Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Those who stayed at the entrance of the village waiting to reap the results of the battle, how could they have thought that it would end so quickly? When the suspension bridge at the entrance of the village suddenly lowered with a snap, I thought it was the two groups of people who had taken over and helped them into the village!

"Come on, kill all these bandits."

"Kill! Let them never come back."

A village of people came out in the dark, and they were not polite at all with swords and guns in their hands. They cut down many of them as soon as they came up.

The people in front were slashing at each other with their swords, and those in the back were holding sticks and hoes to see which one survived. Then they added a few more sticks and hoes in the back, and those who were sitting closer and still warming themselves in the fire had no time to run, and there were countless casualties. Finally, they escaped. There are less than ten people.

A river of blood flowed outside Taohua Village for a few hours, but very few of the villagers were injured, and they were all minor injuries.

It took another day or two to clean up the battlefield. There was a river of blood outside, but there was no blood in the village. Those who could escape were allowed to escape, and those who were not dead were stabbed twice.

Most of them were dragged far away and buried on the spot. Too many were simply burned on fire. The smell of burnt meat spread to several nearby villages, which was frightening.

Children as old as Fu Bao have been locked up at home from beginning to end. They only know that many bad guys died in the victory, but it did not leave much psychological shadow on them.

This incident scared away the refugees who were lurking around Peach Blossom Village waiting for an opportunity. They might be able to grab some food if they went to other villages, but coming to Peach Blossom Village would be fatal.

Later, Shihezi Village became a veritable widow's village, and the remaining members of Du Datou's family were expelled from the village by the villagers. Many years later, when Yan Du knew about it, she just curled her lips and smiled helplessly, saying nothing. This marriage has long since disappeared.

These are all things for later.

The village returned to the days when only a few people took turns to be on duty, but everyone was no longer frightened and just lived in isolation from the outside world.

But the New Year is approaching day by day, and the heavy snow continues to fall, as if it has no intention of stopping.

Fu Bao can build a snowman, but not in the yard, but on the sun drying ground in the village.

After Yan Yongyi suggested it, the villagers also wanted to make the children happy. Finally, the village organized a snowman-building competition. The top three families were rewarded. Those who did not win the prize were also given two kilograms of coarse grains.

The Fubao family is bound to win, and they have already discussed how to form a group.

Because no one in the village has ever built a snowman. In previous years, there was light snow, and the snow could only be used to ball up an egg, squeeze a chick, or something larger than the animals seen in the mountains.

Uncle Zimo is different. He is used to big scenes in the capital. There are many people in the family, and no matter how much snow is piled up, they can pile up.

So there was a spectacle of a single family at the competition site. A few middle-aged men in the family were responsible for piling snow, and Uncle Zimo and Fourth Uncle were responsible for instructing and serving as masters. A bunch of children followed the instructions and played along. Even Miss Shen brought her daughter. The children went into battle and had a great time.

First make a big palace-like house. There are fairies living in the palace, and there seems to be Chang'e.

They also built a beautiful big boat with guardrails and masts. You can even see the boatman rowing the boat.

"Is this what the palace looks like? It's so beautiful, and the people living there are so happy."

"You can still see the emperor every day!"

"Then you have to kowtow to the emperor every day? Forget it, it's more comfortable to live in the village, why not go home and wash my mother's feet."

"Look, there's a red flag on that ship! It's really majestic."

"Count how many boatmen there are on the boat? It's really hard to row such a big boat."

"Erlang said that you can light the oil lamp after dark, and it will turn into an ice sculpture at night. It will be very beautiful then."

"No, the Lantern Festival lanterns in the capital may not be so spectacular, right? How can there be so much snow in the capital?"

These little guys are really weird. Children of similar age in other families fight with each other every day, but they are the only ones who have never blushed.

"I'm pinching a jade rabbit, Yaya, can you help me see if it looks like it?"

"I want to make a garland for my fairy sister to wear."

"It would be nice to make a cane for the white-haired grandfather that Sister Shen talked about."

The girls are all doing pretty things, but Saburo just makes some weird things.

"What is this? It's disgusting."

"Caterpillars! What a fuss you are making."

"Is this a mouse? Why is it as big as a pig? It's ugly."

A good snowman-making competition eventually turned into a viewing and commenting session. Some people simply made a small animal to deal with it, and everyone came over to help Fubao's family. Of course, they only helped Tuanxue with a shovel. Fubao and Fubao Yaya and the others also piled all the strange things they made into the cabin.

After the Fubao family finished their work, I don't know who started it. The children hid in another corner of the sunbathing area and had a snowball fight. For a while, heavy snow flew and the scene became chaotic.

No one could be seen at all, only the giggles of children could be heard. Is there any scene of a disaster year?

In the end, Grandma Yan was afraid of freezing the children and stopped them. After all, many children only had one or two winter coats, which were all wet, and there was no new ones to change when they returned home.

She asked her servants to bring several baskets of steamed buns, and both adults and children had their share. Then the scene stopped. The children were still very happy to have fun and food.

In the end, the village chief and clan elders all voted for the Fubao family. This vote was not only because they did a good job, but also because their family contributed the most manpower and material resources to repel Shihezi Village. If If it weren't for their reminder, I'm afraid Taohua Village would no longer exist. He actually saved the lives of the entire village, so no one has any objection to this award.

And I heard that they used seven or eight bags of flour just to make steamed buns that day. They didn't care at all afterwards, and they didn't ask for compensation from the village.

Although the prize was only fifty cents, it was enough for the children to be happy. The whole family pushed Fubao to the stage to receive the prize.

The village chief and clan elders were happy, but also in a bad mood, to see Fu Bao come on stage, and the one who was specially designated to win the first place spoke on the stage, wanting to see how this little guy would cope.

Fu Bao held up a bunch of copper coins in one hand and waved the prize Uncle Zimo specially made for her with the other hand - a small ice lantern. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She was wearing red clothes, which really looked like the Chinese New Year. lucky doll.

"Grandpa, the village chief, and the patriarch, we will hold a snowman-making competition every year from now on, so that Fu Bao can come up and receive the prize every year.

It will be like this year every year, with every family eating big steamed buns and earning a lot of money. "

After listening to the first half of the story, the village chiefs and clan leaders all had smiles on their faces, but they all said: Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled. But I mumbled in my heart: Come on, one year is enough for such heavy snow. Don’t let it happen again next year.

But after listening to the second half, I felt that if there was a good harvest every year, would there be money left? It seems like it’s quite fun to have some snow.