After picking up a lucky girl, all the beasts line up to come to your door

But this is already a very good place for the victims, at least they don’t have to sleep outside.

"Porridge is ready!" A burly constable knocked on the wooden barrel with a spoon and shouted, "Everyone line up!"

"Whoever dares not to line up, or whoever dares to loot, I will be the first to chop him to death!"

"Shhhhh!"

The detectives around all drew their swords and stared at the victims fiercely.

The victims who wanted to steal food or cause trouble did not dare to do anything after seeing this scene.

Just because they are dying doesn't mean they want to die.

The victims all lined up obediently, using their broken bowls at home or their hands to receive the porridge.

Some victims who had just arrived saw that porridge was being served and hurriedly lined up.

"There really is a porridge distribution in town! If we had known, we would have come earlier and not stayed near Xingzi Village."

"It's all Gouzi's fault. They said there wouldn't be any porridge in town, and they encouraged us to stay in Xingzi Village. Luckily, we got the news and came to town."

"Hurry, hurry, take out all the bowls, let's fill more."

"Don't even think about filling up. Each meal is limited. Just make sure everyone is full. No more."

"Everyone can only get two steamed buns at most, and they have to be eaten in front of the constable. Don't even think about hiding them or giving them to anyone else."

"If you dare to mess around, you'll be beaten at best, or even killed at worst."

Just then, a small commotion broke out ahead.

"You bastard!" Captain Ma kicked a disaster victim over, took the steamed bun from his hand and handed it to the disaster victim's daughter.

"Don't you understand the rules? You dare to take your daughter's steamed buns and give them to your son. I think you are tired of living."

The skinny little girl ate the steamed bun in just a few bites, fearing that her father would come and snatch her bun away again.

Her father was extremely patriarchal. If she hadn't been so lucky, she would have starved to death long ago.

Captain Ma snorted heavily, and glanced around sharply, "I don't care what you did before, you have to follow the rules here."

"So when you eat, you must finish it all in front of the constable. Don't think about leaving any food or giving it to anyone else."

"Next!"

After that, no victim dared to make any small moves, as they did not dare to offend the constable.

After distributing the food, Captain Ma asked, "Is anyone sick? Or needs to see a doctor?"

"There is a free clinic here, where you can see a doctor and get medicine."

There were five or six older doctors sitting next to him.

There was a stove at the feet of each of these doctors, so you could barely feel a little warmth outside.

When many victims heard this, they rushed over to line up, because it was free.

Captain Ma led his men to maintain order, check on the situation of the surrounding victims, and pay attention to their conversations.

"Which village are you from? We were the first group to arrive. There weren't that many victims then, but more and more people came later."

"We are from XX Village. Our village was only recently hit by the disaster, and before that, the houses could still withstand the damage. If it hadn't been for the disaster, who would be willing to leave their hometown?"

"That's right. No matter how good the town is, it's not as good as home, not to mention that all the valuables at home are gone."

"We passed by Xingzi Village when we came here. We heard that several families in that village were also affected by the snowstorm, but their village is fine. I'm really envious."

Some of the villagers in Xingzi Village, who are envied by many disaster victims, have already started living together to save firewood.

They even eat as little as possible to ensure that they have enough food to survive the winter safely.

At this time, the village chief summoned all the villagers to the ancestral hall.

It's rare to have six or seven braziers in the ancestral hall, but with so many people there, it's relatively warm.

Standing among them, Wooden Baby looked here and there, then took his brothers to play with Zhang Juhua.

Several people squatted beside a brazier, talking in low voices.

"Sister, how is your family doing recently?" Mu Baobao took off his gloves so that he could warm himself by the fire.

Zhang Juhua rubbed her hands and exhaled several times. "Except for that time when I was almost robbed by the disaster victims, everything else was fine."

When Mubaobao heard about this for the first time, he was shocked and more concerned, "Miss, are you okay?"

Zhang Juhua said, "It's okay."

"My dad and his family reacted quickly, and nothing happened to me."

"Afterwards, my grandma even rewarded me with a piece of meat."

When Mu Baobao heard the meat, he swallowed and said, "I'm glad that the young lady is okay."

"Everyone, listen to me," the village chief said loudly, "Mr. Cheng just came back from town."

"Mr. Cheng brought back a lot of grain, rice, flour, and meat. I mean, each household should buy it at the usual price."

“Give priority to those who have less food at home.”

He warned, "I know the situation of everyone's family. Don't do anything you shouldn't do."

"queue!"

The villagers hurriedly lined up happily. Now they didn't have to worry about having nothing to eat.

"What are you doing here?" the village chief slapped the middle-aged man who was first in line. "You still have plenty of food at home. Get out of here."

With this beginning, those villagers who still had plenty of food at home didn't dare to come forward.

It's so embarrassing to be pointed out by the village chief in public.

"Let's make a deal first. For families that don't have much to eat, each family can get 10 catties of rice and 10 catties of noodles," the village chief said. "For families that have more, each family can get 5 catties of rice and 5 catties of noodles."

"Let me make it clear first: you are not allowed to resell these rice and flour."

"Anyone who dares to resell it will be kicked out of the village."

The villagers who wanted to resell the goods gave up the idea instantly. Being driven out of the village in the middle of winter meant they would die.

The villagers all brought silver in advance, as the village chief had informed them.

Every household happily bought enough rice and flour to go. Although twenty kilograms of rice and flour is not a lot, it is extremely rare in this winter.

With this rice and flour, they can survive the winter.

After selling all the rice, flour, and meat, the village chief said, "I'll see if there's a chance to go into town later."

"Just make do with it for now. If you have any problems, tell me and I'll find a way to solve them."

If it weren't for Mr. Cheng's help, it would have been impossible for them to buy these rice and flour.

The heavy snow blocked the roads and no one could enter the town.

The villagers were very grateful to Cheng Zishi and the village chief. If it weren't for Mr. Cheng and the village chief, they wouldn't have been able to buy rice and flour when the roads were blocked by heavy snow.

"Mr. Cheng is a really good person. He has helped our villagers so much."

"If anyone dares to say a bad word about Mr. Cheng in the future, I will make him look at it."

The village chief raised his hand to suppress it and said, "Mr. Cheng just came back and is still very tired. Please don't disturb him for the time being."

"Also, you should pay more attention to each other and help each other if you have any problems."

"Okay, let's all disperse."

The villagers went home in groups of three or two, happily carrying rice and flour.

The few villagers who temporarily lived in the ancestral hall cooked and ate there.

Life is manageable.