakes falling outside through the window, making him somewhat uncomfortable.

If it snows heavily tomorrow, Feng's father will go back to the mountain again, and the family has only been reunited for two days.

While Yu He was talking to Feng's mother, Xiao Luobotou and Feng Zihao listened with great interest.How many years did Yu He live?The stories I know can fill a car, and this New Year's Day is spent with gusto.

Leave the chicken and fish for the rest of the dinner, pour the rest into a bucket, and send it to the mountains to feed the dogs when you have time, the fish balls fried by Feng Mu are delicious, and they will be taken out as snacks after the meal eat.

Feng Zixuan went to Yu He and sat down, held a fish ball and fed it to Yu He, Yu He opened his mouth and chewed on his own, Feng Zixuan held up half of the fish ball and pulled the corner of his lips, Yu He He didn't open his mouth to eat the other half, Feng Zixuan withdrew his hand and put the saved half in his mouth.

Seeing the interaction between the two, one with a dark belly and the other arrogant, Mother Feng smiled very relieved.

"You two get along well, and I can feel at ease. At first, I was worried that both of you are men. If you really screw up and don't give in to the other, it will be difficult. Yu He, you are older than Feng Zi Xuan Da, he can teach Yu He much more than me and his father, better than me and his father."

Although the family said these words a little bit, but to Yu He, the son-in-law, Feng's mother couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Ah Xuan is fine now." Yu He put his arms around Feng Zixuan's waist, and Feng Zixuan gave Yu He a squinting look.

"Don't be old, can I be a kid? I'm already eighteen. Besides, being together is the other half. It's not like finding a dad to take care of me and teach me something. Ordinary is fine."

Having said that, Feng's mother didn't say much, seeing the two get along harmoniously, it felt good to be a mother.

After working on the first floor for a while, the two returned to the third floor. The snow outside was melting profusely, bringing despair to many people.

Fortunately, the village went directly to the mine to buy coal in the past two days. The distance from the coal mine is not very far, so there is no need to worry about not having enough coal after buying it.

The next day, the snow still fell heavily, and Feng's father went down the mountain under the watchful eyes of the whole family.Mother Feng was afraid that he wouldn't be able to cook well, so she deliberately stewed some meat jelly in advance and let Father Feng take it up the mountain. If she was too lazy to cook, she cooked some rice and warmed up the meat by herself, so as not to lose the nutrition.

I don't know how long it will take to come back from going up the mountain. The husband and wife are rarely separated like this.

This snow has been falling continuously for more than a month. There is almost no place to put the cleared snow, and it is simply melted and thrown into the river. Although the snow is heavy, it is still within the acceptable range. It's time to exercise.

Half a month ago, the snow finally stopped again. The snow on the mountain was so thick that we had to dig under the snow. Fortunately, there was a small carrot head, so it didn't take much effort.When Feng's father arrived home, Feng's mother made a table of dishes to welcome Feng's father home.

The second day after Feng's father came back, the government's military card came, and he came to distribute relief supplies.In fact, there is nothing lacking in the village, and it is a wealthy village in itself.

Each household has one hundred catties of coal and fifty catties of rice per person per head. This is only available in the account book. The little radish head Xiao Shiyue and Feng Ziqi in the family don't have it, and Yu He doesn't have it. No one else except himself. Know this person.

Take your household registration book to register your name, and the army will deliver it door to door. When the time comes, bring someone to roll the name, and when you see someone, you will put the supplies down.

That is to say, the national stockpile is sufficient, otherwise, even if many people died from the plague, it would not be able to support such a strong distribution of supplies.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is over, and the supplies from the country have been obtained, in fact, no one is short of them, but they are still overjoyed after getting them. On the one hand, the things that come in vain, on the other hand, it means that everyone has not been forgotten by the country. Material is to pay attention to every people.

After reopening to traffic, people in the village are busy shopping in the city. There were not many stores opened in the city two days before the knowledge was passed, but the second uncle brought some old vegetables to the city, and they were quickly sold by major supermarkets. Swept away.

I bought it at a good price, and made some delicious food at home, and invited Feng Zixuan's family to have dinner with other close friends.

Feng's father and Feng's mother left, and Feng Zixuan stayed at home.Chatting with Yu He for leisure.

"Do you think I should remind the villagers to stock up more things? I said it in a joking tone before, but now it seems that I knew it before it was exposed. But I can't bear to feel sad in the future if I don't tell it."

Feng Zixuan's mentality is very complicated. He doesn't want to be noticed because he reminds everyone, but he feels that something is missing if he doesn't remind.

Yu He reached out and pinched Feng Zixuan's face, and said with a smile, "So you're stupid."

Feng Zixuan was pinched and hurt, so he turned his head to hide.

"It hurts, why did you think of something?"

Yu He smiled and said, "Isn't it enough that the handsome pot is given to me? Let's just say that it was just given by the gods. Who would dare to blame the gods for not giving instructions."

This sentence made Feng Zixuan suddenly realize: "I never thought of it."

Feng Zixuan didn't have a WeChat account in the village, but instead contacted Feng's mother who was having a meal on WeChat, and asked Feng's mother to send the message.

What the gods mean is that you can store as much as you can think of.The meaning of this sentence is very broad, and there are many meanings that can be explained. It does not clearly explain anything, but it includes everything.

It is enough to do here, and the point is over.

Two days later, the village was busy, hoarding supplies through various channels in similar ways, causing a lot of trouble.At this time, Feng Zixuan announced in the shareholder group that due to the long-term closure, all shares will be returned in cash. If all shareholders withdraw their shares, they will pay back the money immediately. If they do not withdraw their shares, all shares will be cleared.But if there is any situation in Jiuzhong Wonderland in the future, there will be great discounts for those who have not withdrawn their shares.

Internet shareholders basically withdrew their shares, because no one would believe in empty promises like discounts. Now that the plague has just passed, snowstorms are rampant, and prices are rising rapidly, no one is not short of money.

In a few days, the Kung Fu account lost several million.Only two or three shareholders in the village chose to withdraw their shares. Outsiders don't know, but the villagers know that Feng Zixuan has a fairy in him. Every decision is not a whim, and there must be a reason for it.

Although the money is in vain if you don’t withdraw the shares, how do you say it?It's a blessing in disguise, who knows what will happen in the coming year, and the family can live without taking the money back, so it's better to see if we can have a good future.

Companies like Dajiu’s are not invested in capital at all, so there is no need to withdraw shares at all.And what good things will happen in the future, can uncle be missing?

Feng Zixuan worked hard for a few days to settle the matter, only feeling that he was debt free.

It's been a long time since I contacted the big star Huang Yuzitao, so I went to browse Weibo, and only saw a few days of prayers, donations and appeasement on Weibo, the most recent one was a month ago.

I went to check WeChat Moments, and there was no update for a while.

Feng Zixuan took the initiative to contact Huang Yuzitao and told him about the shares.There was no response for a long time, so Feng Zixuan put it aside.

It is time to prepare for the Spring Festival. There are many things happening this year. A century-level plague and a world-level snowstorm make the survivors feel like they will survive the disaster.

Turn on the TV, now most of the TV stations are broadcasting the previous TV dramas, there are very few variety shows, and the TV dramas that will be broadcast this year are also pushed to next year, because there are too many nightmares this year, and there will be no ratings for broadcasting rate, and some TV series and movies that were originally planned to be launched have also been postponed, just waiting for the next spring to bloom and everything to pass.

CCTV is the most exciting of all TV stations nowadays. Every day there are exclusive interviews with various stars, and these stars are struggling to go to the front line.Those who cleared the snow with their own hands, those who personally distributed supplies to the victims, all kinds of positive and inspirational pictures.

The idol effect is even better than expected. Now watching the celebrity fans on the Internet are inspiring every day to be like the hero of the year, wishing to wipe out the disaster immediately.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, every day there are various inspirational speeches by celebrities and experts, as well as disaster relief and various slogans. The family will watch it for a while every day to ensure that the perseverance in the future will be maintained in their hearts.Especially when knowing that the road ahead is difficult.

On the 29th of the year, there were carts selling goods into the village to sell goods. They were all New Year’s goods. One day it was cold and too lazy to go to other people’s houses in the city, and they could sell a lot in the car once.It is still more expensive than in the city, and now the prices are soaring, it is really unaffordable without that deposit.

Since the snow stopped, Feng Zixuan's family hadn't been to the city for a day. In order to deceive others, they also went to the train to buy some things. Everyone in the village said that his family was blessed, and they were not afraid of anything happening with Xian'er's help.

It was the same afternoon, and it wasn't just who started it. They all carried some gifts and sat down with Feng Zixuan's house for a while. Xuan is just a compliment.

This afternoon, the whole family was not idle. After boiling the water for a day, someone would pour water and make tea. Short talk for a long time.

For some close friends, the author chatted with each other at Feng Zixuan's house.

It was one aspect of not going out after holding back for half a year, and the bigger reason was because of Yu He.The meaning inside and outside the words is that if the fairy on Feng Zixuan has any new instructions, he must tell them first.

This kind of thing seems to be a bit powerful, but it is much better than those who sit back and enjoy it.Looking at the piles of presents at home, Feng Zixuan felt that the previous invitations were not in vain.