survival in the wilderness

After 10 minutes, Mrs. Hua first stabilized her figure and came back to her senses.

Looking at the old man Mu who was stimulated and trembling non-stop, his wrinkled old face was full of tears.

She wept silently, and it took a while to calm down.

Wen Xue walked to Granny Hua, handed her a glass of warm water, and said softly, "Grandma, do you feel better, drink some water."

Hua Pozi took the cup silently, took a few sips of water, the fear dissipated from her body, and looked at the girl in front of her.

"Grandma, don't be afraid, there are so many of us."

Wen Xue spoke softly, and her whole body exuded a soft light, which made people relax unconsciously.

She said softly: "Grandma, I'm Wen Xue. We came here from a long distance. We encountered many beasts along the way and escaped. We are very powerful. No matter what it is, we can destroy it. .”

"See that Hei Tuanzi is dead, nothing to be afraid of. Our people can kill Hei Tuanzi, and what you worry about won't happen."

"Dead, dead..." Hua Pozi seemed to realize that Hei Tuanzi was dead only now.

Wen Xue said softly: "Yes, they are really dead. They won't come to hurt people again, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

After some reassurance, Granny Hua gradually recovered.

"Grandma, do you know what that is?" Wen Xue pointed to the black silk ball and asked.

Hua Pozi nodded, and the scene from many years ago reappeared before her eyes. "It's the black nematode, and it's impossible to prevent. As long as it appears, many people will die."

Years ago, when she was still a doll, she witnessed the killing scene of the black nematode with her own eyes.left an indelible mark on memory.

At that time, he was lucky enough to escape, but most of the villagers died.Many years have passed, and the black nematode has never appeared again, making her gradually forget those memories.

However, today, the black nematode came again.The fear in the memory immediately made Hua Pozi bewildered, all she knew was that she was going to die.

After confirming that the black nematode was completely dead, Hua Pozi gradually regained her sanity.

Wen Xue took out a pen and paper, and recorded the details described by Mrs. Hua one by one. These are precious materials.

After waiting for a while, Old Man Mu gradually recovered, and Wen Xue asked again in detail.

Lan Xing and others went to the village to check the casualties last night and help deal with follow-up matters.

The dead must be buried as soon as possible, and the protection of the village must be strengthened.

It's just that time is urgent and what can be done is limited.We can only use branches to surround the village to form a simple barrier.

As for how great the effect will be, Lin Yan has no hope.But it can give the villagers a little sense of security, and the fear in their hearts will be less.

On this day, the villagers of Mang Village, no matter adults or children, men, women and children, all joined the queue to repair the fence.

There are many people and strong strength. Those who cut down trees and dig pits can complete the fence in one day.

The walls of your own yard should also be strengthened.

The house where Lin Yan and the others live has already been fenced with rough wood and mud, and it looks much better than the original open yard.

Originally, the villagers were busy stockpiling food. Although they didn't quite believe that the cold season that Gao Qiang said was coming, they still worked harder to prepare food.Just ignore the fence of the yard.

The sudden visit of the black nematode made the villagers panic, which was more frightening than a beast breaking into the village.

For the next ten days, Lin Yan and the others followed their original plan of hunting and fishing.

Zuo Tian stayed in the village all the time, helping every household build earth kangs and repair dilapidated houses.

On September 28, the wind was cold and the temperature dropped sharply.

The people in Mang Village looked at Lin Yan and their eyes changed. The cold season has really come.

The old man Mu came to the yard at the head of the village against the bitter cold wind, and said to Gao Qiang, "How do you know when the cold season will come?"

Originally, he didn't believe it. When the cold season comes and goes, it depends on intuition and experience, and it cannot be accurately predicted.

But what Gao Qiang and the others said came true, and the cold season really came.

After thinking about it, Old Man Mu decided to ask.If they can determine the time of the cold season, they can prepare earlier.

Gao Qiang smiled foolishly, "Look at the calendar. Every year at the end of September, the cold season will come, and it will end at the end of December and enter the hot season."

The old man Mu looked confused, "What is a calendar?"

"Wait a minute, I'll show you." They came out this time with two calendars, one kept by Wen Xue, and the other in Lanyue's hands.

Wen Xue was next to her, she found the calendar from the cloth bag, and handed it to Gao Qiang.

However, regardless of Gao Qiang's explanation, looking at the numbers in the book, drawing in circles, the old man Mu became even more at a loss.

Wen Xue smiled and said, "Gao Qiang, they haven't learned numbers, so they don't understand."

"Oh, I forgot that." Gao Qiang scratched his head, "What should I do?"

Wen Xue said casually: "It's not easy. It happens that there is nothing to do in the winter season, so those of us teach the people in Mang Village how to learn numbers and simple characters."

Lin Yan heard it from the neighbor, came out and praised: "This is the best. The numbers are simple and easy to understand, and one winter season is enough for them to master. Teach some simple characters, and you can learn as much as you want."

Gao Qiang hurriedly talked about this with Old Man Mu, and it took him a long time to explain before Old Man Mu could understand what they meant.

The old man didn't respond immediately, and had to go back and discuss with the villagers before making a decision.

Seeing the person walk away tremblingly, Wen Xue sighed: "It's such a good opportunity, it would be a pity to miss it."

Gao Qiang: "They will agree. Just because he can accurately predict the cold season, Old Man Mu will also convince the villagers."

Lin Yan: "If you don't want to, you can persuade them?"

Gao Qiang nodded, "Okay, I will make them willing to study."

In the afternoon, Old Man Mu and Pozi Hua came over with two young men.

In such a cold day, they were very reluctant to go out for a walk, but thinking of Lin Yan and the others' abilities, they were very moved and had to come.

Hua Pozi carefully inquired about the things needed for study, and learned that the villagers don't need to prepare anything, they just need to find a good place and arrive at the agreed place on time.

Such a good thing, of course, is promised.

With the help of outsiders this year, every household has ample grain storage, so they don't have to stay at home.

Anyone except those who weave at home can come to learn.

Granny Hua and Old Man Mu left cheerfully, having confirmed that classes will start tomorrow.

Lin Yan and Wen Xue had other things to do and didn't have time to go to class, so they had to rely on Lan Xing and the others to teach them.

Just simple words and numbers, it is not difficult for them.

Each person carries a piece of wood, and a piece of black wood picked up from the fire can start the class.

To Lin Yan and others, this is a very common thing, but to the people of Mang Village, it is a new thing of great significance.

Those who could come braved the cold wind and wanted to know what to learn in class.

Men, women and children gathered together, as well as the milk dolls held by the village women, and rushed to the nearest class place from home.

When Lan Xing walked into the house and saw a room full of people, he immediately felt the strong thirst for knowledge of the people in Mang Village.

How can a teacher not like such a person.