Chapter 647 Snow Disaster
Yang Lan stopped and looked at the sound, facing the eyes in the crack of the door. "Brother Lan!" "Silang!" "Silang!" Yang Laosi rubbed open the door panel and wanted to get out.
Because the force was too strong, or perhaps because the shack was not built firmly, the snow on the roof smashed all the way down, covering Yang Laosi tightly.
"Silang!" Yang Lan quickly put down the things in his hand and dug out Yang Laosi with both hands.
Yang Laosi closed his eyes, spitted twice, poured out all the snow that had penetrated his ears, nose and mouth.
Yang Laosi opened his eyes again, confirming that he had not had hallucinations. It was really that Brother Lan was back, his eyes were red, and his throat was as sour as if it was blocked by a ball of cotton. "Okay! It's good to come back! It's good to come back!"
The other villagers lying in the ground, when they learned that it was Yang Lan who had returned, they all poked their heads out. "Brother Lan, are you really not dead? The village master received the message and went to the city to find out the news, saying that you were pushed into the Kyoto prison and were going to be asked to be executed!" "Is it because the yamen runners collected money and did not do anything, deliberately fabricated fake news and fooled us?" "It must have been a lie to us! These bastards who had children without assholes should have chopped them up in one knife back then! Look at the jacket Lan brother was wearing, so thick, and he must have done well!" Yang Lan was also very excited to see his fellow villagers again.
He said loudly: "I did make a mistake at the beginning and was imprisoned. But my ancestors blessed me, I met a noble man in prison, and he rescued me with his connections."
Oh!
The villagers' eyes were wide open. What a noble person they could rescue people from the Kyoto prison!
"Brother Lan, the noble man has saved you, you must repay him well!"
"Brother Lan, the noble man's relationship cannot be broken. He can save our lives with just one word!"
"Brother Lan, are you going to do it for the government now?"
Yang Lan shook his head into a rattle: "It would be great if I could save my life. How can I have an official position? Besides, I will never do such an official again! I have to buy equipment by myself, and I have to pay for it if something happens. Apart from the good reputation, what is the difference between it and the front servant of the yamen?"
The villagers also think this is the case. "Oh, the court just bullies us and doesn't understand anything. When Zhao'an was in the process of sacrificing his promise, he made a great promise. As long as we come back and don't make trouble, we give money to the field, but we didn't see a single hair!" "It would be great if we didn't settle the score with us, and we still want money!"
"Do you think you don't want to settle the score with us? Can you make it happen? Who has few people involved? If you really want to get it done, there are not many people left in Henan County!"
The guy said a few words, and he was so hungry that he really didn't have the energy to chat again. For a moment, the village became quiet again.
Yang Laosi held Yang Lan's hand and refused to let go.
Although they were not brothers, they did not give up five servings, and during the rebellion, they always acted together.
This life-and-death relationship is no less shallow than blood-born family affection.
"Brother Lan, do you not leave again when you come back this time? Your shack has collapsed long ago. Why not spend the winter with me? Wait until the next spring, the land will be revitalized, and I will dig another land nest for you!"
The heavy snow is still falling.
The goose feather-like snowflakes quickly turned Yang Lan into a snowman.
He didn't say anything to refuse, looked at Shiro, whose lips were purple in his cold in front of him, and squeezed out a smile.
"I still have luggage at the entrance of the village. The car was trapped and I couldn't push it in alone. Silang, please help me."
"Finish!" Yang Laosi stood up swayingly, walked a few steps, and almost came back to see a backfire. "Oh, I'll help you too." Several young men emerged from the ground nest.
Their situation is not much better than Yang Laosi, and they are all skinny and bone-skinned.
Although the poorer the place, the more fierce the people are, it is all for outsiders. In Hulu Village, we all know from top to bottom that we have to live together.
During the rebellion, they gathered together in Hulu Village and robbed more food than others.
After returning home, they gathered together, and the yamen runners did not bully them too much.
Several people followed Yang Lan and walked towards the entrance of the village with one foot.
The strong wind stormed the snowflakes on the face, making people unable to open their eyes. "It's really endless. I haven't seen such heavy snow in many years!" Yang Laosi was very upset.
Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, the premise is to spend this winter.
If this continues, at least half of the people in the village will starve to death.
Yang Lan was in a heavy mood: "I heard that Qiongzhou is frozen."
"Where is Qiongzhou?"
"Winter is warmer than our spring."
The newest ⊥Xiao⊥Speak⊥Send⊥Six⊥9⊥Book⊥⊥⊥⊥Back⊥⊥⊥⊥! "What?! Is this place frozen?! What about us here?!" Yang Lan opened her mouth, and the snowflakes were about to stuff it into her mouth, and her tongue was almost frozen: "When I came, the Xiquan next to our village was frozen hard. The big river outside the city also had a layer of ice on the surface."
When hearing this, everyone was in a heavy mood.
This winter is a hurdle.
Everyone followed Yang Lan to the entrance of the village silently. When they saw the things in the car, everyone's loss was wiped out and they rushed over like crazy. "It's Xiaomai!" "Brother Lan...you..." There were three or four large sacks stacked on the wheelbarrow, bulging.
Yang Lan smiled and said, "I took a lot of effort to get it. Let's push it back to the village together!"
"Hey!"
Everyone was full of strength, and there was no more sorrow on his face as he had just begun.
Four bags of wheat cannot support the entire village, but they have given everyone hope.
It's a day to live. As for whether you can survive this winter, let’s talk about it.
"Brother Lan, how much did you buy it? The rice price must have risen."
Yang Lan pushed the wheelbarrow and said, "When I passed by the town, the rice price was already 3,000 ounces per stone."
"Hiss! So expensive?!"
Often it is only 800 ounces per stone, but it has increased by nearly four times at once!
Who can afford this price?
Yang Laosi: "I don't know when I can release grain when I will be able to close the warehouse, so I can at least keep the rice price!"
He secretly hid a silver hairpin, and thought that when he was desperate, he would use the silver hairpin to exchange for food.
But at this price, can a silver hairpin be exchanged for a bucket of rice?
Yang Lan: "What's the use of releasing grain? Those big grain merchants can eat all of them."
The group did not discuss this issue anymore. The world is so big that they eat the most.
After entering the village, Yang Lan took out a bag of grain and distributed it to the villagers, and then took out a bag of grain, intending to make porridge in the ancestral hall so that everyone could eat something hot and get rid of the cold.
The villagers were naturally very happy, but gathering up the firewood from the whole village was not enough to make this bag of grain into porridge.
Everyone was in trouble for a moment. He couldn't demolish the shack and used it to burn the fire, right?
The shack has been demolished and there is no place to live. Even if you have a full meal, how can you pass next?
(This chapter ends)