After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

The weather is getting colder and the wind is getting stronger. Winter is really here.

Ye Qing sighed inwardly, it was really difficult, God didn't leave him any way to survive, first there was drought and earthquake, and now it was cold again.

The group quickened their pace, wanting to go out before it snowed. It was so cold, and they would not be able to walk without any shelter after the snow.

At night, snowflakes began to fall. Ye Qing was awakened by the cold snow. The temperature had dropped a lot. She was afraid that everyone would be cold, so she quickly called for Boss Ye.

Boss Ye had been walking all day, pushing the cart, and was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes. "Qingya, are you cold? Cover yourself with Dad's clothes."

"Dad, it's snowing. Let's get out our tarpaulin and hold it up. It can still block some snow."

When Boss Ye heard the sound of snow, he sat up suddenly. Old people cannot stand the cold.

Boss Ye first added some firewood to the fire, then woke up Second and Third Ye, and found the oilcloth on the car.

Old man Ye also got up when he heard the noise, and called his three sons to use the car to surround the middle of the area, which could also block some of the wind.

Old Man Ye called the other people in the village again. The temperature dropped, and the snow was melting on the quilt, making it even colder. The villagers were tired after a day's work, and they would probably know it when their quilts were soaked.

The convoy became busy, and people were looking for tarpaulins to block the snow. If there were no tarpaulins, they could use straw mats.

Zhou took out two quilts and covered the children with them. She also took out a straw curtain from the car and laid it on Li and Old Man Ye, as they were old and easily caught a cold.

Ye Qing lay in the quilt and fell asleep again, feeling warm.

The next morning, there was already a layer of snow on the ground, but it wasn't too thick and the road was still walkable.

The head of the village urged everyone to cut the grass first. There is little snow now, so it is still possible to find it. When the snow gets heavy, the dead grass will be pressed down.

Dry grass can be spread on the ground to isolate the cold, which has the same effect as a mattress. In the past, when my family was poor, I would put straw in a bag and put it under the mattress, and I would try to cover myself with the quilt and mattress at home.

The food on the cart was almost all eaten, and there was room for the hay. The villagers spent an hour finding enough hay.

The old men and women in the family all got on the car, and their hands were busy weaving straw mats and straw sandals.

The convoy continued along the official road. Some of the disaster victims on both sides of the road were barefoot and wearing summer clothes. Others wore inappropriate clothes that were obviously taken from other people.

We arrived at Xincheng, and saw dozens of soldiers patrolling at the city gate.

"Stop, don't come over here. Outsiders are not allowed to enter or leave Xincheng." a soldier shouted.

The group of people from Kaoshan Village stopped and the village head trotted over.

"Sir, we are fleeing here from famine. I am the head of this village. I am not a bad person. Please let us in. We have no food left." The head said pitifully.

"There is no extra food in Xincheng. Hurry up and leave. If you take another step forward, I will kill you without mercy."

The head of the village reached out and pulled the soldier, then quietly handed him a tael of silver.

The soldier's attitude softened a lot. "It's not that I don't allow you to enter. It's that the county magistrate has issued an order. You go south. Wu'an City was not affected by the disaster. They are accepting the victims there."

The head of the village was delighted and said, "This is true, young man. We can eat enough there."

"Uncle, my brother-in-law is a legal advisor there, and he was the one who told me this news."

"Okay, okay, we are finally saved. Thank you so much, little brother."

The village head came back with brisk steps, "Let's go to Wu'an City, there is no disaster there, we are saved."

The atmosphere in the team became cheerful. Hope was just ahead, and the villagers quickened their pace.

The snow, which had stopped for two days, began to fall again. Everyone wrapped their jackets tightly and hurried on their way.

In the evening, the convoy stopped, found a place sheltered from the wind, and put up the oil paper.

Except for the people who cook at home, everyone else went to collect firewood.

It was so cold that the fire couldn’t be put out all night. It was too cold. At the coldest time, the temperature was more than ten degrees below zero.

There was a little snow a few days ago, and many people on the roadside did not wake up and were soon covered by the snow.

The next morning, when Ye Qing woke up, he found that the snow was already half a foot thick.

Ye Qing was very panicked. The snow was still falling and the temperature had dropped again. Looking at the heavy snow and the gloomy sky, he felt very heavy.

"Grandpa, can we still walk on this road? The snow is so thick, I wonder if we can push the car."

"Keep walking. There's no village in front of us, and no store behind us. The snow is getting heavier, and it's even more unbearable. It would be warmer if we walked."

The villagers once again set out on the road in the snow. The snow was very thick and Ye Qing fell every two steps. Later, Zhou couldn't stand it anymore and picked up a stick and gave it to Ye Qing. With the stick, Ye Qing walked more steadily.

Li sat under the oil paper, wrapped in a quilt, and her complexion looked much better. Several children also helped push the cart, so the people pulling the cart could relax a little.

Ye Qilang and Ye Qing were too short, the snow reached their knees, and every step they took was difficult.

The convoy slowed down because the children were walking too slowly, and even if they were put on the cars, the cars would get stuck in the mud.

Ye Qingre was sweating profusely, his legs could no longer be lifted, and he was panting while calling Zhou.

"Mom, I can't walk anymore."

"Mom will carry you for a while. We can't stop now. If we stop, our bodies will freeze."

"Mom, you've been walking for a day, I don't want you to hold me. Mom, use a rope to pull our board, and I'll sit on it, so you can feel more relaxed."

"That's a good idea. I'll try it."

Ye Qing placed two sticks on the ground, and placed a wooden board on top of the sticks. He fixed the sticks and the wooden board together, with the board facing downwards, and sat on it.

Zhou tried pulling it, the snow was very slippery, and with a gentle pull, the person was able to slide over.

Zhou asked others to make skis as well and let the children sit on them, so they could walk much faster.

Aunt Ye Qiu was also worried about what to do with her two sons. When she saw the board that Ye Qing was sitting on, she made one as well and put the two children on it. It was very light.

"Qingya, what's wrong with your brain? You can even think of this. You are really our little lucky star."

Ye Qing felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. He had watched several freestyle skiing performances during the Winter Olympics, and just now he thought of this while thinking about saving energy.

Li also got off the car, and several people sat on the skateboard together, with quilts covering their legs, making the car much lighter.

The snow was falling heavily again, and the whole world was covered in white. There were no villages nearby to hide from the snow, and the oil paper could no longer stop the snow. If there was no place to hide from the snow at night, everyone would freeze to death in the wild.

The villagers didn't dare to stop because the wind was too strong and the heat from their bodies would dissipate if they stopped.