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Everyone present was stunned by Yang Yiqin's calm words.

The villagers were very supportive, and as soon as he finished speaking, some people took the lead in applauding.After a few seconds, everyone else reacted, and there was thunderous applause.

However, the unconvinced survivor was only embarrassed for a while, and couldn't help but force his words: "You, don't you have a village chief? Isn't it good for you to be so public as a junior."

When they mentioned this, they seemed to have found something to criticize, and there were a few echoes from the crowd.

Da You thinks he is very reasonable.

The reason why they dissatisfied with Yang Yiqin was mainly because he had an overly handsome face, a bright and friendly personality, like a vigorous college student.Although he looks strong and healthy, his young and handsome appearance always makes people feel that he is not very calm.

Compared with him, Feng Lin, who was also young, looked even more terrifying because he was too tall and strong, held a giant axe, and had very cold eyes.

Since they can do things against the villagers, it means that they are all people who observe the situation and act according to the wind. They know that people who have been in the village for half their lives can't speak against them.

Now they only treat Yang Yiqin as a young man who is still young.

It can be said that no matter how fierce Yang Yiqin's appearance is, they would not look down on each other so much.

However, these people forgot that it was Yang Yiqin, a refreshing and energetic person, who rescued them from the zombie siege.

Probably after Yang Yiqin rescued them back to the village, he continued to run around outside, leaving early and returning late all day. He basically didn't have any communication with them, and he didn't show his skills in front of them. The village head was only responsible for allocating accommodation for them , which gave them the illusion that "this person is nothing more than this".

The situation in Yang Village is better, because there are a relatively large proportion of villagers and outsiders in their village, and the village head and Father Yang are two people who take turns watching, and no matter how restless the survivors are, they can suppress them.In the other two villages, only Liu Wen and Zhang Bo are dignified. Once they have other things to do and don't have time to keep an eye on those restless people, those survivors will quarrel with the villagers.

After repeated battles and victories, they thought that everyone had to yield to themselves.

But there are also very obedient people, such as Hu Tianming who was rescued at the beginning.

At this time, he muttered in a low voice: "Some people... live in other villages, how can they have such a thick skin? Anyway, I don't want to live in the same village with such people."

Other villagers also echoed.

"Although we are willing to save people, but to save the white-eyed wolf..."

"Hey, just talking, why is there someone who doesn't even know the most basic gratitude?"

"If you want me to say, since the other party wants food, then divide the food sent by Comrade Shi and the others, and let everyone who wants it take it away. Otherwise, when there are more people like them, Don't talk about developing the village, it's a good thing not to split the village..."

"After all, I'm afraid of teammates like pigs."

"A pig knows who is nice to it."

These accusations made those survivors feel angry.

However, just when someone wanted to retort, they suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by their faces.

"Bang!!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of wood being shot.

The few people were stunned for a moment, their eyes unconsciously followed the direction of "Gale Wind" - not far away Zhang Bo was holding a wooden board with a wooden arrow stuck in the red heart in the middle of the board.

And the archer was Father Yang standing beside Yang Yiqin.

Father Yang slowly put down the bow in his hand, and Feng Lin on the other side raised the [-]-jin stone ax next to him.

Pressure ensues.

Yang Yiqin smiled: "Any other questions?"

Under the absolute suppression of force, those who had been expressing dissatisfaction before were silent.

Yang Yiqin's memory is very good, and he clearly remembered everyone who was brought back to the village by him and Feng Lin. After returning to the village, the village chief also registered their identity information.

Most of these dissatisfied people are people who question the national security zone.

If it weren't for the benefit of having food in front of them, they might not believe what Han Wenliang and others said.Yang Yiqin still remembers the suspicious look in their eyes when they persuaded these people at first.

However, the moment the genuine food was placed in front of them, they immediately changed their attitude and said they would come back with them.They didn't refuse to bring someone back, but they secretly remembered each other's appearance in their hearts.

"Of course you can continue to be unconvinced." Yang Yiqin looked around with a smile and moved his hands and ankles. "As long as you can beat me, I will let you sit in the management position."

Of course no one dared to respond.

Hu Tianming took the lead in applauding again, booing the unconvinced people to come on stage.

Other villagers also felt very relieved.

In the past two weeks or so, they suffered too much from arguing with those people.Some friendly outsiders, like Hu Tianming, stood with the villagers, but they still couldn't speak against those people.

The reason is very simple, it is very difficult for normal people to be noisy than unreasonable people.

Yang Yiqin motioned for everyone to be quiet.

The scene fell silent.

Everyone looked in his direction, waiting for his next words—they knew that today's meeting indicated that the village had officially become a safe zone with rules.

Unlike acquaintances fighting against zombies together, and villagers helping each other, more strangers will come to this village in the future, and troubles will appear one after another.There is no rule without rules, and only when the first batch of outsiders move in is regulated, the progress will go smoothly.

After the silence, Yang Yiqin said: "Currently, there are 34 survivors in our village who are not from our own village, and most of them are rescued by me and Feng Lin."

It is said that some survivors are grateful.

Some survivors believe that they are only helping the national security zone and that it is their duty to save lives.

Yang Yiqin didn't care what they thought, and continued: "When there are more people, there will be more things to do. For the convenience of management, I am here to announce the rules of our three-village safety zone."

Having said that, he took out a piece of A4 paper and read it out loudly——

"One, the farmhouse borrowed by the foreign survivors is still owned by the village in theory, but we will not charge any fees like you."

"Second, any survivor who lives in the safe zone of the three villages has the responsibility and obligation to undertake the affairs of the village - including but not limited to building a defense system, taking care of the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep in the village, daily inspections and killing zombies. On the contrary, you will also be counted in the harvest of the village.”

"Third, do not cheat or steal villagers' property, do not discriminate against or bully the elderly and children, and immediately expel you from the village if you are found. But please rest assured that I am generally considered a good person. Go back to where you used to live."

"Fourth, if there is a situation where you don't obey the arrangement of the person in charge of the village, you will be punished according to the severity of the matter, and at the worst, you will be expelled from the safe zone."

"Fifth, in order to avoid extravagance and waste, the food sent by the national security zone will be distributed to each person for a month according to the head, and the rest will be managed by the village chief. We will distribute it every week according to everyone's due share, we will continue to distribute food to you.”

"Finally, if there are still people who disagree, I can send you away together with the food now—but since you disagree with the village's rules this time, rather than breaking the village's rules, I can consider sending you to another place." A safe zone."

Another safe zone is the safe zone where Quartz Tea is located.

Compared with their village built by ordinary people, all aspects of the national security zone must be more complete and in place.But because of this, the management models of the two are very different, and the rules of the village are actually relatively broad.

After all, the village had no intention of becoming a large safe zone.

Although the Sancun safe zone can actually accommodate ten thousand people, if the safe zone really takes shape, it is estimated that it will be the size of a few hundred survivors at most, and most of the village will be used to store supplies, raise livestock, and grow vegetables.

If these few people can't abide by the rules here, enjoy the benefits of the safe zone, and don't want to go back to the urban area full of crises, then it's better to go to a place with stricter management.

The people there are not like the grandparents and grandparents in the village. They always lose the focus of their quarrels, and they can't beat those young and middle-aged people.

Sure enough, after Yang Yiqin finished speaking, there was no one present to refute.

Under the ulterior motives of the dissatisfied, Yang Yiqin pasted the A4 paper in his hand on a wooden board: "If there is anything you don't understand, you can come and have a look at it at any time to consolidate your knowledge."

The villagers were all amused.

Even so, some people still murmured: "But since the granary is opened, there are not many survivors in the whole country. The food in the granary is enough for us to eat for a lifetime. Why do we have to spend so much effort on farming and raising pigs? Isn't it uncomfortable..."

He thought his voice was so small that only the person standing next to him could hear it.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong gaze. He looked back in the direction of his gaze and found that Yang Yiqin was looking at him with burning eyes.

——It seems that I have been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Yang Yiqin's eyes lit up slightly, and he pointed his slender and beautiful fingertips: "My friend, please repeat what you just said, louder."

For a moment, more than 100 people looked at him.

man:"……"

It's just like sitting on pins and needles.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man repeated what he said just now with difficulty. Where the words used were different from the last time, Yang Yiqin would correct his mistakes and let him repeat it.

This made him realize deeply—this young man is too scary.

He never wanted to mess with this man again.

No matter what he was thinking in his heart, after his stumbling retelling was over, Yang Yiqin looked at the other people present.

Obviously, he had decided to hold this meeting a long time ago, and he had already thought about the content of the meeting, so he pushed aside the current problems of the village one by one, and let everyone follow his lead. Thinking away.

"I believe that many of you present have watched some natural disaster video game works, and know that in various end-time crises, human beings are always looking for food and living supplies—of course, we are basically collecting supplies at this stage status."

At this time, four-year-old Li Jiashi suddenly raised her hand and said in a childlike voice, "I know! Jiajia also helped grandpa and grandma find a bag of rice yesterday, and hid it in an empty room!"

Uncle Zhang rubbed her head.

"Jiajia is great." Yang Yiqin chuckled, "But I hope everyone will keep in mind what I'm going to say next."

"In the early days of the last days, the reason why human beings rely on hoarding supplies is because under the sudden impact of the last days, the situation in each region is still in a state of collapse, and the term 'social production' has completely left us. We can only collect the past What is produced is used to meet the immediate needs of survival."

The village head also stood up and sighed softly: "But it won't last long, especially if those models have exploded for a few years, and they still rely on the residue in the supermarket."

"Yes." Uncle Zhang picked up Li Jiashi with a serious expression, "Especially after a few years, we will have to collect supplies everywhere. This is obviously not the life we ​​want."

Hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought.

Yang Yiqin continued: "Everyone wants to live, to have food and useful things. I understand that when some people hear that the grain in the granary is full and will be distributed to everyone, they immediately lose the idea of ​​going all out. , I just want to hide in a safe place and spend the rest of my life relying on the grain in the granary."

"But please think carefully, don't make our life a hoarding game."

"Collecting and hoarding materials is only the most elementary solution. It is the transition of difficult times. Production is what we have to do. It is solved safely. The next goal is how to regain the land and homes from the zombies and plant more. food."

These deafening words caused many people to be uncontrollably excited.

Yang Yiqin is really suitable to be a leader. He has unparalleled charisma and affinity, and can always make people let go of the barriers in their hearts, and their mood fluctuates with his every word, deed and every move.

He continued his speech while everyone was still in the mood.

"The people in the movie only want to live 1 minute longer, so they only want to go to the supermarket to pick up moldy and incomplete food in plastic bags after the end of the world. We don't just want one 1 minutes or a year or two, we have to live a lifetime, and let our children and grandchildren continue to live."

"Not only that, we also need to retrieve all the history, culture and technology during the collapse. This is the first five-year plan of the Hua people in the last days."

The villagers applauded spontaneously again.

Finally, Yang Yiqin ended today's meeting with a word of laughter.

"I hope everyone can follow in the footsteps of the national base, and don't just see the food and supplies in front of you. After all, supplies don't grow from the shelves of the store, and they will always wait for people to pick and choose with sickles and iron rods."

The effect of the meeting is immediate.

On the day the meeting ended, the survivors who had been huddled in their rooms in the farmyard and were unwilling to work with the villagers took the initiative to find the village head and ask what they could do.

Under the deterrence of strong force, the few stab heads accepted the rules of the village.

In order not to let everyone forget his goal, Yang Yiqin decided to hold a meeting every other week to summarize the achievements of the village construction in the past week, and beat those restless people by the way.

The villagers are well received and even somewhat look forward to their weekly meetings.

——Because Yang Yiqin's speech is really nice, and everyone likes to listen to him talk, which is pleasant and inspiring.

Due to time constraints, the village's second meeting will be held in the next year. The village head has an idea and decides to turn this year's meeting into a party. Anyone who is willing can go up and perform a few small shows, right as the end of the world A rare pastime.

Everyone began to prepare for the New Year in full swing.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin didn't have to go out every day from dawn to dusk. They spared the whole morning to check and repair the various parts of the helicopter.

Although there was no annual market to catch up with, there were too many empty houses in the village, and there was a sense of desolation everywhere, but the mood of everyone was quite warm.Some people even ran to ask the village head if they could make fewer bullets and leave them with some fireworks to increase the atmosphere of the New Year.

Fireworks are naturally no more practical than bullets. If conditions permit, they can ignite people's hope for life and enrich everyone's spiritual world. Isn't it a kind of self-help in the last days.

The barrenness of the human heart is sometimes more terrifying than the hunger of the body.

The village chief nodded, indicating that he would find a way to do this, and then he found Yang Yiqin.Nowadays, everyone likes to ask Yang Yiqin about matters big and small in the village, as if they regard him as the backbone of the village.

However, Yang Yiqin didn't take care of everything. In most cases, he just put forward his own opinions and let the elders judge for themselves.

"Fireworks? There are still finished fireworks and firecrackers in the Fireworks Village, and they are all placed in Uncle Zhang's place." Yang Yiqin thought for a while and said, "The firecrackers that children play are placed on the ground no higher than a firework tree for one person. As well as toy fireworks such as fairy sticks, they can be distributed to the people in the village, and the others are fine."

Large-scale fireworks and traditional firecrackers are too noisy, and once they are set off, they will turn the village into a living target and cause many unnecessary troubles.

Feng Lin said, "For safety's sake, even if it's a toy firework, it's best to set it off before evening."

The village head nodded.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Zhang Weihua and the others."

At this time, Father Yang came over with the wolf green dog and asked, "Village chief, why are you here?"

The village head told him about the fireworks.

Father Yang pondered for a moment: "Qinqin and Xiaofeng are right. First of all, large fireworks must not be set off. Secondly, it is a matter of time. It is still too lively at night."

"Then set the quantity for everyone." The village head said, "It's mainly for creating an atmosphere. Even the kind of fairy sticks played by children are very good."

Father Yang nodded: "Okay, I'll contact Lao Zhang."

That's how the fireworks were settled.

The principals of the three villages made up their minds to let all the survivors have a humane Spring Festival.

It's not just a festival, it's a symbol.

Everyone has cooperated countless times. After making a decision, they quickly put the matter on the schedule. Someone is responsible for counting the fireworks suitable for fun, and someone is responsible for delivering the fireworks to everyone.In addition to the fireworks, what was delivered to everyone was pork and mutton just slaughtered by Uncle Yangcun, chicken and duck slaughtered by my cousin and others, and rice, flour, grain and oil from the National Security Zone.

At the same time, the large-scale organization and construction of vegetable greenhouses has gradually yielded results.

The chickens in the chicken coop are also laying eggs day after day.

The villagers found window paper, couplets, lanterns and incense candles that had not been used up in previous years from the depths of the cabinets of each house, and generously distributed the things to the survivors.

There is no doubt that this is destined to be a fulfilling and special Spring Festival.

As the New Year approached, it snowed heavily in the North China Plain again.

In the early morning of New Year's Eve, Mother Yang woke up the earliest, and she seemed to have a feeling in her heart and opened the curtains.

It was white outside.

The howling cold wind carried heavy snow like goose feathers, and it fell on the farmyards and fields one after another.Snowflakes fluttering in the wind obscured the creature's sight, and the scene a few meters away was like a faint mirage, and everything in the world was shrouded in haze.

The second floor.

There was no one to burn firewood overnight, the floor heating gradually lost its warmth, the outdoor chill surged, and the indoor temperature also dropped accordingly, far less warm than it was in the first half of the night.

Feng Lin is very frost-resistant, and his perception of cold is quite slow.

With the foresight from the Survivor Base in Beishi, he used to put one arm outside the bed when he slept, so he successfully woke up in the coolness.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the world outside the gap in the curtain, and silently hugged Yang Yiqin beside him.He wrapped Yang Yiqin in his arms with his hands and feet, his limbs were tightly intertwined, trying to use his higher body temperature to warm the other's body.

He still remembered Yang Yiqin being woken up from the cold, so he was extra cautious this time.

Yang Yiqin has long been used to Feng Lin's intimate hugs. He is often held in Feng Lin's arms when he is half asleep and half awake. His movements are careful and vigorous, as if he is afraid that he will escape.Therefore, when he realized that Feng Lin was embracing him in a sleepy state, he just moved his body subconsciously to make the other person move more smoothly.

No sign of waking up.

Discovering the other party's subconscious actions, Feng Lin felt as if he had a stove in his heart, emitting warmth that could melt people from the inside out.He enveloped Yang Yiqin contentedly and comfortably, bowed his head and kissed the top of the other's hair lightly, his expression was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Just like that, Yang Yiqin didn't wake up from his sweet sleep until the set alarm clock rang, and belatedly realized that it was snowing again outside.

"Thank you also for warming my bed. To be honest, I thought you were acting like a baby with me, so I didn't react at all. This kind of ability to respond to the outside world... If the person by my side is not you, I probably already Farewell to this world."

Feng Lin didn't like the term "farewell", so he couldn't help frowning.

"I'm saying that I trust you very much." Yang Yiqin's smiling eyes fell on the back of Feng Lin's bare hands, "Isn't it cold?"

"not cold."

As he said that, Feng Lin touched Yang Yiqin's cheek with the back of his hand, letting him feel the difference in temperature between their skins.

It was impossible to tell whose body temperature was higher.

At this time, Mao Xiaoliu had already gone downstairs, and went to hug the wolf and green dog in the living room to keep warm.After several months of getting along, they finally became good brothers with different fathers and different mothers, and they no longer had the urge to confront each other when they first met.

After Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin washed up briefly, they also hurried downstairs.

Seeing them, Mother Yang reminded with a smile: "Are you awake? There is snow on the edge of the steps, and after sweeping one level, another level falls. Be careful when you walk, don't slip."

The two nodded.

Father Yang poked his head out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand: "I said I was pasting up the couplets and window grilles today, but it snowed, so it's a bad start."

"Think about it better, the auspicious snow heralds a good year." Yang's mother said with a smile, "Hurry up and make breakfast, we have a lot of things to do today."

Father Yang nodded: "Alright, my lord."

After breakfast, the snow was a little lighter, and I could barely see the gates of the neighborhood.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin pasted up all the couplets and window grilles at home, while Yang's father and Yang's mother were responsible for making dumplings for the four of them and their favorites. In the evening, the wind became milder and the feather-like snow was no longer so dense.

The little black cat and the wolf green dog stretched their heads out curiously, feeling surprised at everything they saw.

In the evening, under the faint and warm light of candles, Yang Yiqin lit a fireworks tree in the courtyard.

The other three stood aside, looking at him softly.

The gorgeous fireworks, one person tall, sizzled in the falling snowflakes.

Many courtyards in the village have the same scenery.

The author has something to say:

I have been in my hometown for the past few days, so I can only use my mobile phone to type, and there may be more typos, although I often typed typos with my hands before orz

I'll catch bugs slowly when I go back