At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

New Year's Eve.

Ye Yuan and the Zhuang family's father and son had a New Year's Eve dinner and sat in the pavilion in the Zhuang family's courtyard.

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was warm inside the pavilion, because Zhuang Mochen lit a stove, and the three of them sat around the stove, with hot tea still burning on the stove.

"On a snowy night in the pavilion, warming tea over a fire... This is an elegant thing, but looking at the heavy snow outside, Zhuang felt a little uneasy.

Zhuang Mochen's eyes were full of worry.

The heavy snow started to fall in the morning, but unexpectedly, it lasted until the evening, without a break in the middle.

Many people who wanted to go in and out of the city were forced to cancel their trips because of the heavy snowfall.

Ever since Zhuang Mochen could remember, there had never been such a heavy snowfall in Xiaoning County.

The snow accumulated thicker and thicker, and his heart became colder and colder.

The common people have never had the experience of facing such a heavy snow. God knows what the countryside outside the city is like now.

"To tell the truth, Mr. Zhuang, Ye had felt that the sky was different before, and knew that this year might be a severe winter, but he never thought that this snow would be so heavy... You and the county magistrate have prepared There are a lot of things for the winter, maybe they will come in handy?"

Ye Yuan stared at the vast white sky, feeling unpredictable.

This heavy snow has no intention of stopping at all. If it falls for a few more days, it may be a huge disaster.

"Those materials have already been distributed, and only a small part is reserved to deal with possible emergencies, but who would have thought that there will be such extreme weather that has not happened in a century, and the heavy snow will be followed by a severe cold. Alas, Qianguo is full of disasters." How difficult it is, is it true that the country is about to perish?"

Zhuang Mochen shook his head, looking a little pessimistic, and even said such outrageous remarks.

But only in front of Ye Yuan would he say that.

Ye Yuan knew that Zhuang Mo and Chen were loyal to the people of the world and the great ideal of river governance, but he was already disheartened to the Tian family, so it was not surprising that he would say that.

He sighed and said comfortingly.

"Maybe the snow will stop? Didn't you ask Youfu to go out to find out the situation? Maybe it's not as bad as you thought."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound from the courtyard door.

It was Blessed who came back.

He was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his body was covered with snowflakes.

"Uncle Fu, come here and warm up."

Xiaozhuang said hello.

"well!"

Youfu trotted over, took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, shook off the snowflakes on them, and breathed hot air on his frozen hands, as if he felt better," said while squatting on the side of the road while warming himself by the fire.

"My lord, the situation outside doesn't seem to be very good."

"What is the specific situation?"

"I saw several groups of people running to the county government office, and they were all from Zhuangzi outside asking for help. The head Liu of the county government office knew that I was the master's long follower, so he told me about the situation... The snow is too heavy

Many people's houses outside are thatched cottages, which were somewhat leaky, and they simply collapsed under the heavy snow. "

"Ah... what did Louzhi County say?"

"After the New Year's Eve dinner in Louzhi County, he went to the county government to do some work, and it is said that several groups of government servants were sent to help.

"That's good, that's good, Lou Zhi County is still a good official with a sense of responsibility."

Zhuang Mochen heaved a sigh of relief, he is not pedantic, it is already rare for Lou Zhixian to go to work after the New Year's Eve dinner.

In the entire dry country, it is enough to rank in the forefront.

However, Bantou Liu said that what they did was useless. The heavy snow had no intention of stopping at all. Now they can still save people. Crashing down the houses...not to mention thatched huts, even houses in the city, I'm afraid it would be too big. When I first came back, I saw many people sweeping snow from the roofs"||.11

After Youfu finished speaking, Zhuang Dong was already worried.

Ye Yuan wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

In the face of such natural disasters, he is quite powerless.

After roasting for a while, Ye Yuan went back.

The light in Zhuang Mo Chen's study was on all night.

The next day, Ye Yuan washed up as usual.

Sure enough, it has been snowing all night, and there is still no intention of stopping.

However, when Ye Yuan was washing up, his body was not covered with any snowflakes, and all of them were blocked by the old locust tree.

During this night, it can already be said to be covered in silver, with at least a hundred catties of snow piled up on the crown of the tree.

"Sir, sir, here I come!"

The little white fox came over with a pinch. He was carrying a small cloth bag with some fruits and other things in it.

"Happy New Year, sir. Aunt Bai asked me to wish him a happy new year. These are all wishes from everyone."

Ye Yuan glanced at them, and saw that they were all freshly grown spiritual fruits on Qingping Mountain, and it was extremely rare to see them looking watery, especially in the cold winter months.

However, he was not interested and said casually.

"Wait for Xiao Zhuang to come later, you two share the food."

The little white fox rolled its bright black eyeballs, and said in doubt.

"Mister doesn't seem very happy. Didn't you say that the New Year is the happiest time?"

Ye Yuan shook his head and asked.

"When you came, you passed by the village outside, do you know what's going on?"

The little white fox thought for a while and said.

"It's a mess, many people's houses have collapsed, I heard someone crying, alas, what a pity, the chickens in the chicken coop were all frozen to death, it's not good to eat."

He licked his lips, looking very regretful.

Ye Yuan nodded, this is similar to what he thought, the heavy snow really caused quite a disaster.

But at this time, he heard some movement from the next door. It was Zhuang Mochen talking, and then there was the sound of horseshoes, and they gradually drifted away.

A moment later, Zhuang Yan came over with the book in his arms.

"Your dad is out?"

"Well, it is said that I will go to the village outside the city with Louzhi County and the others to see the situation."

"I've known for a long time that your father must be worried...Today is still Chinese New Year, so I have a day off, so you can play with Hu Qianli and don't need to study.

Ye Yuan thought for a moment, then turned around and went back to the room.

He is not in a good mood.

But the little white fox was happy, and threw a ball of snowballs over.

"Xiao Zhuang, shall we have a snowball fight?"

Before Zhuang Yan could respond, the old locust tree trembled suddenly, and the hundreds of catties of snowflakes that had been hoarded fell down with a bang.

Just buried the little white fox.

The angry little white fox frowned and cursed.

"How dare you sneak attack, you old fellow, I'll never end with you!"

The sound of "da da da" horseshoes has already left the city gate.

There are probably dozens of people in a group.

Lou Zhixian and Zhuang Mochen are in front.

Followed by the county magistrate, master, team leader and three thousand government officials.

All of them were riding horses, heading towards the village outside the city.

In fact, Lou Zhi County is barely a good official, but not so good that he has to brave the heavy snow to go to the countryside. However, Zhuang Mochen was blocked outside the county office early in the morning, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out.

As soon as he left the city, Lou Zhixian was shocked.

"The heavy snow that has accumulated all day and night has accumulated so thickly?"

It can be said that it is almost completely icy and snowy outside. A government servant walked into the field by the roadside, and the snow was almost buried to the waist.

This is much more serious than the situation in the city.

After all, there are a lot of people in the city, so I come out to clean it several times a day, and the road is probably still passable, but outside the city, it feels like it is difficult to move an inch.

Now the main road is better, the further we go, the horses can no longer move forward when we reach the small road.

In desperation, the yamen servants could only clear a path in front, and the people behind were pulling the horses past.

There is no way, the horse is still carrying some life-saving supplies, and it must not be closed.

"Oh, I don't know if I don't come out, but I'm startled when I come out, I'm afraid the people of Xiaoluozhuang are in danger."

The county magistrate sighed and said, his words were full of pessimism.

"Always see for yourself."

How could Zhuang Mochen not know this?

He was just a little bit unwilling and had to work hard.

In fact, in this kind of ancient times, the ability of ordinary people to resist natural disasters was generally very weak. Every snowstorm, flood, drought...the blood and tears of ordinary people were indispensable.

"I know that Mr. Zhuang loves the people, but no matter what happens, don't be too sad because of it. Xiaoning County has never encountered such a large-scale snowfall in a hundred years. This is God's will, so what?"

Lou Zhixian shook his head and said.

"At any rate, we still have some preparations before the new year, and distributed winter supplies to many villagers, but thinking about other places, I'm afraid there is no way to deal with it... In the entire eastern part of Qianguo, I don't know how many people will be destroyed. I hope Don't show up as refugees!"

Louzhi County has already thought about what will happen after the snow disaster.

For a local parent official like him, what worries him the most is meeting refugees, whether they will be given food, or they will die if they are not given food.

The massive impact of refugees will also destroy the production of Xiaoning County.

If it is suppressed by force, it is easy to stir up civil uprisings...

The only solution is to wait for the center to deliver food and supplies.

But thinking about the current efficiency of Fengdu, the county magistrate is even more so.

Zhuang Mochen was silent, and spoke after a while.

". "Let's talk about the future, let's first look at the damage situation of Xiaoluo Village.

A group of people have entered the village.

But the whole village seemed very quiet, and no one came out to greet them.

The county magistrate's heart went cold, and he said in despair.

"Could it be that the whole village was frozen to death?"

Zhuang Mochen's blood stagnated for a moment, because indeed many houses had collapsed, and even a lot of livestock could be seen buried in the snow.

Everyone stopped and looked at each other.

If the entire Xiaoluo Village froze to death, there would be no need to go to other places, and the losses caused by this disaster would be immeasurable.

But it shouldn't be, it's only a day and a night, how could it be like this?

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Isn't this Mr. Zhuang? Why are you here?"

Zhuang Mochen suddenly looked in the direction of the voice.

"It's you, Luo Laoqi? Are you still alive? Where are the others in the village?"

The person who came was Luo Laoqi, wearing a piece of clothing, and came out after hearing the noise.

He only knew Zhuang Mochen, and didn't know the identities of the county magistrate and others in plain clothes.

"People in the village? They're all here."

Luo Laoqi was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that this group of people might have come from the county town to support the country, so he told the story like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"It snowed heavily last night, and many of the villagers' houses collapsed, but some others were fine. For example, my house was fine."

"In times of crisis, they are all relatives from the village, and they must help. The old man and I and other people who were not affected by the disaster took in a lot of relatives from the village (Li's), because the family hid in the house.

new year. "

"Just the old man and my family, there are more than a dozen people hiding. Yesterday, I killed two chickens and cooked chicken soup to entertain the big guys..."

This answer made everyone unbelievable.

Zhuang Mochen was even more dizzy, and said inconceivably.

"Is there no one dead?"

Luo Laoqi scratched his head and said.

"It didn't die, but most of the livestock survived. Those who died of freezing were not transferred to my yard in time, or the yard was full, and there was really no room for them."

Lou Zhixian's eyes widened.

"Could it be that your house is built of stones? Why is your house okay when other houses collapsed?"

"I don't know, come and see if you don't believe me."

Luo Laoqi led the way, and sure enough, he led the crowd to the entrance of a yard.

It’s just a very ordinary small courtyard, one is barely a tile-roofed house, the others are thatched structures, the livestock shed is full of animals, and the temporary chicken coop in the yard is also full of chickens and ducks, obviously many families gather together .

Hearing movement outside, a dozen or so people came out of the room.

Sure enough, they were all villagers who had taken refuge.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the county government was stunned.

How could this be the result?

While Zhuang Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, he also had strong doubts.

why?

He swept his eyes and saw Luo Laoqi's dilapidated courtyard gate.

The Spring Festival couplets written by Ye Yuan are pinned up neatly, as if someone wiped them all the time, and they are spotless.

Perhaps feeling Zhuang Mochen's gaze, the horizontal banner of "Four Seasons Peace" hanging on the door beam swayed slowly.

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