I hang up for retirement in the martial arts world

Chapter 91 Open the way

On this day, it was just dawn.

On the streets in the south of the city, the snowstorm that blew all night seemed to calm down.

On both sides of the street, shops, pawnshops, teahouses, ticket offices, restaurants, etc., which used to be very prosperous in the past, are trapped by the wind and snow, and all the doors are closed, and no one is open.

In the middle of the road, the masonry pavement that was cleared only yesterday was covered with a thick layer of snow during the night.

From the street to the end of the street, there is no one to be seen, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness, so that people can feel cold from their eyes to their hearts just by looking at it.

This main road in the south of the city, shrouded in wind and snow, is now in a dead silence, with only the howling cold wind remaining on the road, it looks extremely deserted.

However, the change came extremely suddenly.

At the moment when the sky is dimly bright and the wind and snow are fading away.
"Hurry up!"

"Copy guy, work!"

In the corner, figures of different heights swarmed out of the shed that was erected at some unknown time.

Holding tools of different styles, they rushed to the middle of the road covered in white.

This scene is like a blank picture scroll, with small black dots constantly breaking in, which looks extremely abrupt.

The many people who appeared suddenly caused the entire street that was originally empty to boil all of a sudden.

Shovels were waved in the hands of the men, and then they were heavily inserted into the snow covering the calf, making a crisp sound.

Under the hard work of this group of people, car after car of snow was dumped to the corner.

However, after half an hour passed, everyone suddenly realized that no matter how hard they tried, the snow on the road seemed to be endless.
"Hoohoo."

Panting heavily, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth slammed a shovel toward the ground.

After a dull blunt sound, the snow surface did not move at all. On the contrary, the hands that were already aching from the cold became more and more painful from the shock.

"Damn it!" the young man felt impatient, he dropped the guy, kicked away two balls of snow slag, kept rubbing his hands, and complained: "It can't be shoveled at all!"

"The snow is so thick that it's clumped underneath, break it with all your strength!" A man in his thirties next to him stopped his work and reminded with a smile.

The young man stopped and sighed.

Just as he was about to reply, a voice came from behind him.
"You two, don't be lazy!"

I saw a strong man dressed as a yamen servant wading through the snow, yelling loudly beside the two of them: "Hurry up and work while the snow stops, or you won't even have a bite to eat later!" !"

"Okay, sir, don't worry!"

The young man was still waiting to say something, but the middle-aged man immediately put on a flattering smile.

Leaning on the guy, he bent down and said respectfully to the yamen servant: "Let's take a break and get to work right away!"

"Go slowly and watch your feet!"

Seeing this, the yamen servant didn't have any more attacks, but only gave a few more instructions.

Wait until he leaves.
"Uncle, this guy is really annoying, why be so polite with him!" The young man turned his head and said to the man angrily.

"Hey!" The man stopped him with a wave of his hand, and persuaded him with a smile, "It's not easy to earn a living in this snowy day, so don't make things difficult for him!"

After finishing speaking, he squinted and motioned the young man to look towards a thatched hut in the distance.

In the shed, the leaders of the government servants are sitting around the charcoal basin to warm up the fire.

These people squatted, staring at the iron pot hanging on the charcoal basin with piercing eyes, and occasionally tilted their heads to look at the common people and subordinates working outside.

Take a closer look.

One of them was Wu Qiaoqing, the chief arrester of the yamen who handed over the rogues with Chen Yi back then.

He was appointed by Qian Hong to stay on the street in the south of the city day and night to urge everyone to clear the snow.

"Boss, this snowstorm keeps going!"

The group leaders in the shed also suffered from the wind and snow.

The old subordinate next to him rubbed his hands, gasped, and complained to his boss: "I think it would be useless to let these people do whatever they want. It's better to hide at home and wait for the snow to subside by itself!"

"Master Qian taught me to wait and supervise every day, could it be that I'm dizzy?"

"Shut your mouth!" Wu Qiaoqing glared at him.

Then he explained: "The cities in other directions are too busy to take care of themselves and can't help much, so it doesn't matter if the other roads are clear or not."

"But the south of the city is different. It must be cleaned up. This road leads to Changping. It is the closest to our Ninghe River, and it is also the place where food is most likely to be shipped in these few months!"

Speaking of which, he added a few pieces of charcoal to the charcoal basin below, turned it over again, causing a wave of heat, and finally took a bowl of hot soup from the iron pot, and slowly took a sip.

The few subordinates who saw it were greedy, but they didn't dare to ask for it.

"That's what you say, but no matter how much food there is in the county, what's the use if it can't be brought in?! Hiss!"

The old subordinate was not afraid of him, he snatched the bowl and poured a few mouthfuls of hot soup while talking, scalding his mouth impatiently.

"Although the snow is a little smaller, it still doesn't stop every day!"

Seeing Wu Qiaoqing reaching out to snatch it, he was holding the bowl and refused to let go.

Enduring the pain in his mouth, he continued, "There are hundreds of people in the city and outside the city. If you can't clear it for more than ten miles, you will give up. If you go further, you may die and return to the city. But we are [-] miles away from Changping. Lilu!"

Before Wu Qiaoqing took the bowl, he clicked his tongue and let go of his hand to fill another bowl.

"Lord Qian is afraid that the snow will be hard to melt"

I saw the chief arrester who had protected Ninghe County for more than ten years, looking into the distance with a bowl in his hand, and said lightly:

"Although I got some food from the house raid last time and filled the storeroom, it was a drop in the bucket after all. Naturally, we had to plan earlier and get food as soon as possible, so that more people could survive in this heavy snow!"

Then he continued angrily: "Furthermore, how much food has been released this year? If you don't suppress it and teach them to work harder, they will all think that the county government is a good hall!"

"It is!"

Suddenly a person beside him interrupted and said: "This opening of the road is for the whole city, not for each family. I want to sit at home and wait for the distribution of food. Where did such a beautiful thing come from!"

"Hey, well said!" Wu Qiaoqing was overjoyed when he heard that, and gave him the bowl in his hand.

Immediately, he made a decision on the spot: "Later, you boy will go to the road and shovel thirty feet of snow, and I will watch you do it!"

"Ha ha."

"Tell you to talk too much!"

"???" The yamen servant who interjected was holding the bowl in a daze, with a look of daring anger and daring to speak.

All of a sudden, the heavy atmosphere in the shed became joyful.

at this time.

A loud bang suddenly came from a distance.

Even the ground trembled slightly, and the snow on the shed rolled down along the eaves, blocking the sight of several people.

"what's the situation?!"

"Dilong turned over?" Everyone stopped talking and laughing immediately, and their faces became serious.

Immediately there was another loud noise, and the grass shed shook again.
The location where the sound was heard seemed to be closer.

Wu Qiaoqing couldn't sit still any longer, so he hurriedly got up and rushed to check with a few people.

The loud noise came again and again, like a giant elephant crossing the border.

(End of this chapter)