I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 318 Raising food

It has been snowing for two consecutive days, and when I stepped on it, it went up to my calf.

During this period, Bai Anyan was afraid that the heavy snow would collapse the shack, so he used a ladder to clean the roof twice.

Bai Yunxi sat in front of the charcoal basin, warming her hands and thinking about what was going to happen next. Then she tilted her head and looked at the resting girl inside. When the snow stopped, she would settle the Liu family's affairs first.

 It snowed twice in a row, crushing the houses of several families in the village.

Of course, the collapsed houses were all old houses that had been in disrepair, but fortunately no one was killed. One of the houses was the Bai Zhengde family, a member of the Bai clan.

　　Bai Zhengde himself was hit by an adobe and his calf was fractured.

Once the news was sent to the clan leader, Bai Yunsong immediately organized the youths of the clan to go to the rescue, clean up the collapsed house, and then settled the clan members into the vacant classrooms in the ancestral hall.

Of course, Bai Anyan, as a strong laborer, also went to help. He worked for a long time before coming back.

Going back to the house and changing out of half-wet clothes, I narrated the situation of Bai Zhengde's family to everyone. Then I couldn't help but shake my head.

“Uncle Zhengde’s family was so careless that they didn’t repair the house before winter, and they didn’t clear the snow on the roof in time after it snowed. After the house collapsed, there was no way to live in the house.”

"The patriarch arranged for them to live temporarily in the ancestral hall, and Dr. Yang went to treat his injured leg. After we helped clean up the house, we discovered that their family's food supply was at the bottom. My uncle was organizing people to donate food. I It seems that everyone is not in high spirits.”

It takes a little effort for everyone to help, and no one cares about it. But when they heard about donating food, everyone was not happy.

 In the middle of winter, no one is rich in food for the winter, and there is no extra food to help others.

Also, Uncle Zhengde’s family is well-known in the village for being lazy and lazy. Otherwise, if there were so many houses in the village, why would their house be demolished?

Bai Yunxi listened to his son's tone and shook his head helplessly.

“Everyone is having a hard time these days. If you try to help, no one will say anything. Once you take food out of the house, it’s not surprising to complain.”

If Bai Yunsong insists on asking everyone to help, he will definitely attract a lot of complaints.

"My cousin has already announced that each family will provide two liters of brown rice or whole grains, and they will send people door-to-door to collect it later. I think the clan members are not very happy, and they can't even help clean up the collapsed house. It's just a simple Just clean it up and disperse.”

 Forced collection is more likely to arouse public outrage. I wonder if my cousin has discussed it with my uncle?

Like Bai Zhengde's family, they need to rely on tribesmen for relief every winter, and they seem to have developed a habit.

 Meeting such a person is quite disturbing.

Bai Yunsong has just assumed the position of clan leader. Without his uncle to step in to calm things down, it is hard to say whether the clan members will accept his blame.

Moreover, in addition to the clan members, there are other disaster-stricken villagers in the village who also need everyone's relief. If this thing is done well, the reputation will be greatly improved. If it is done poorly, the reputation will plummet.

Baiyunxi shook his head and ordered Du to prepare two liters of coarse grains.

“Everyone in the village knows about our family’s situation. We can neither ignore it nor complain about it. We can just go with the flow.”

 “Hey, I’m going to prepare some.”

Sure enough, when it got dusk, the village became lively, but most of the people heard were complaints.

“Patriarch, why do you ask us to provide food to help them? My family’s food is not enough.”

 (End of this chapter)