Reborn Little Husband Farming

Luo Wangshu was awakened by the intensifying noise, his body weighed heavily, and he seemed unable to feel the existence of his head.

It took a while for Luo Wangshu to see the surroundings clearly. The wardrobe and the table were lifted up, but the traces on them reminded the fact of the previous earthquake.

By the way, a big earthquake!What about the others?Luo Wangshu sat up abruptly, feeling a dull pain in his head.

"Auntie!" Li Miaomiao shouted in surprise, and before Luo Wangshu could react, she rushed over, but she dared not hold her arms for fear of pressing on someone's wound. "You are awake!"

Luo Wangshu rubbed Li Miaomiao's little head soothingly, "Good... how long have I been asleep?"

Tears welled up in Li Miaomiao's eyes, she broke her little finger and said, "It's been two days."

"Two days?" Luo Wangshu was startled, "Are Azu and Xiaoguang all right? Where are they?"

Li Miaomiao shook her head, "Azu woke up yesterday, but his shoulder hurts and he can't move around. Brother Xiaoguang is decocting medicine outside."

Luo Wangshu was about to say something, but there was another noise outside, and he couldn't hear what he was shouting.

"Auntie, they are going to smash the door." Li Miaomiao grabbed Luo Wangshu's sleeve tightly in fear.

"Smashing the door?" Luo Wangshu had another headache, "What's going on? What happened these two days?"

Li Miaomiao bit her lip and thought for a while, then told Luo Wangshu what Mo Guang had told her.

"The houses of other people in the village have collapsed, but ours has not collapsed, so they have to smash the door to come in and live in?" Luo Wangshu took a long time to straighten out Li Miaomiao's words, his head still hurt like hell, and his mind was not very flexible. up.

"Hmm." That's what it meant anyway.In the past two days, she heard the voices of many people, crying, roaring, coaxing, and then all kinds of door smashing... It was the first time she felt the horror of people.

"Miao Miao, I'm out for dinner..." Mo Guang pushed the door open and came in, and before he finished speaking, he saw Luo Wangshu sitting on the bed.

"Mother?" Mo Guang pinched his thigh hard, and he really woke up.

Luo Wangshu waved at him dumbfounded. Mo Guang was much calmer than Li Miaomiao, but he couldn't help but turn his eyes red.

"You've worked hard these two days." Luo Wangshu really didn't expect a child to be able to do this.

Mo Guang shook his head, feeling a little depressed: "I didn't do anything, and I can't help you with anything else."

"You've done a good job." Luo Wangshu still admired Mo Guang, and he could handle the aftermath of things, so he passed out regardless. These two days, Mo Guang must have been under tremendous pressure.

Li Miaomiao agreed, "That's right, Brother Xiaoguang can heal illnesses, cook rice, and wash incense for Miaomiao."

Mo Guang heard that the front was fine, but when he heard the back, a blush could not help appearing on his face, the color was extremely pale, and with the oily smoke from the previous fire, he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

Luo Wangshu thought it was nothing, they were just two little kids, they bathed together a lot, and they were treated specially in special circumstances.

"Gollum—"

Li Miaomiao scratched her head in embarrassment, "Shall we go eat?"

Having said that, Luo Wangshu also got a little hungry, "How much did you cook? I'll get some more if it's not enough."

"Mother, are you sure?"

Mo Guang and Li Miaomiao thought of the dark cooking a few days ago at the same time, and couldn't help shivering. Mo Guang suggested very sincerely: "Let me do it."

Luo Wangshu's face became hot, and he coughed dryly and said, "That was my mistake, I'm absolutely fine this time."

"Aunt always makes mistakes..." Li Miaomiao silently broke the stage.

The food was not delicious, but it was hot. It warmed up his cold body and made Luo Wangshu refreshed. He went to the space to pull out a bundle of spiritual herbs and asked Mo Guang to apply Mo Fang's wound.

In fact, there was nothing serious about the wound, except that he had lost too much blood, and because he was old and had poor recovery ability, Mo Fang had only been lying down for a long time.

"Old man, let's see if you still smoke in the future." Luo Wangshu feels a little scared when he thinks about it now, what he wants to ask is how did a pipe get inserted into his shoulder?

Mo Fang remained silent, his face pale, "Everyone is in danger now, so we can't do without opening the door."

Luo Wangshu sneered, "Open the door and let them in, let's go out to live? I'm not that great."

"It's all from the folks in the village..."

"Old man, you regard them as fellow countrymen, how many of them regard you as fellow countrymen? With so many people, we can manage them? Besides, seeing how they smashed the door, we can still survive if we let them in? If they don't quarrel If you are in trouble, I can still give you a mouthful of porridge. My own house has collapsed. If you don’t deal with the aftermath, what are you doing around other people’s houses? Our family is not a yamen, let alone a philanthropist.

Luo Wangshu sympathized with those people, but he was not stupid. Besides, their own family didn't have that much food to share.

Mo Fang silently closed his mouth, he knew that what Luo Wangshu said was right, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"Let's talk about everything after Li Li comes back, otherwise we can't beat them and control the situation." Luo Wangshu finally said coolly.

The words are not pleasant, but it is true, Mo Fang looked at the medical book in his hand and sighed.

Speaking of Mo Li, I don't know how he is... Luo Wangshu looked out the window, the rain stopped, the sky was still cloudy, there was a sign that it was going to snow.

On the fourth day after the earthquake, Li Li still did not come back.The heavy snow has begun to ravage the devastated land, layer by layer, Luo Wangshu heard the sound of slamming doors outside turning into crying and wailing, and finally there was only silence.

On cold winter nights, the house was heated with floor heating and wall heating, and all wind and snow were blocked.It seemed that there were only a few of them left in the world, and the bay red horses in the newly built stables were also listless.

Twenty miles away, there were 1000 strong men at the embankment, and only over [-] people remained when the construction was completed. The bones buried under the strong embankment can be said to be countless. They died of freezing, illness, and injury. , and other potential hazards.

This time the flood destroyed the embankment, and it is not known how many bones accumulated in the soil were washed out, but now they are being filled with new bones.

The temperature plummeted, and the freezing of the river speeded up the project. Hearing the news of the return, those who were numb to work raised their heads.

Earthquake, heavy snow... What is left after they go back?The light of hope in their eyes dimmed little by little, while those who were farther away from the earthquake were overjoyed.

"A Li, you said..." Li Hu choked up a little, and finally dared not ask the rest of the words.

Li Li, who was also scruffy and thin, raised his eyes to look at him, the light in his eyes never went out, and then said firmly, "No."

The inexplicable conversation made others feel a little strange, but it was strange, and they quickly shifted their attention to signing or pressing their fingerprints and followed the assigned yamen servants on their way home.

In the middle of the night, Luo Wangshu stared at the growing wind and snow outside the window, and the cold wind that penetrated through the gaps from time to time was as sharp as ice knives, cutting people's chest tight.

A gust of cold wind came unscrupulously from the door. Mo Guang and Li Miaomiao looked at the door which was closed immediately, and followed each other quietly.

The door that had been closed for a long time finally opened, Luo Wangshu looked indifferently at the marks of the knife on the door, and there was no one there.

It should be fine for him to go out now. After all, those people have been hungry for so long and don't have the energy to grab anything.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Luo Wangshu walked towards the village where the houses had collapsed and there were only ruins left. There were a few simple thatched huts, which could keep warm even when crowded.

Luo Wangshu came out not for anything else, but for the village chief's family.Although he didn't know what happened after the earthquake, and he didn't hear the village head coming, but the village head is usually very kind to their family, so he shouldn't just ignore it.

The very faint moonlight had no effect at all, but the light reflected by the vast white snow could still dispel some of the darkness. Even so, Luo Wangshu still took an oil lamp.

The gentle light is very obvious at night, and people who are too cold to sleep stretch their necks to look.

Luo Wangshu walked to Li Dakang's house according to the route he remembered, and heard arguing inside before he knocked on the door.

"Mr. Li! Don't deceive me too much! This is for my son's life!" Mrs. Xu's furious voice was very sharp in the silent night.

Mrs. Li sneered: "Your half-dead son will definitely not survive this winter. Instead of wasting food for nothing, it is better to let us eat it. You don't want Li Dakang to come back and see his brother's family starved to death?"

"Even if I feed it to the dogs, I won't give it to you!"

Luo Wangshu pushed open the crumbling door, the house was half collapsed, much better than those turned into ruins.

Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Li, who were fighting for a bamboo basket inside, looked at Luo Wangshu at the door at the same time, and Mrs. Li greedily stared at the cotton-padded jacket on Luo Wangshu's body.

Luo Wangshu glanced at her, how could such a person not starve to death?It is said that bad people live long, and it is true.

"Don't you leave home?" Mrs. Xu didn't realize it, what are you doing here in the middle of the night in the freezing cold?

Taking advantage of Xu's distraction, Mrs. Li grabbed the bamboo basket and wanted to reach out to snatch Luo Wangshu's cotton coat, but was kicked to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Killer!" Li wailed while clutching her calf.

Luo Wangshu laughed after hearing this, like a Rakshasa from hell. "At this precarious time, who cares about you? If I beat you to death today, it can also be called an 'accident'."

Li was stunned, and wanted to run when she got up, but Luo Wangshu stepped on her foot, grinning her teeth in pain.

"It was you who beat me in the ancestral hall. Have I ever said that I hold a grudge?" Luo Wangshu spoke softly, but what he said made Li shiver uncontrollably.

Mrs. Xu was also a little frightened by Luo Wangshu, but when she thought of what Mrs. Li had done, she couldn't feel any sympathy for her, so she stepped forward to take back the bamboo basket and watched coldly.

After taking the things back, Luo Wangshu let go of his feet, and after running for a few steps, Mrs. Li said loudly, "Wait for me!"

"Hey!"

"Ah——" Mrs. Li was frightened to death by Mo Guang and Li Miaomiao who suddenly appeared. Before anyone could recover, the two children ran towards Luo Wangshu.

Luo Wangshu was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that there were two little tails behind him.