Survival [End Times]

Ming Ming smiled and said, "It's a good thing I have this ring. Otherwise, I really can't keep so many things. They are paid every day. Brother Qingrong and I do the most tiring work, so we get the most wages. Each of us has a pound of grain a day." It's not safe in the dormitory. Our home is far away, so we don't feel comfortable asking you to come and pick it up every day. When others asked, we always said that we should leave it to someone in the same village. I sent it to my home, and when I was on vacation, I collected the dirty clothes and walked back gently and neatly.”

There were sixty bags inside. Yu Heng opened a few. Some contained the legendary Sirahara new rice, some contained peanuts (peanut kernels are small and flat), and some contained wheat flour...really whole grains. It's all there.

"These things are very good for cooking porridge. I was so happy when I touched this rice that I was waiting to send it home to you during the holidays." Zhou Qingrong and Mingming were really happy. There are old and young in the family, and their spleen and stomach are not as good as those of the young people. , or eating porridge is good for your health.

Zheng Han wanted to cry again, but he suppressed it and said, "I'm going to soak the beans right now, and I'll drink bean porridge at night."

"You all have worked hard." Yu Heng also sighed. He asked that outside work is counted in days. Every day counts. Zhou Qingrong and the others got thirty days' pay after being there for thirty days. It can be seen that they didn't get half a day's pay. Rest, all this hard work is for the sake of the family. He looked at them happily and advised, "I know what you are thinking, but don't work too hard. What if your body is exhausted? A-Han and I also knit at home. I bought a lot of gloves and plan to sell them at the construction site. Do you think you can use such gloves when doing work? "

Zhou Haojun cleverly pulled out a large sack from the bedroom, and Zhou Qingrong took out a pair. He first praised "The weaving is so good!", then nodded and said that this business is possible: "Xiao Ming and I brought a few from home. Bring a pair of gloves, otherwise your palms will be worn out."

He said "scuffed" rather than "scuffed" because even if you wear gloves, your palms will still be scuffed. The work is too heavy! Whether it's sweeping the streets, shoveling snow, clearing sewers, pushing carts, or moving bricks...it all requires strength! These gloves come in handy.

"Brother Qingrong is right. There are a few men in our dormitory who don't have gloves. Their hands are rotten and rotten. Every day after work, they have to pick out the pebbles and gravel in their palms with toothpicks. Alas! Cut off the good clothes and make them. The gloves are too wasteful, and they are not as soft or warm as our gloves. If you want to sell them, Brother Qingrong and I can just take them and sell them. Auntie, please don’t go out to set up a stall. It’s not safe.”

"Isn't it feasible to set up a stall?" Zheng Han asked hurriedly.

Ming Ming shook his head again: "Sister-in-law, look at me and Brother Qingrong, we didn't even dare to expose the rice. We saw many robberies on the way back. As long as you dare to expose a little bit of food, someone will appear somewhere on the roadside." Come on, run into the fields on both sides and run into the mountains immediately after robbing them. How to catch them? It's too dangerous for you to set up a stall. People will see that you are either women or children. They may not wait for you to sell your gloves in exchange for food. I stole the gloves."

"Then I'll bring it to you, and you can change it as you watch." Yu Heng made the final decision. It was already a mess outside, so this was to be expected. Slowly waiting for the road to open, everyone can go back to their homes, and society can start functioning again and everyone can perform their duties. When there is no shortage of food and clothing, it will be peaceful outside.

He is looking forward to going outside to see things, but he also knows what to do. When life becomes normal in the future, where will he want to go and where will he not be able to go?

The matter was settled like that.

That night, the family drank sweet bean and grain porridge, which had the aroma of cereals and a distinct texture, making everyone feel satisfied. This vacation lasted for three days. Zhou Qingrong and Mingming only rested for one day before going up the mountain again. They cut a large yard of branches for their family and came back. They also got together with some close friends in the village. On the afternoon of the third day, they took the tree with them. I left home with home-made pancakes, pickles and a bag full of gloves.

This time when he went to work, Zhou Jianye did not go again. He fell ill and couldn't get up after returning home. Yu Heng went to see him. Zhou Jianye, who used to be strong and strong, had lost weight every year during the cold winter years. Working outside the town for a month had exhausted his efforts, and his whole person showed signs of decline. image.

He looked at Zhou Jianye as if he saw himself a few years later.

Ten days later, Zhou Jianye stopped breathing in his sleep. His son-in-law Song Kai was not a person who could resist things, and would just sit there blankly. His eldest son, Zhou Jianye's grandson, was already half a boy. Know how to come to the next door to report the news.

He also said that he wanted to go outside to find his uncle Zhou Qingshui. How could Yu Heng dare to let him go alone? There was not a single young man left in the village. He found someone he was familiar with and gave him two kilograms of rice, asking him to run away. Go and inform Zhou Qingshui, Zhou Qingrong and others. The villagers who helped run the errands set out in the morning and picked up the people at noon. In order to rush the time, Zhou Qingrong hired a tricycle and paid half a catty of rice.

Zhou Jianye was the only man of his generation left in the village. Everyone in the village who lived in the same room came to deliver the food. Zhou Qingrong took the initiative to bring food from his own house and cooked pots of sticky sweet porridge to make the banquet. Done.

Zhou Qingshui was so sad that he took a leave of absence at home, but Zhou Qingrong did not dare to rest. He immediately returned to the construction site after burying Zhou Jianye.

Faces are getting older one by one in time. Yu Heng is now the oldest person in the village. He knows that Zheng Han is worried about his health and even touches his neck and nose in the middle of the night. But he felt that he should live for a few more years. He took good care of himself and the children in his family were all well-behaved and upbeat. Zhou Jianye shouldn't have left so early, but his family brought him not only family happiness, but also all kinds of incomprehensible sorrow and pain. He has lost too many relatives over the years, including his grandchildren, wife and daughter...

His daughter always made him feel heartbroken when she was still alive, and he was also in pain when her daughter was gone. Then look at the son-in-law who is a loser. He is in charge of both the home and the outside. He has gray hair at a young age and he doesn’t dare to grow old! Don’t dare to recognize old age! Holding his breath, he went out to look for a job, finally draining away the last of his anger.

Three months later, Zhou Qingrong and Mingming asked for leave and went home.

"The road has been opened, and the next thing is the house. I heard that the town was going to redistribute houses, so I hurried back."

Yu Heng frowned: "Dividing houses? Aren't we letting the victims go back to their hometowns? What do you mean by dividing houses?" Then another question came to mind and he asked Zhou Qingrong: "It is said that the roads are open, but in which places are the roads open?"

"Mom guessed it right. I thought the snow cover would cover the whole country at first, but later I found out that the snow cover actually only connects all the snow shelter areas. The area in the middle of the two snow shelter areas serves as a passage between the two places. There is also a snow cover. It’s not available in other places. I heard that we can’t make many snow-proof covers at the moment, so this is the only way to build a strip-shaped area with snow-free areas. The snow shield does not cover the whole country, so the victims who live too densely can only be arranged nearby.

Yu Heng nodded: "So that's it. How did our village arrange it?" Zhou Qingrong was so anxious to ask for leave and rush back? Yu Heng saw Zhou Qingrong’s fighting spirit. He was physically good and agile. He managed a village and had the skills and momentum to do it. He became a team leader in his second month of work, and he became a team leader a while ago. Captain, responsible for the work arrangements of the fifty people under his command. The salary for being a captain is different. The rice, flour, oil and food distributed every day have doubled. How many people are eyeing his position? How dare Zhou Qingrong ask for leave at this time?

Zhou Qingrong said: "I heard that the property needs to be verified. Our house is under my father's name. After my father left, he did not transfer the ownership of the house. Now there may be some problems. I have to go through the formalities and give Xiaofu Register. Also, I heard about a new policy. If the disaster victims cannot return to their place of residence, they must obey the arrangements from above. Obviously, the residence registration is in City C. I am afraid that he will be arranged to go elsewhere, so I thought When I went to go through the formalities, I also wrote Mingming’s name on our household registration book.”

So the two of them asked for leave together and came back. After hearing this, Yu Heng agreed with his approach: "You are right, nothing can compare to family reunion." He turned around and handed over his family's household registration book, ID card, real estate certificate and the marriage certificate of Zhou Qingrong and his wife. He found them all, put them all in a bag and gave them to Zhou Qingrong, and told him: "It doesn't matter anything else. The house matter and Mingming's household registration must be settled. He is the only one on the household registration book now. If he is really randomly I’m really worried about being arranged elsewhere.”

Zhou Qingrong nodded seriously: "Mom, don't worry!" He took the food and went out with Mingming.

Among the things to be done, the most difficult one is Mingming’s household registration issue. The population registration in the town was completed a while ago. During the registration, Yu Heng saw that the name, original household registration and ID number were registered, as well as the current place of residence. The current population of Laokang Village is 7,651, which is too crowded. Some of the newly cleared houses must be moved out to fill up the newly cleared houses. Yu Heng didn't know what the rules were for population migration. If he randomly excluded some people from the list of people with non-local household registration, he might exclude Mingming.

The best way is to put Mingming's household registration in their home, so that no matter how hard you plan, he can't be transferred away.

"Mom, Qing Shui has come home too." Zheng Han came in from outside the door. She had just caught up with her husband and them to deliver pancakes and hot water for them to eat on the way. When she came back, she met Zhou Qing Shui. "He also came back about the house. Third uncle left too early." She sighed.

Yu Heng greeted her: "I plan to make noodles tonight. You go to the cellar and bring up a pickle."

"Hey!" Zheng Han turned around and went to the cellar, and after a while he pulled out a pickle. They have a lot of salt in the village. Who is willing to use salt to pickle pickles these days? Many people have not eaten salt for many years. Zhou Qingrong and the others went home today, and Yu Heng planned to make noodles for them to catch the wind.

While making noodles, Yu Heng heard what seemed to be a quarrel next door. The voices were so low that he couldn't hear what was being said. He remembered that Zheng Han said that Qing Shui had gone home, and he had some guesses in his heart. But that was someone else's business, and he put it aside after paying a little attention to it.

At night, Zhou Qingrong and the others were not back yet, and Yu Heng was not sleepy either. It was not until about ten o'clock at night that Zhou Qingrong and Mingming entered the house, covered with cold and frost. They took off their raincoats and hurriedly took a hot shower. After taking a shower, Zhou Qingrong drank a bowl of brown sugar water to warm up, and then took out the bag containing his documents and asked Yu Heng to put it away again. His expression was relatively relaxed, and it seemed that despite the twists and turns, the outcome was optimistic.

"It's done. Let's go to the police station to report Dad's death first, register Xiaofu's household registration, and then find out how to transfer the household registration." After several years of cold winter, the original police station has changed a lot, and the procedures are much more streamlined and crude. The police station in the town is not only responsible for registering local residents, but also registering disaster victims who have just moved in from other places. It's very busy. Zhou Qingrong was willing to spend money and soon found out who was in charge and registered Mingming's household registration in the Zhou family. This would not have been so easy to do before the end of the world, but it really succeeded at this moment. The most troublesome problem has been solved, and the house issue has become easier.

"That's good!" Yu Heng put away the household registration book and other documents, and said with a smile, "Since you have already taken leave, you should really rest for a few days and eat! I made noodles." This point is a midnight snack.