Traveling through ancient times: living a different life

Biyue and her two brothers moved all the supplies from the car into the ancestral hall, stacking everything neatly. Then they held a large bag of waterproof gloves in their hands.

After leaving the ancestral hall, he stood outside and called out to the villagers loudly, "Each of you come over and get a pair of gloves before you go move things. In such a heavy snow, digging with your bare hands will definitely not be able to bear it."

When the villagers heard this, they came over one after another to line up. Each of them received a pair of gloves, and said to Biyue, "Thank you, Miss, for your thoughtfulness." Then they dispersed to move their things.

The brothers Biyue and Luochen took powerful pills and became extremely strong. They could easily move a large pillar away, making it float lightly in their hands.

In the collapsed house, we found a lot of shovels, hoes and some farm tools. With the help of the system, we pulled out the people buried in the snow.

Those with more serious injuries were helped to the ancestral hall, where Bi Yue applied medicine to them and asked the elderly villagers to light some charcoal fires for them.

He also asked the elderly, the weak, women and children to set up two large pots next to the ancestral hall and boil some hot water. The village was not big, with only about 120 people at most.

The village chief was also trapped under the collapsed house.

Luo Chen dug him out of the old house. Fortunately, his injuries were not serious. When he heard the villagers calling him village chief, he realized that he was also buried in the snow. No wonder no one arranged for the villagers to go outside for help.

Biyue threw a few pieces of ginger to the aunt who was boiling water nearby, and asked her to cut the ginger into smaller pieces and throw them into the water to boil together. Everyone would drink the ginger soup to drive away the cold. She smiled and did as the girl asked.

The villagers picked up a lot of bowls from the ruins, washed them with water, and put them in a large winnowing basket so that everyone could use them for meals later.

After the water boiled, everyone picked up a bowl, and the aunt used a large spoon to scoop a bowl of ginger soup for each villager. Everyone drank a large bowl and felt warmed up.

After drinking, the village chief supported himself and walked to Bi Yue and the other two. "Thank you three kind people for passing by here and coming to help and save us. The villagers are very grateful. I wonder if you can tell me your names?"

Luo Chen said to the village chief, "You're welcome. We were delivering military rations to the front line. We passed by and heard the call, so we rushed over. This girl is Chen Biyue, I'm Han Luochen, and my brother is Han Chengzhang."

Han Chengzhang said to the village chief: "Your village seems to be in the deep mountains, far away from the county town and surrounding villages. If there is a heavy snowfall like this and the village is overwhelmed, it will not only be very dangerous but also cause many deaths if no one helps.

The village chief sighed and said, "First of all, I want to thank the three benefactors for saving the lives of all our villagers. The ancestors of the villagers have lived here, and the fields and lands nearby are the villagers' property. It is impossible for them to abandon these and live somewhere else.

I don’t know why the snow is so heavy this year. It has been snowing for seven or eight days straight. Some people’s houses have been under construction for many years and they definitely can’t bear it.”

Biyue also knew that many villagers' families were not wealthy. It was hard for them to survive by relying on the harvest from the fields to afford to build houses. How could they have extra money to build houses with blue bricks and tiles?

In the whole village, only the ancestral hall was built with blue bricks. Most people built their houses by surrounding them with mud and covering them with straw. Some people got some stones from the mountain and buried them in the earthen walls together with mud. These were not strong and would collapse if there was strong wind, heavy rain or heavy snow in bad weather.

Biyue told the village chief to arrange for the aunties who could cook in the village to set up a few more pots. Today, the whole village will have a meal together, take out bags of food, and ask the aunties to start cooking.

Luo Chen also arranged some young and strong people to start checking every household for the food, chickens, ducks, livestock, etc. that were buried underneath. Those that could be rescued should be rescued first, otherwise the food would become inedible after being soaked in the snow water for a long time.

After a busy morning, the big pot of rice was ready and everyone started to eat with their bowls. Today they cooked rice, meat, vegetables and eggs. The villagers ate the sumptuous meal in their bowls, and some of them sobbed softly. They felt like they had really met a living Bodhisattva who not only saved them but also allowed them to eat such delicious food.

The two brothers also ate with the villagers.

Bi Yue thought to herself that she might not be able to leave today, so she had to help others and make arrangements for the village first.

After lunch, the Luo Chen brothers asked everyone to clear some open space. The houses had collapsed, so they would have to set up tents at night. They put 1200 kilograms of charcoal in the last carriage, so they would have to burn some charcoal for the villagers' tents at night.

Biyue asked the village chief, "The house collapsed. What are you going to do now? Rebuild it?"

The village chief had a bitter face. "Now that the snow is so heavy, there is nowhere to find wood to rebuild the house. We can only use the collapsed house and find some usable materials inside to build the house. We can live here temporarily. When spring comes, we will go to the mountain to cut some wood to build the house again."

Bi Yue had no choice but to listen to the village chief's words. "How about this? I'll go get you some bricks and tiles this afternoon, and we'll start building the house tomorrow."

"How can we do this, little girl? Think about how much these bricks and tiles cost. We are all poor farmers and have no money to pay you."

"You don't have to pay for it. The important thing is for everyone to work together to build the house."

The village chief burst into tears and sobbed, "You are really a living Bodhisattva."

Bi Yue looked at the tearful face of the village chief and said, "Don't cry. Ask if there are any stonemasons, blacksmiths, or carpenters here. If there are, gather them together and ask them to come over. I have something to tell them."

The village chief wiped his tears and said, "Okay, I'll go find him right away." Then he went out to find someone.

After a while, the village chief came with 15 men. They stood in front of Biyue, not daring to look up at this beautiful girl.

Biyue said to them, "You are responsible for cleaning up the large area in the village. I will bring some bricks and tiles over and put them on the cleared space. Tomorrow you will lead the whole village to start repairing the houses.

Seeing the village chief standing there, Bi Yue asked him, "How many households are there in your village?"

"There are 15 households, with a total of 122 people, including men, women, old and young."

"Tomorrow, the whole village will work together to repair the houses one by one. Build 15 houses. I will go and haul the bricks and tiles now, and you guys go and level the ground."

After saying this, he left. Before the villagers could see their happy and surprised expressions, he had already walked away.