Tuan Chong Nuanbao has space

Chapter 185 Lao Song
"If that's the case, then go back quickly and separate the people. As for the people who stay, I, the old guy, will personally supervise them." After saying this, the patriarch waved to everyone.

"Go quickly, there is no time to waste now." After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he led the people and walked out.

In just half a day, Linjiacun arranged things, and each team led people to the corresponding place.

Nuan Bao stood at the entrance of the village with Mrs. Lin, watching the leaving crowd, Nuan Bao couldn't stop crying watching this scene.

The villagers who left left their families behind to the village because they had enough trust in the clan.

I believe that the clan can protect them well, and they will have no fear when they go out.

Although Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu also wanted to go home to help, they knew that they couldn't help if they went back.

Besides, the Lin family is full of old people and children who need to be taken care of, as well as the wounded in the ancestral hall.

They all need help, and their men have all gone, so they are still very worried, but now is not the time to worry.

After Mrs. Lin returned to Lin's house with Nuan Bao in her arms, Nuan Bao was like a heart-warming cotton jacket, constantly walking among these sad old people.

It constantly warms their hearts.

Lin Ping and the others had already followed the villagers to help them sort out the overwhelmed houses.

Because most of the houses in Linjia Village are made of earth, they are not easy to collapse. Most of the houses collapsed due to ice and snow on their roofs.

The house can be repaired directly, but this time the people who repaired the house are more refined. After all, one lesson is enough.

The people lost this time taught Linjiacun a hard lesson, letting them know that disasters are not just caused by people.

Lin Laosan looked at the people who were repairing the house and shouted loudly, "Repair the house securely. This snowstorm is just the first snow in winter. There is still a long time before the Chinese New Year. I don't know how long it will continue to rain." of snow.”

"I know, Brother Lin, we will definitely repair the roof firmly." The roof repairman responded loudly, even though it had been snowing, which slowed down the work of repairing the house.

Such conversations are taking place in different places in Linjiacun, as if they are proving that tragedy cannot happen again.

Grandpa Song watched the villagers repairing the roof of his house. Although he was still immersed in the sadness of the death of his son and daughter-in-law, he looked at these simple neighbors.

It always brings hope to myself. Although my son and daughter-in-law have left, I still have grandchildren.

He must raise them up so that he will not regret it.

Mr. Lin brought Nuanbao to deliver porridge to everyone, and he saw Lao Song standing in front of the house at a glance.

Mr. Lin glanced at Nuanbao, and Nuanbao also successfully received Mr. Lin's eyes, and immediately understood what his grandfather meant.

Nuan Bao ran over and grabbed Grandpa Song's sleeve, and said to Grandpa Song in a sweet voice, "Grandpa Song, please go over and drink some porridge. You will have some strength later."

Grandpa Song looked at the cute Nuan Bao and could hardly hide the sadness in his heart, but as a stubborn old man, he would never allow himself to show sadness in front of his child.

This may be the sorrow of adults, because there are too many burdens on them, and they don't want people to see their weak side.

"Okay, Grandpa Song thanks Nuan Bao for the porridge." Grandpa Song didn't know that he was thanking Nuan Bao, but he was actually thanking Nuan Bao's family for rescuing his grandchildren.

It is more likely to save his old life, so that his grandchildren will have a relative.

We would not let them become orphans at a young age and live helplessly in this world.

Let the two children have a relative to rely on, and a bowl of white porridge is handed to them.

Grandpa Song looked up and saw Mr. Lin, "Old Lin, you are here."

"I'm here. Let's have some porridge. Don't tire yourself out. You still have two children to take care of." Mr. Lin passed the porridge forward again.

Grandpa Song took the porridge from Mr. Lin's hand, raised his eyes to look at Mr. Lin, and said softly to Mr. Lin, "Thank you!"

Mr. Lin knew what this thank you meant, but he didn't reply and went back to where the porridge was.

Distribute the porridge brought to the villagers who helped.

(End of this chapter)