Ancient natural disasters: The whole family traveled through time and was almost wiped out

Chapter 175

"Big brother!"

"The New Year is coming in two days, and we haven't even prepared our New Year's shopping yet! It's the day of reunion, and we've had such a bad time in the second half of this year, we must buy a pair of bright red couplets to get rid of the bad luck!"

Butcher Jiang pulled off the cotton mask his wife had made for him, exhaled white air, and said excitedly, "It's really cold outside. It's just a short distance from home, but my hands and feet are frozen." He kept rubbing his hands around the stove.

As if it was pre-planned, everyone in the village came to see Jiang Yipei that night.

"We've discussed it and would like to rent your car tomorrow, any car will do, and go to town together to buy New Year's goods. We haven't left the village for several months, and we don't know what's going on outside. It's safer with more people."

What if the things he bought with great difficulty were stolen? Then - he would get violent and might even slaughter people like pigs!

"Renting a car is no problem, but do you think there will be any New Year's goods shops open in the town now?" Jiang Yipei asked.

Jiang Yipei naturally agreed to such small matters as renting a car, but it was useless for him to agree. It had only been ten days since the flood receded. The town was low-lying and must have been a severely affected area. In addition, County Magistrate Chen had returned to the county seat, so his governance of the town would definitely not be that strong. What could he buy for the New Year at this time?

Not to mention the couplets, even the red paper has been soaked and rotted.

And the snow is still falling heavily. It has been snowing intermittently for several days, and the amount of snow accumulated is terrifying.

In ancient times, no one cleaned the roads, and no one had the awareness of cleaning the roads. It was good enough to be able to clean the snow in front of their own door. They had no time or energy to take care of the snow on other roads. Even the snow in places where no one went in the village was already as deep as Jiang Xiaomi's thighs.

"Ah this..."

This one sentence made everyone silent. All along, if you needed something, you could buy it from the peddler on the river, or go to the town to buy it. The town had everything and there was nothing you couldn't buy.

So my thoughts have not changed, and I naturally think -

Celebrate the New Year - buy New Year goods - go to town.

Even the fear of being robbed after buying things was taken into consideration, but no one thought that “there are no New Year goods for sale in town”.

Yes, the disaster in the town may be much more serious than their village. Are the shops open? Are the goods in the shops still there? Are they damaged? Can they still be sold?

What's the point of discussing that? Just go back home and take a shower and go to bed. It's very cold today.

"Wait a minute—" Jiang Yipei shouted at this group of people who came and left as they were told, strictly implementing the "high efficiency" he talked about, but, "Since we are here, let's have another meeting."

……

Before the New Year, children had the opportunity to go to town with their parents to buy New Year goods and have some fun. During the day, some children had heard their parents say that they were going to buy New Year goods the next day and agreed to take them with them! !

They had already talked to their friends and had been looking forward to it the whole day. They just woke up, got dressed, and took the village head's car to go to the town to play. But after going to the village head's house, they came back and said they didn't want to go to the town anymore!

What a bolt from the blue!

The adult casually explained, "It's too snowy, we can't go."

"Oooooooh—I don't like snow anymore!"

The children loved snow very much these days, but at this moment, they suddenly didn’t like it anymore because they couldn’t go out to play because of the snow!

"I wanna go!"

"I'm going!"

The children cried for a long time before they were coaxed to sleep. Some of them suddenly sat up in the middle of the night and woke their mother up, asking her to remember to wake them up when they went to town the next day. Their mothers were at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and could only do as they asked and coax them to go back to sleep.

The next day, snowflakes were still falling.

It is already the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

Because of the cold weather, the expected epidemic did not appear. When everyone was together last night, Jiang Suying held a small meeting. After discussion, they decided to lift the blockade of the village today.

It took only seven days from the closure of the village to its lifting. Although many people did not say it, they still felt that it did not matter whether the village was closed or not.

Because there were many things to do after the disaster and there was a sudden heavy snowfall, and Jiang Lizheng was always out visiting people to reassure them, so apart from the sister-in-law who came to visit her sister-in-law and County Magistrate Chen who sent people over several times, no one else came to Jiangjia Village. They were busy cleaning up the village, repairing the houses, and doing this and that, and had no time to go out.

What do you think is the purpose of sealing off this village?

But no matter what, the plague warning light was lifted and the village was free.

"Go back."

Jiang Xiaomi and Jiang Xiubai walked to the entrance of the village, stood in the snow, holding up the hem of her skirt. A corner of her skirt revealed her thickened black velvet autumn trousers and long snow boots. She looked at the white outside the village and couldn't help thinking - she couldn't walk on this road. She didn't know if cows could still lift their legs if they walked in.

Jiang Suying's parents have lived in Jiangjia Village for a long time, but they couldn't go back because the village was sealed off. Now that the lockdown has been lifted, Dr. Jiang is thinking about taking the children home.

However, the road conditions are really bad. Do we have to wade through the snow to get to town?

impossible.

We have to think of a way.

How to get to town is a problem, and having nothing to buy in town is an even bigger problem.

It’s not that we don’t have food at home, but we feel very sorry for our ancestors. This year is destined to be a miserable one. There is nothing to offer to them, and the children will not have any snacks to eat.

But no matter how shabby they are, couplets are a must. They are not sold in the town, so Jiang Xiubai has them.

Jiang Xiubai's shop has reopened, selling only red paper and door god statues.

In the mall, cut red paper is very cheap. In fact, simple couplets are not expensive either. Three points get you two pairs. Jiang Xiubai thought that there were many educated people in the village, and writing couplets by himself could be a great entertainment. It could allow more people to participate and liven up the atmosphere of the New Year.

However, what I didn't expect was that I almost got myself into trouble.

There are two long tables in the main hall of Jiang Lizheng's house. Jiang Xiugao and Jiang Xiubin are writing their own couplets. There are many school-age children in the village, and the adults bought red paper from Jiang Xiubai and asked their children to write.

"Brother, can you write one?" Jiang Xiubin finished writing one and stopped to look at Jiang Xiumian, who waved his hand decisively: "I wrote it in previous years, this year I'll leave it to you!"

In the past, although he did not go home for the Chinese New Year, he would send New Year's goods back. Jiang Yipei and Jiang Xiumian would also write couplets and bring them back. But this year he is no longer the same person. Although he also attended more than a dozen calligraphy classes when he was a child, as you can see, there were only a dozen classes. Why only a dozen classes?

Of course it’s because I have no interest and no talent!

Jiang Suying gave up decisively and stopped enrolling him in classes.

"so hard!"

Jiang Xiumian, who was busy as a dog, sighed in his heart. He had one more task, which was to practice calligraphy quietly, and he had to practice according to the original owner's handwriting!

Jiang Xiubai, whose calligraphy was as bad as a dog's crawl, finally felt a little balanced in his heart - the top student is not omnipotent. Look, the top student can't write calligraphy either.

This shows how difficult calligraphy is!

"I'm done, Brother Bai? You come?" Jiang Xiugao stood up to make way for Jiang Xiubai. Jiang Xiubai was startled and held him down: "I see your handwriting has improved a lot, you can write the one for me!"

"Really?" Jiang Xiugao's eyes lit up, as if being praised by Jiang Xiubai was a very happy thing - of course, Brother Bai was the child with the highest education and the best handwriting in the village except Jiang Xiumian.

The student, Jiang Xiubai, wiped his sweat secretly. Laughing at someone in front of them is immoral. Look, retribution has come!

He also needs to practice writing well, otherwise there is really no way to explain why he suddenly can't write! Could it be that it's too cold today and his brain has been frozen?

Tsk! There are so many things to do. So annoying!

"Brother Gao, please write one for my family as well."

Some of the boys whose handwriting was not very good, but who were forced by their parents to save face, saw Jiang Xiubai asking Jiang Xiugao to write couplets, and their ideas suddenly brightened up, and they also asked Jiang Xiugao to help write. The latter agreed happily at first, but later, he wrote more and more, and he could not finish writing at all.

Jiang Xiugao: “…”

It's time for him to step down and let others take over.

When it was Jiang Zhengwang's turn to write, he picked up the pen and put it down again, dipped it in ink and put it down again. Oh, his handwriting was really bad!

How can I have the nerve to write Spring Festival couplets!

Although his parents can't read, they think his handwriting is pretty good and he can write couplets. Whenever they go out, they have to brag to their relatives and friends: "Did your family buy couplets? That's great! My family? We didn't buy any, my son wrote them himself!"

Listen, listen, there is a scholar in the family, a scholar who can write couplets.

It's a great honor to be here.

However, only he himself knew that if he used his handwriting to write a couplet, it would be hung at the gate every day for a year... It would be fine for the illiterate villagers, but -

Oh!

So annoying!

"What's the matter? Write it quickly!" Jiang Hunter urged, "I'm still waiting for it to be posted!"

"It won't be posted until tomorrow! Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Zhengwang glanced at his father, then finally made up his mind and gave the pen to Jiang Xiubin: "Uncle Bin, you should do it."

The moment the pen fell into Jiang Xiubin's hand, Jiang Zhengwang felt relieved.

Hunter Jiang: “…”

It’s all life!

The son of a hunter should also be a hunter in the future, just like his father is a hunter and he is also a hunter. Given his family's conditions, it was impossible for him to send his son to school.

However, Uncle Pei built a school and invited teachers back to teach the children in the village almost free of charge. Only then did his son Zhengwang have the opportunity to read and learn to write. However, his son was a loser and was not good at studying at all. He could only recognize a few words and was limited to that. He could not even write well.

It’s not that I don’t practice, I practice every day, but I just can’t write well!

Forget it, it’s New Year’s Day, and he doesn’t want to think about such unlucky things. Hunter Jiang took the couplets written by Jiang Xiubin and went home happily.

As for my son, let him be.

Doctor Jiang's family also received several pairs of Spring Festival couplets. On this day, they were about to say goodbye and go home to the town.

Although the road is difficult to walk on, we have to walk on it.

They have lived in Lao Jiang's house for so long, eating and drinking for free, there is no reason for the whole family to stay at the in-laws' house for the New Year.

Firstly, this is not their own home after all, no matter how well they live there, they will not feel comfortable; secondly, they are outsiders after all, and the host will not feel comfortable when outsiders are around.

"Ying Niang, we are going back today. Take care of yourself and don't yell at your son-in-law all the time. If you have anything to discuss, let's discuss it together and don't quarrel."

Huang took Jiang Suying's hand and whispered.

She had always missed her daughter who had gone to the capital for five years. During the little over a month of living with her, she found that she had changed a lot. Although she always tried to appear less aggressive, as a mother, how could she not see that she was holding back.

Moreover, she had seen her challenging her son-in-law behind other people's backs more than once. Fortunately, her son-in-law was very obedient to her and never said a harsh word. She just didn't know if he was so obedient because their whole family was here and he didn't dare to get angry?

If that's the case, what will happen after they leave?

Her silly daughter doesn't even take it seriously!

This reminded her that when she was a girl, she was sometimes also so careless.

Also, there is no doubt that the relationship between mother and daughter is deep, but there is also a certain truth in the saying that distant things are more fragrant than nearby things. As a mother, she will subconsciously want to interfere in some of her daughter's affairs, thinking of using her life experience to teach her and help her avoid detours, but the daughter has grown up and has her own way of dealing with things.

This will cause some friction.

"Mom, I didn't yell at my husband." Jiang Suying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I just spoke a little louder, how can that be considered yelling? I didn't order him around."

"Okay, don't worry about the goal." Seeing that Huang wanted to talk for a long time, Jiang Xiaomi quickly clapped her hands and nodded: "I will definitely treat him well in the future. He is my husband. If I don't treat him well, who will I treat well, right?"

"Of course!" When Huang heard Jiang Suying say this, she stopped talking. As she got older, she liked to nag, which could easily make people dislike her. She had been consciously controlling herself.

"We have arranged people and cars. If the road is really difficult to travel, we will ask people to get off the car to clear the snow. The road is slippery, so please travel slower."

Jiang Yipei spoke to Doctor Jiang, while also taking care of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and gave detailed instructions to the servants who followed the cart, and then sent all of his wife's family members into the carriage of the ox cart. It was too cold, and they would not be able to do without a carriage.

"Aunt, we are home."

Jiang Xuan, Jiang Hu and Jiang Suying waved goodbye, feeling happy and disappointed. During the time they were with their aunt, they had learned a lot of new knowledge. This time when they returned home, they would definitely not be able to ask for leave from their aunt for quite a long time.

In fact, Jiang Suying was very pleased to have these two nephews who studied hard, which meant that the Jiang family had successors.

In fact, the happiest person was Doctor Jiang. He now knew clearly that his shallow medical skills had delayed the talent of his eldest granddaughter, and almost delayed the talent of his two great-grandsons. He even suspected that his grandsons' mediocre medical skills were also caused by his poor medical skills.

During the time that Dr. Jiang Suying was with him, the progress of his two grandsons was obvious to all. The two of them showed great understanding and did not look like the half-hearted people who were learning medicine with him at home.