In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

The patter of rain outside the cave.

The excitement of finding a place to stay at the beginning of the crowd also gradually disappeared, replaced by a series of questions before them. They walked in the rain for so long, no matter how tightly wrapped they were, they were mostly wet by now.

What's more, the whole body has long been drenched by the rain.

The most important thing before them now is to light a fire and dispel the cold.

From the time they received the news yesterday to the time they set off this morning, they didn't have much time to pack their things. Moreover, they scoffed at the idea of ​​evacuation at that time, and they didn't make any preparations at all.

Most people just prepared some food and brought nothing else.

It's raining now, and it's hard to even sit by the fire and change into dry clothes. The harsh environment makes panic gradually spread in the cave, so that they ignore a fact at the moment :
It has been raining for two hours, but no one, male, female, old or young, has caught a cold or fever.

There are one or two hundred people in the whole village of Xiaohe Village. The pills that Dr. Zeng made temporarily are not many. There is no way for everyone to take one pill. The best way is to dissolve it in water and then distribute it Everyone drinks.

Ye Ning frowned and looked out, the storm showed no sign of stopping.

It is almost impossible to find dry firewood now.

"I have Huozhezi here. As long as we have firewood, we can boil water and dissolve pills. Ziji is a little feverish now. Others don't know if he has symptoms. The important thing now is not to make everyone sick."

Doctor Zeng took out the wrapped firefoil from his pocket.

Many people took off their coats and wrung out the water, wiped off the water on their bodies, and then wrung them out again and put them on again.It's more convenient for men, and it's okay to be shirtless, but it's very troublesome for women to change clothes, and it doesn't feel good to wear wet clothes.

Someone complained in a low voice: "If we are at home now, we should hide under the quilt and sleep. Why are we suffering here?"

"It's really dizzy to go to the mountain to suffer under such heavy rain."

"What did the village chief mean? He didn't say what kind of difficulty he was avoiding. I still don't believe that a flood can submerge our village."

"My house is so high that even if it is flooded, it won't be able to submerge me. If I knew it, I would have stayed at home and couldn't come out."

"Cold, hungry and tired, it's a real pain."

Someone raised his head, and other people in the cave complained one after another.

Aunt Lin raised her eyebrows coldly, glared at those who were talking, and shouted with her hands on her hips, "What are you all talking about? You're all on the mountain and you're still alive. If you suffer, you're still alive. Do you want to treat me?" Are you waiting to die in the village?"

This loud voice instantly suppressed the voices of everyone talking.

The sound kept echoing in the cave.

Aunt Lin took out a bundle of thick ropes from her back basket, and with a slightly hoarse voice, she arranged them in an orderly manner, saying: "Don't stand here, big guys. Two people will help you pull the ropes apart. Men and women should be separated. Change the wet clothes first." gone."

"Let's rest first, and we'll talk about the rest when Lao Zhang comes back."

Zhang Quan silently took one end of the thick rope and tied it to a stick to stand up.

The young man is tall, standing beside Aunt Lin is taller than her, his eyes are heavy, and he can really see a bit of ruthlessness when he looks at everyone.

The others looked at each other.

Those who were secretly dissatisfied and wanted to make trouble could not help but rest their minds when they saw his appearance.

"Sister-in-law, why are you waiting to die in the village?"

Someone said unconvinced: "I don't know if I'm going to die in the village, anyway, I'm going to die of cold now! If there is a fire to roast me right now, I can do whatever I want, sister-in-law, do you have it?"

As soon as the words fell, a flame suddenly appeared in the dark cave.

"???"

Everyone was shocked for a moment.

Although the fire was faint, it did exist, and the dim yellow light illuminated the rock wall, swaying in the wind.

The young man who shouted couldn't help being stunned, and turned his head around to find the location of the fire, and finally found that the fire was in the innermost part of the cave, and the person with it was... the old Cheng's family!
They actually have fire!

This news immediately caused an uproar in everyone's hearts!

The Cheng family brothers stood outside, and when they saw everyone looking over, they all moved out of the way.

They were surrounded by Mrs. Zhao and Old Man Cheng. Cheng Sanlang carefully guarded the hard-won spark, his palms were flushed from rubbing, and Mrs. Zhao's eyes were narrowed, full of shrewdness.

"It's fine if you want to warm up, five cents per person!"

"If you want to take the firewood back to roast, you have to pay more, ten yuan a stick!"

The shouting young man immediately laughed angrily: "Mrs. Zhao, are you crazy about money? You set the price on the ground! A catty of firewood doesn't cost ten cents, how dare you sell it for ten cents now!"

Mrs. Zhao glared at him, and said in a sharp voice, "Can the situation be the same?"

"Now only my family has firewood. Do you like to bake or not? Anyway, I am not the one who died of cold. After so long raining and not warming up, everyone is sick. Anyway, it's not our business."

As she said that, she went to the fire to warm her hands, and also pulled the pillar next to the fire to roast.

A villainous smile appeared on his face.

Qian only thinks that her mother-in-law is really clever.

Not to mention rushing into the cave to occupy the best position, I still remember to grab all the firewood. Now people can only buy their firewood if they want to warm up.

Mrs. Qian also hurriedly yelled: "Hurry up, first come, first served, one is only ten yuan! There are not many firewood, and they are all sold out!"

The shouting young man was immediately discouraged. It is true that he is in good health, but his parents and grandma are not in such good health. They are already shaking at the moment, and if they don't warm up, they will definitely freeze to death.

Aunt Lin frowned.

With suspicious eyes, he asked, "Aunt Zhao, where did you get the firewood?"

They didn't bring these things when they went up the mountain, even if they did, they were soaked by the rain.

She remembered that Lao Zhang said that there were some dry firewood in the cave.

But now the dry firewood has disappeared, and the old Cheng family has strangely more dry firewood for sale. No matter how you think about it, it seems that they take the firewood on the ground for themselves, which should be used by everyone.

Qian's immediately yelled back: "Why do you care so much, this is of course our firewood!"

"Crackling-"

The sparks that were originally sporadic and half wisps ignited.

The activity of the fire became bigger and bigger.

The children in the family not far from the old Cheng's house cried a lot and kept saying they were cold, so they wanted to rub their fire next to them, but they just moved when they saw Cheng Dalang mercilessly blocking him. up front.

Block out the slightest leak of warmth.

Cheng Dalang frowned and said, "Uncle, if you want to warm up, you can pay."

"Grandpa, it's cold, I'm cold."

The child's miserable cries echoed in the cave.

Lao Li said helplessly: "Da Lang, you see our child is crying cold, we promise not to pass, just rub a little..."

Immediately, Mrs. Qian glared at him, and said bluntly: "Uncle, your child is crying cold, and our child is also crying cold, what's the matter with spending some money for the child, are you reluctant to spend even ten cents?"

Old Li's wife choked, "Why are you talking!"

"What's wrong with me just talking like that? There's no such thing as a white pie in the world. If you want to warm up, you have to spend money!"

The two couldn't argue.

At this time, someone outside couldn't hold it anymore, and said impatiently: "Ten cents is ten cents, give me the thickest firewood!"

Someone started, and other people who were watching couldn't hold back.