Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 42
What made Qiao Mi slightly curious was why these people had a sneaky feeling when they greeted each other?They seemed to be avoiding something, and once the village head glanced in their direction, they immediately put away their smiling faces and moved away as if they didn't know each other, as if they weren't the ones who greeted each other just now, but they didn't know that all this had been seen by the village head in the eyes.

Going forward, I saw a group of people standing at the door of the village head's house, their eyes kept looking in this direction, and they knew they were waiting for someone, and the person waiting happened to be the village head.

Although the village chief covered his whole body, the other party recognized him at a glance. Among the group of people, the old man who was vaguely surrounded by everyone stepped forward and called out, "Old Wu!"

The village head stopped and asked from a long distance, "Yonghai? How did you get here?"

The old man couldn't see the village chief's face, and he couldn't tell whether the village chief was in a good or bad mood just by saying a word, he hesitated for a moment, he paused, looked back at the people around him, and when he turned back again, his face was full of determination, " Old Wu, we've known each other for so many years, and I'm standing in front of your house, won't you let me in and sit around?"

The village chief stood there without moving for a long time, squinting his eyes to look at the old man for a long time, and then glanced at the people behind him. The village chief's gaze was too provocative. Seen by such eyes, the young people behind the old man were not convinced. Seeming to go forward to argue, the village chief sneered, "Why are you in such a mess? You're all on the ground in my Wujia Village, and you still don't know how to restrain yourself? Are you here to fight?"

"Wu Hong!" The old man's voice contained endless helplessness and bitterness.

Standing behind the crowd, Qiao Miwei observed the two groups of people while secretly thinking in her heart that the village chief is called Wu Hong. Forgive her for knowing the village chief for so long but not knowing the name of the village chief until now.

Following the old man's call, the crowd fell silent for a short time. Silence is sometimes a kind of catalyst, which can make people quiet or erupt. A young man couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Village Chief, let's not beg their Wujia Village. Let's go back. Even if our whole village is dead, we won't beg their Wujiacun!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, several responders shouted the same meaning, and Qiao Miwei realized that the old man was also a village head, but he didn't know what was going on now.

I saw that the village head's face slowly turned red, and his body began to tremble slightly. He heard the shouts of the people behind him. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and gradually they looked at the opposite person with a hostile expression on their faces. .

"Snapped!"

A sudden crisp sound interrupted the clamor of the crowd. The young man who yelled first covered his face and stared at the village head in front of him with wide eyes, "Why did you hit me? Does Tuli Village have to bow down to their Wujia Village? Are you still our village head!"

"Shut up!" Lang Yonghai yelled and interrupted the boy. He took a few breaths and asked Wu Hong with his fists clenched, "Old Wu, I'm here to ask your Wujia Village for help today. Just a quick word, will you help me today or not?"

Wu Hong put his hands behind his back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Lang Yonghai, are you threatening me?"

Lang Yonghai gritted his teeth, slowly lowered his head and said, "No, I beg you."

Wu Hong snorted, and took the lead, "Go into the room and tell those behind you not to come in."

Qiao Miwei followed the crowd into the village chief's house slowly. The village chief's wife had been guarding the gate the entire time, not allowing anyone to enter, nor going out by herself. When she heard the village chief's words and saw him take a step, she immediately walked away. After opening the door, he glanced at everyone blankly, and then entered the house.

Wu Hong didn't lead everyone into the house, so he found a place to sit in the yard. Fortunately, there was enough space in the yard, so Qiao Miwei leaned against the wall and found a place with a backlight for himself, so he took off his mask Breathe a sigh of relief.

Lang Yonghai turned around and told those boys to stay outside honestly, then he entered the yard and sat down next to Wu Hong. Since he entered this door, he didn't intend to care about his old face anymore, so naturally he didn't care about the old man. The people watching the excitement in the yard, just sat down and said directly, "Old Wu, I am here to beg you today. Your Wujia Village is high and not afraid of floods, but my Tuli Village has been completely flooded. Houses, food, The clothes and quilts are all gone. The house has been soaked for a month, and the mud is waist deep. Now we can’t live in people. We don’t have much food. No, please help me Tuli Village, if you want to kill or beat me later, you will never say a word."

Wu Hong took out a piece of paper, cut out a rectangle and started rolling tobacco, lit the fire slowly, took a puff and exhaled, "The whole village of Tuli Village is gone?" Pointing at Lang Yonghai, "I don't want to kill you. What's the use of killing you? I don't care, this is punishment! You deserve the punishment."

Lang Yonghai clenched his fists before he could hold back the words that came to his lips. He was silent, and slowly lowered his head. The end seemed to weigh a thousand catties. It was so difficult for him to lower it, "You can humiliate me as much as you want, please. Help Tuli Village."

Wu Hong flicked the cigarette ash, sighed and raised his head and said, "The weather this year is not good, and I don't know what will happen in the end." After saying a few insignificant words, he continued with a sentence that sounded earth-shattering to Lang Yonghai, "Every night I dream that my ancestors come to scold me." After speaking, he turned to look at Lang Yonghai, "Yonghai, when do you think the ancestors will be reunited?"

Lang Yonghai gritted his teeth without hesitation and replied directly, "At any time." Before he came, he knew that this would be the result sooner or later. The two villages were originally a big village, and the earliest reason for the split has long been unclear, but the two villages were separated. The reason why this village finally became enemies is the ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall. Their ancestors were forced to separate many years ago. One ancestral hall became two. The ancestors were forced to separate after death. This kind of shame that outsiders can't understand will cause countless conflicts in the later stage, so Lang Yonghai knows that when he comes to beg Wujiacun, the final condition must be to join the shrine!
This is not a simple joint shrine, this is an annexation!Lang Yonghai is already ready to go to hell. He knows that if he loses the ranking of his ancestors in his generation, it will be difficult to atone for his sins even if he goes to the [-]th floor of hell. But what does it matter, as long as the lives of the whole village can be saved , he is willing to go to hell.

Although the expression on Wu Hong's face was calm, the hand holding the cigarette shook slightly for a long time, and finally stabilized. He took another deep breath of the cigarette, got up and threw the cigarette on the ground, raised his foot and He took a sip, "That's fine, how can you help me?"

Hearing this sentence, Lang Yonghai suddenly felt as if his whole body was exhausted. His back was drenched with sweat in the cold weather. He stood up and said the conditions he had thought about a long time ago, "The flood came suddenly, we The people in the village were not prepared, food and clothing were not prepared enough, those who were washed away by the flood, those who could not survive, and those who were bitten to death by mosquitoes, now there are no more than ten people in the village, and the whole land has been soaked for more than a month , this year's harvest seems to be failing, there is no food, and there is no house to live in. This is the situation now, you can figure it out."

Wu Hong took a deep breath when he heard this, no wonder this old boy dared to exchange the tablet of his ancestors, the feeling was that he would help support the whole village, but as the head of the village, he desperately hoped to take back the tablet of his ancestors. As worthy of his ancestors, Wu Hong gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay!"

When Lang Yonghai heard this, his face turned pale first, and then he was filled with endless joy. He said anxiously, "How to do it?"

Wu Hong raised his hand and said, "Did you bring the roster?"

Lang Yonghai nodded, and took out the roster from his pocket. This is the population of their entire village on the roster, "Look for yourself."

Wu Hong lowered his head and flipped through the booklet, and calculated the population of his own village. Then he negotiated with Lang Yonghai, and finally allocated the people of Tuli Village to each family in their village according to the household. Families with a slightly larger population should take in fewer or no people. Those who have relatives can directly find relatives. Those who don’t want to stay and plan to go out to join others are free.

In addition, the residents of Tuli Village who are taken in have to eat three meals for free at their home, but they have to pay corresponding labor. Wujia Village is surrounded by mountains, and most of them were barren before. Now because of the flood, the harvest in Tuli Village has been cut off. They can go to the mountains. To open up the land, we will plant corn and sweet potatoes first this year, both of which are resistant to drought and have high yields. Although the current season is a bit wrong, the weather this year is abnormal enough. Who can find the right time to sow.After the harvest of autumn grain, Tuli Village can keep its own rations, and the rest of the grain will be handed over to Wujia Village.

The muscles on Lang Yonghai's face trembled when he heard these conditions, and he finally gritted his teeth and agreed, but he also asked that when the weather improved, Wujiacun would help Tuli Village rebuild the village. Lang Yonghai thought in his heart that as long as Wujiacun was willing to make a move To help each other, he went to the county to make a fortune, and the people in the village could always get through this disaster year safely.

In this way, the two sides finalized the plan, and the village chief took the opportunity to preach to the people in the village. Although many people love and hate Tuli Village, the great grievances and grievances are not as important as letting the ancestors, so this matter is very popular. Pass it quickly, and proceed directly to the issue of personnel check-in.

Because the village head knew that Qiao Miwei had hoarded a lot of things in the house when he moved here, and also knew that her house was big, so Qiao Miwei’s house was arranged as a family of five, although Qiao Miwei is now a Wu family. She is a member of the family village, but it is not necessary to take in more people because her family has a lot of things. She has the right to refuse, but she silently accepted. She just proposed that she would like to take her relatives to live with her in the future. The village head did not hesitate He agreed. Obviously, the village head thought too simply. He thought that Qiao Miwei's calling relatives over was just visiting relatives, and he didn't come to eat and drink at his house anyway. He didn't agree.

That's why Qiao Miwei was so surprised when he was going to build a new house and pick up relatives. Unfortunately, he couldn't go back on what he promised, and was finally forced to accept new residents.

(End of this chapter)