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

In the carriage, Uncle Sun looked at the white flour buns and horse meat and kept swallowing his saliva.

Thinking of the three boys at home and the wife who suffered with him, he forced himself not to eat.

The last time his family ate white flour buns was during the Chinese New Year last year.

At that time, while steaming the multi-grain buns, I also steamed a small white flour bun.

The three sons shared the white flour bun, and each of them only ate a small piece.

He and the child's mother couldn't bear to eat a single bite.

This time, the two white flour buns were so big that one and a half were shared among the three children.

He and the child's mother ate the remaining half.

Thinking of this, he carefully wrapped the handkerchief and put it in his arms.

He patted the steamed buns and meat in his arms and a smile appeared on his face.

Uncle Sun, feeling that he had taken advantage of someone, opened the car door a crack and started talking to Lu Qingqing.

He thought that since Lu Qingqing wanted to build a kang, she must be interested in the old fireman's affairs.

Then they talked about Lao Huotou and the kangs he had built over the years.

Among them, the innkeeper Li asked him to set up the most kangs.

There are kangs in several rooms, which is really great.

Just boil half a pot of water before going to bed and cover the stove to keep you warm all night.

The two chatted casually as the carriage slowly drove out of Toyama Town.

After leaving Fushan Town, the road conditions became noticeably worse.

Not only was the snow on the ground much thicker, but the road was also very narrow in some places.

In this kind of weather, the road surface is very slippery.

Carriages must be extremely careful when passing through such narrow roads.

If you are not careful, both the people and the carriage may fall into the ditch nearby.

Uncle Sun sat in the carriage, looking at the narrow road, so scared that he dared not move.

He was afraid that if he moved, the carriage would lose balance and fall into the ditch beside it.

Fortunately, Lu Qingqing and Xiaobai cooperated very well and passed many narrow roads safely.

Later, Uncle Sun felt more relieved and started chatting with her again.

They talked about the old fireman, the town, and even the rise of the Qian family, the grain shop owner.

More than half an hour later, snowflakes began to fall from the sky again.

Not long after it started to rain, the wind grew stronger and the snowflakes began to fall densely.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Qingqing stopped the car immediately.

He took down the awning from the roof of the carriage and put it on the horse with Uncle Sun.

In this way, the snowflakes above my head were finally blocked.

However, many snowflakes were still chased by the wind and fell onto the shaft of the cart from the side.

Lu Qingqing has become accustomed to this.

After a while, seeing that the snow on his body was thick, he stood up and shook it off.

Uncle Sun in the carriage behind him had not left the house since the temperature dropped.

Now I am outside, feeling the wind and snow.

I even felt the carriage was shaking a little, and I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

But he felt that he was not very familiar with Lu Qingqing, and he was so much older than her.

Although he was extremely scared at this moment, he just didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

He just held on to the carriage door tightly, looking at the wind and snow outside, his heart pounding.

On the shaft of the cart, Lu Qingqing felt a little wind on her neck and quickly adjusted her thick scarf.

I tightened my cotton coat and felt better.

However, it was not snowing when she left, and she also forgot to bring a hot water bottle.

Now, I only have a thick blanket covering my legs.

Remembering that she had bought a few extra hot water bottles before, she entered the space with her mind and found a few empty hot water bottles on the shelf.

After filling it with hot water, I placed it directly under the thick blanket.

After a while, the frozen legs slowly recovered.

The road conditions were bad for the dozen or so miles due to the strong wind and snow.

The two walked for several hours before they arrived at Gouzi Village.

Along the way, we passed several small villages.

Most of the villages were almost covered in snow.

Uncle Sun was sitting in the carriage, watching this scene, feeling very emotional.

People of this era rarely travel far in winter.

Not to mention going out in this windy and snowy weather.

The meeting finally arrived at Gouzi Village, and Uncle Sun was rarely excited.

He opened the half-open carriage door and stretched out his hand to point out the location of the old fireman's house to Lu Qingqing.

Gouzi Village is considered a large village compared to other villages we passed by.

Old Fireman's yard is located in the middle of the village.

Lu Qingqing drove the carriage through the quiet village, observing the environment almost subconsciously.

The roads in the village have obviously been cleaned.

There were even piles of cleared snow in front of many people's doors.

However, smoke is rarely seen coming out of the chimneys of the houses in the village.

Although it is past dinner time, it is so cold that we should at least burn some firewood to keep warm.

Before she could wonder, the carriage turned two corners and arrived at the door of Lao Huotou's house.

Uncle Sun jumped out of the car, pounded his legs which were numb from sitting, and then went forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, an old woman's voice was heard in the yard.

"Who?"

Uncle Sun hurriedly raised his voice.

"I'm from Fushan Town, and I came here to ask Uncle Huotou to set up my kang two years ago.

This time I came here to ask Uncle Huotou to come over and set up a fire kang for me."

The old woman responded only when she heard the word "fire kang" being set up.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go tell the boss."

Soon, the gate was opened.

An old man wrapped in a worn cotton coat opened the gate.

When I saw the two of them, I looked at them carefully, but I didn't recognize them.

Uncle Sun hurriedly took off the towel from his face and stepped forward and said:

"Uncle Huotou, I'm Sun Laohai from Fushan Town.

You built a kang for my family two years ago and said my youngest son was a good bricklayer. Do you remember that?"

When Lao Huotou heard him say this, he suddenly remembered.

"Oh, it's Lao Hai, my eyes are blurry and I didn't recognize him at first.

Come in quickly. It's so cold. You must be freezing after running so far here."

Uncle Sun hurriedly turned around, called Lu Qingqing, and drove the carriage towards the yard.

After Lu Qingqing entered the door, she parked the carriage at the south side of the yard.

While Uncle Sun was reminiscing about the past with Lao Huotou, the frame was removed.

They also spread oilcloth and straw mats on the ground so that Xiaobai could rest on them.

Xiaobai skillfully shook off the snow on his body outside the awning, then lay down on the oilcloth and straw mat inside the awning.

Seeing it lying down, Lu Qingqing took out homemade feed and warm water from the carriage and put them on it.

Watch it eat and quickly use a horse brush to clean out the ice crystals in its fur.

At this time, the old fireman's wife had already started boiling water in the pot.

Old Fireman and Uncle Sun stood at the door, looking at the place and chatting.

Taking this opportunity, Uncle Sun briefly explained his purpose.

When Lao Huotou heard that they had to go to Fushan Town, more than ten miles away, to set up a kang, he felt a little embarrassed.

It was really cold that day.

Not only is he not resistant to the cold at his age, but it is also dangerous for him to travel in such snowy weather.

Next to them, the old fireman's wife, son and daughter-in-law also came out.

Listening to the conversation between the two, some people disagreed with Lao Huotou going out.

Although his family was also short of food, the one who earned the most money in the family was their father.

It's not worth taking the risk just for the money of a kang.

But their father was used to being the head of the family, so none of his sons spoke up.

Instead, his wife hesitated for a while after listening to the conversation between the two.

Before the old fireman could speak, he said awkwardly:

"Brother Lao Hai, it's not that we don't want to go.

The weather is really too cold!

If you get sick from the cold during this trip, it will be troublesome.

Besides, it’s not safe to travel in this weather.

This time, I may have troubled you to make a wasted trip."

Uncle Sun knew that today's trip would not be easy from the look on Old Firehead's face.

Hearing the old woman's direct refusal, he was a little confused.

They had traveled several hours to get here, and it would be a huge loss if they couldn't ask anyone to go back.

He subconsciously turned around and looked at Lu Qingqing, wanting to see what she was planning.