The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

By the river, Lu Qingqing had just tied up the sack full of fish when she heard Lu Tianming shouting loudly from a distance:

"Everyone, hold on. One more net and we'll retreat!"

When the women heard this, they didn't stop picking up the fish, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.

They stayed by the river for half a day today, but the temperature was so low that they felt completely cold.

But the snow is getting heavier!

A cold wind carrying snow blew towards her, and Lu Qingqing quickly turned sideways.

After the cold wind passed, she turned back and continued to pack the fish.

After all the fish in the net were loaded, Lu Qingqing stood up and stretched her shoulders.

Feeling cold on my face, I pulled up the scarf that was covering my face, but the scarf froze again.

She deftly pulled off her scarf and rubbed it carelessly with her hands.

After rubbing it a few times, I put it back on.

She has gotten used to coming out to pick up fish these days.

The temperature outside is too low. After working for a while, the breath you exhale will spray on your scarf and it will soon freeze.

At first, she tried bringing a few extra scarves.

As a result, the scarf was frozen solid after wearing it for a while, and it was too troublesome to change it all the time.

She simply followed the others in the team, rubbed it briefly and put it on again, and gradually got used to it.

It has been snowing intermittently these days and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

From the first day of fishing, they came every day to cast their nets and catch fish.

When there is a lot of work, it takes most of the day, and when there is less, it takes the whole morning.

After returning from fishing and having dinner, the entire team began to process the fish they brought back that day.

The most common method is to remove the scales and skin of the fish, then smoke it over a fire.

This method is the simplest and quickest, and does not require salt.

Sometimes we brought back too many fish and couldn’t process them all on the same day, so we just buried them in the snow piled up in the yard.

In this kind of weather, the outdoors is like a natural refrigerator.

When Lu Qingqing was dumping fish into the yard yesterday, she found that most of the yard was already full of fish, and these were just the ones that had not been dealt with.

Those that had been roasted were piled in another corner of the yard.

Next to her, Zhuzi's wife finished tying up the sacks and came over to Lu Qingqing.

She opened her mouth and breath came out:

"Finally, we can go back. It was freezing this morning. Oh, and it feels even colder today. My hands and feet are numb!"

Lu Qingqing looked at the white frost on Zhuzi's wife's eyelashes and nodded in response:

"Yeah, I feel like it's getting colder today too. The snow is getting heavier. At this rate, the night watchmen will have to clean the snow off the roof several times tonight."

Zhuzi's wife kept stamping her feet, and sighed when she heard this:

"Oh, God really doesn't give us a way to survive. It's so cold this year, I wonder how many people will freeze to death!"

The two were chatting when they heard Lu Shuhe, who was not far away, pointing at the road in the distance and shouting:

"There's a man fallen over there!"

After this shout was made, most of the people in the team looked in that direction.

We have been here for so long and haven't seen any outsiders.

Lu Shu and his team hadn't started to go online yet, so they were free at the moment. He subconsciously wanted to go and see how that person was doing.

But he stopped after taking two steps, remembered something, and turned to look at Lu Tianming in the other team who was still going out of the net.

"Dad, there's a guy fallen on the road over there!"

Lu Tianming knew his son best, and when he heard this, he knew that he wanted to save people.

After hesitating for a moment, he still instructed:

"Alright, wear a tight scarf and go over there and observe from a distance. If they're healthy, bring them back. If they show symptoms of the plague, stay away and come back!"

"understood!"

Lu Shuhe responded and ran towards the road.

Not long after, he came back dragging the man.

When they reached the river, Lu Shuhe put the man down and returned alone.

"Dad, I don't think that man is sick. He's just wearing too little. He doesn't even have a coat. He looks like he's fainted from the cold."

Lu Tianming was pulling the fishing net and had no time to say anything. He just nodded when he heard this.

Lu Shuhe was worried that the man by the river would freeze to death, so he found a few empty sacks and covered him with them.

In the team, Lu Qingqing and many others followed Lu Shuhe to take a look.

The man who fainted was about twenty years old, and his exposed hands and face were frozen white, which did not look like the symptoms of a plague patient.

On their way to escape the famine, they saw too many people infected with the plague.

The dehydration and purple complexion caused by diarrhea and vomiting are indeed different from this person.

After seeing this man's appearance, everyone in the team breathed a sigh of relief.

If the person is not sick, and there is no shortage of fish to eat, most people in the team would not mind saving his life.

Among those who have watched it in the past, there are some who are soft-hearted.

Seeing that the man was lying in the snow without even a proper piece of clothing, I suddenly felt a little sorry for him.

Then they dragged over a wooden pallet for transporting fish, and several people put him on it together, and then covered him with a sackcloth bag.

After they finished their work, the net of Lu Tianming's team also came out.

The women quickly stepped forward to pick up the fish, and the idle men from another team also stepped forward to help.

Lu Tianming sat on the ground for a while before putting on his scarf and going to see the person who had fainted by the river.

The man's face did not show any signs of dehydration, and his face was not as thin as most refugees. He did not look like a refugee who had been fleeing famine for a long time.

But the man's clothes were tattered, as if they were picked up.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was suffering from the plague, Lu Tianming didn't look at him any further.

Seeing that the women on the other side had already packed the fish, they called out to the man next to them:

"Okay, everyone, load the fish onto the trays, and let's go back!"

Lu Shuhe came over after finishing his work and asked:

"Dad, what's wrong with this guy?"

Lu Tianming walked back and said:

"After you've finished loading the fish, check. If there aren't any extra trays, put them on the sacks. Remember to put this guy at the end of the line and tell the guy pulling him to wear a scarf!"

After listening to his father, Lu Shuhe quickly responded:

"I know, Dad."

When the team was loading the sacks, each man deliberately put extra bags on his pallet.

When the last two sacks were loaded, there were still two empty pallets left.

Lu Tianming helped to even out the burlap bags containing the fish, leaving only an empty tray.

He looked at the man on the tray and asked everyone:

"Who's the last one to go in the team today?"

Because of the strong wind and snow these days, the men in front had to use a lot more effort to walk.

Therefore, everyone decided that the men in the team would take turns walking in the front.

Listening to Lu Tianming's question, Lu Tianfu stood up with a reluctant look on his face and shrunk his neck.

"Cousin, yes, it's me. But, I don't know if this person is sick or not. Can I not drag him along?"

Seeing Lu Tianfu's embarrassment, before Lu Tianming could say anything, Lu Shuhe stepped forward and said:

"Dad, I want to rescue this man. Let me drag him back today!"

Seeing this, Lu Tianming simply told him not to take off his scarf.

Afterwards, Lu Shuhe was asked to drag the man back at the end of the team.

After the group returned to the yard, Lu Tianming asked someone to move the firewood from the kitchen and arranged the man to stay alone in the kitchen.