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

Chengguo's mother only gave birth to one son.

Therefore, Cheng Guo played with his cousins ​​from a young age.

Then, he saw that his younger brother, with whom he had lived for more than twenty years, had died.

The man rushed over, embraced Cheng Guo's body, and wept bitterly.

During this time, my elbow accidentally pressed against my abdomen, and my entire arm sank in.

The man was somewhat bewildered. He lifted his cotton-padded coat and saw what was inside.

He swayed a few times and almost fainted.

Old Sun stepped forward and pulled the people away.

"Alright, now that things have turned out this way, we should go back as soon as possible and give the person a proper burial."

Lu Qingqing sighed and began to pack up the sled.

At this moment, Sun Laohai spontaneously arranged for the remaining men to be taken care of.

Before long, their cars were packed with people.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing glanced at the remaining leopard and the three corpses, and then moved them directly into her car.

Xiaobai didn't react much when they moved the body.

When it was the last leopard's turn, Little White sensed danger and became very uneasy.

Seeing that the two were about to put the cart in the car, he pulled the cart forward a few steps.

That means they absolutely won't let it be released.

Lu Qingqing saw that everything was ready and they were waiting for them.

He had no choice but to take out his water pouch and pour half a bowl of water from his spatial storage for Xiaobai.

While it was drinking water, Qin Lang carried the leopard upstairs.

After drinking the water, Xiaobai smelled the scent of a leopard behind him.

After snorting a few times, he reluctantly pulled the cart back.

After a busy night, Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang were both exhausted.

Because there were three corpses and a leopard in the truck bed, the two men were cramped when they tried to lie down.

Qin Lang draped a thick quilt over Lu Qingqing and let her rest her head on his lap.

Lu Qingqing was exhausted. She told him to wake her up in 15 minutes and then fell asleep.

A few breaths later, snoring could be heard from the side.

Qin Lang noticed the dark circles under her eyes and gently tucked the blanket around her.

Although the snowfall had lessened, it continued to fall at a steady pace.

Qin Lang pulled the blanket up to cover his neck.

Seeing that Xiaobai was walking steadily, he also closed his eyes to rest.

Behind him, Sun Laohai and others were braving the wind and snow, standing on the sleds and driving them obediently.

The ordeal of a day and a night had exhausted their physical strength.

At this moment, everyone is just barely holding on.

Fortunately, there were more of them.

They agreed that each person would work for 15 minutes, and then they would take turns.

When Lu Qingqing returned to Fushan Town, she was awakened by the sound of gongs from the villagers on duty.

The series of rapid gong sounds summoned all the villagers out.

Uncle Wu jogged out, leaning on his cane, followed by a group of villagers.

The first thing they saw was the three corpses being pulled in the back of the white truck.

When Cheng Cai's mother and daughter-in-law saw his frozen body, they rushed forward and wept bitterly.

At this moment, the villagers nearby also rushed forward, searching for their own relatives.

Upon discovering that the person had woken up, they were overjoyed and wanted to help them home.

Upon discovering that the person was still unconscious, they hurriedly tried to take them home.

The families of the other two bodies only noticed the person lying next to Cheng Guo after they couldn't find anyone in the car behind.

They rushed forward, staring at the body in disbelief.

People who were perfectly fine yesterday are now dead.

For a moment, the crying was deafening.

The fifth and ninth uncles watched this scene with pity in their cloudy eyes.

Three more strong men have died in the village!

How will these three families get through this year of disaster?

Oh well, who knows how long they'll live anyway.

As long as I live, I'll lead my people for every single day!

After the villagers unloaded the body from the car, Old Man Zhuang and Sun Yue were finally able to come forward.

Although they felt sorry for those families, they couldn't help but be happy to see Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang return safely.

Old Zhuang climbed onto the cart, took the reins, and instructed:

"Young man, Xiao Lang, you two sit down, I'm going to catch the carriage home!"

After saying goodbye to Uncle Wu and the others, he drove home.

After closing the courtyard gate, Old Man Zhuang urged Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang to hurry back to their house to rest.

He and Sun Yue then unloaded the vehicle frame.

Sun Yue was in charge of feeding Xiao Bai, while he tidied up the things in the truck bed.

The most eye-catching one, of course, is the leopard.

Old Zhuang had previously brewed tiger bone wine, and now that he'd seen a leopard, he was also tempted to try it.

Seeing the guy's fierce look, he picked up the sack next to him.

They covered its head before they began to examine it.

The leopard's fur is basically undamaged; if it were properly tanned, it would be quite valuable.

Furthermore, this leopard appears to be an adult.

Old Zhuang tugged at it; this guy must weigh over a hundred pounds.

He tried to drag it off the car, but it was quite difficult.

Worried that he would wake the two people sleeping inside, he went to the stable to call Sun Yue, who was still cleaning the ice crystals off Xiaobai.

The two men worked together to lift the leopard down and move it next to the stable.

After covering it with an oilcloth, it was left untouched.

The leopard was frozen stiff, so cutting it into pieces would have to be left to the strong Qin Lang.

After finishing his work in the stable with Sun Yue, Old Zhuang rubbed his throbbing temples and decided to go back to his room for a nap.

Last night, even though it was just Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang who went out, it was still a small matter.

He and Sun Yue were at home, but they didn't get much sleep either.

I simply locked the front door and went back inside to sleep.

At this moment, Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang had already lit the stove and two furnaces in the house.

Then, he locked the door and entered the space.

The cotton-padded trousers and shoes they were wearing had long since frozen together.

The kind of cotton-padded pants that can stand upright on the ground after being taken off.

Having walked in the snow all night, my legs are now trembling uncontrollably from the cold.

After taking a quick hot shower, the two prepared to soak in a hot tub.

Lu Qingqing put her feet into the bucket, and it took several seconds before she felt the temperature.

After soaking in the hot water bucket for half an hour, I finally felt better.

Qin Lang came out earlier than her and had already finished eating and was washing up.

Lu Qingqing looked at the bowl of thick millet porridge, a large plate of steamed buns, and three tea eggs on the dining table.

Feeling a bit better, I sat down and started eating heartily.

The millet porridge was grown in the space, and it was simmered over low heat.

The porridge has a clear layer of thick rice oil on top, and it tastes mellow and smooth.

Paired with well-marinated tea eggs, it's very delicious.

After a long night, this meal helped her feel much better.

By this time, Qin Lang had finished washing up.

He filled all the empty hot water bottles with boiling water, preparing to use them when he went out later.

Seeing that he was waiting, Lu Qingqing let him go.

When she finished washing up and went out, the kang (a heated brick bed) was already very hot.

The temperature inside the room was no longer as cold as it had been when they first entered.

She took off her new coat, snuggled into the warm quilt, and sighed contentedly.

Qin Lang watched her lie down, then blew out the oil lamp on the kang table next to them, and the two quickly fell asleep.

Little did they know, the village was already in an uproar.