Apocalypse protection little sister-in-law

Chapter 186

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Lian Yao tried her best to free her hands from the thick cotton gloves, and then tore off the big cashmere scarf that tightly covered her mouth and nose, leaving only her eyes outside. A puff of white air came out, and she was finally able to Breathe easier now.

Wu Qingfeng shook off the snow scattered on her body for her, loosened the scarf a little, then put the gloves on for her again, reached out to her abdomen, and helped her hold the hot water bottle stuffed in the clothes through the clothes, so as not to fall .

Lin Bao, who was sitting behind them, covered his face: Master, your actions are too easy to be misunderstood!

"Dangdang-"

Seeing that the people were almost there, Zhu Xiaowu knocked on the brazier, indicating that the meeting was about to start.

"Everyone be quiet, it's cold, let's make a long story short. Everyone should have heard about the seventh old lady. It stands to reason that she still has a son and daughter-in-law, and it's not the village's turn to intervene in the future. But she has not been able to contact her son. You can’t leave it alone. I mean, each family will pay a little, and first pack up a coffin and put the person in the ground. Tell me, do you have any other opinions?”

The people below talked a lot, but they were all discussing in a low voice, and no one came out to speak.

Two sets of coffins don't cost much, and even less for each household.Although the harvest this year is not good, it is not impossible to show this.Besides, people in a village always have this human touch.Therefore, everyone has no opinion on the village head's proposal.

"Since everyone has no objections, it's decided. But it's not easy to make two temporary coffins in this day and age. Let's see which one has it. Can you take it out and use it first? Later, when the weather is better, make a coffin." Return the new one."

Now everyone is silent.There are coffins at home, and most of them are for the elderly in the family.This is also the custom here.Even if the children in the family don't want to, the old people will prepare for themselves.Since it was prepared for myself, it took a lot of time to prepare the wood, and the things were carefully made by skilled carpenters.A hundred-year event, usually no one wants to lend this out.

Seeing that no one made a sound, Zhu Xiaowu lowered his head and took two puffs of cigarettes, but didn't say any more.He knew what everyone was thinking.This kind of thing is not easy to force, even if he is the village chief.

"Okay, since no one is willing, then, Lao Mu, I can only work hard for you these two days, and drive out the coffin for the seventh old lady."

Lao Mu is a carpenter in the village, formerly known as Wu Peishu, a carpenter inherited from his ancestors.Everyone thinks his name is troublesome. When he was young, he was called Xiaomu, but now he is Lao Mu, and his son who joined the carpenter business with him logically inherited the title of Xiaomu.

Hearing this before, Lao Mu kept hiding and remained silent, but in the end he was called out, with a bit of displeasure on his face: "It's a cold day, the wood is so hard that the ink can't melt, what should I do?"

To be honest, his family's craftsmanship is not bad, and he often goes to the town or even the city to do work, and his family is richer than other people in the village.In addition to the compound, it should be ranked among the top three in the village.Therefore, I am not very willing to do this drudgery.

Zhu Xiaowu nodded and said: "Everyone understands these things. But no one is willing to borrow birthday materials, so they can only rush to do it temporarily. You can't let people be buried directly without anything. In this way, you do the math, how much money do you want for material processing, as long as Not too much, everyone will admit it."

Probably also knew that this matter cannot be pushed away, Lao Mu lowered his head and thought for a while and said: "They are all from the same village, so I should do my best. In this way, I don't need money, [-] catties of rice, a I have packed both the big and the small ones.”

His family's rice production decreased in the first half of this year, and the rice harvest in the second half of the year was completely wiped out. The remaining sweet potatoes are still in the field, and they don't know whether they will be damaged by the snow or not.According to the current trend, he thinks it is better to store more food at home.

Fifteen hundred catties of rice may seem like a lot, but fifty households share only thirty catties, which is not much at all.So even if someone saw something from it and was not happy in their hearts, most people agreed, and they had to reluctantly share a little from the food stored at home.

"One more thing." After the matter was settled, Lao Mu said again, "Now I can't work in the yard, the village has to find a bigger house for me, and prepare some firewood to burn a brazier. Fine. Otherwise, I will be cold and unable to move my hands and feet, and I will not be able to do this job well."

This is also true.Zhu Xiaowu thought for a while, and finally looked at the meeting room, and finally said: "Then do it here. Each family will give three catties of firewood, it should be enough, right?"

Lao Mu didn't evade any more, and agreed.The two coffins will definitely be completed in two or three days.At this time, it is impossible to ask for more refinement, and it is roughly the same, so the speed is very fast.

"That's the matter. Let's talk about the field." Zhu Xiaowu glanced at Wu Qingfeng, and then said: "The rice harvest in the second season is complete. Everyone's situation is the same. Now the field is basically planted. All of them are sweet potatoes. I thought it would be sunny for a while, so everyone was not in a hurry to harvest them. No one expected that there would be such a heavy snowfall all of a sudden. If it only snowed for a day or two, it would probably be fine. Just like the rain last month, if it really rains for eight or nine days, even if it is buried in the ground, the sweet potatoes will be frozen. So I think everyone is going to suffer a little and grab the food out of the ground?"

At this time, everyone knew why Zhu Xiaowu wanted to see Wu Qingfeng and the others.Because only their family’s food has been harvested, and vegetables are still growing in the greenhouse, but the field outside is being composted, and nothing has been planted.Now it seems that their home is the most secure and worry-free.

Although Wu Qingfeng had reminded everyone that their family planted early and harvested early, some people still couldn't help but complain in their hearts.He already knew about this climate, right?If he had made his words clearer, how could people not believe him?It won't be like this now.This is considered anger.

But no one dared to say this, even if Wu Qingfeng said it, he didn't care.He has already said the words, and whether he believes it or not is his business, so it has nothing to do with him even if the harvest is completely lost.

And sensible people don't think so.Instead, he would be grateful to Wu Qingfeng.After all, if it weren't for him, this season would definitely be a failure.Although it is a bit more difficult now, at any rate there can be some gains.

"I think so. It's only been a day now, and the snow hasn't been that thick yet, and it hasn't frozen yet, so it's easier to dig. Really wait for another two or three days, the snow will be thicker, and it will be even more difficult to dig."

"That's right, is there anything rural people can't bear? It's better than no harvest."

"If you can collect a little bit, who knows what will happen in the future?"

Everyone talked about it, but most of them agreed with the village chief's proposal.

"That's all right, that's it. While it's still early, let's go back and prepare quickly. Prepare more food to keep out the cold, and don't be reluctant to burn firewood at home. Anyway, wait for the food to enter the warehouse, so that everyone can have a stable year this year."

Everyone responded with their mouths, but their eyes looked at Lian Yao from time to time.

Lin Bao saw the intentions of these people and felt unhappy.Is this a habit or what?Usually there are good things I haven't seen and I think about the compound, so now I'm thinking about my little aunt again?
(End of this chapter)