"Looking at the flying snow, dancing in the sky, the towering mountains are dressed in silver, and the scenery of the northern country is ......" a high cavity went up, accompanied by a mighty appearance. More than a dozen descendants in the village shouted in unison, and the cheers were endless. Although no one knows what Peking Opera is at the moment, it does not prevent this form of performance from spreading among the people.

Yang Chengzu looked at those juniors and said with a smile: "This play is good, right?" After listening to the play, move and get started, and hurry up to get firewood. This snow waits for no one, and if it waits until it falls, things will be difficult. ”

The sky was cloudy, and it seemed that heavy snow was about to fall, in fact, not long ago, there had been a heavy snowfall here, so that even the road out of the village was blocked by snow. Zhu Xiuchang and his party of four were temporarily trapped here, and they also lost contact with their own team. All they can do now is to prepare as much wood as possible to survive the next cold.

The population in this village is too small, and the firewood is not very sufficient on weekdays, and now facing the snow disaster, even the old people have to move and go to the mountains to pick up as much firewood as possible. Most of the more than 12,000 acres of mountains and forests near the Huangxian Cave are the industries of Xingwangfu, and there is no lack of precious wood in them, even if they are facing the danger of freezing to death, no one dares to fight the idea of those trees.

This time, with the endorsement of Yang Chengzu and Mrs. Qian, they finally dared to move towards those woods to prepare for the cold. Yang Chengzu sang Peking Opera to cheer everyone up, and promised to build a few houses in the village and prepare more wood for a few young people who wanted to ask for wives. With material rewards, these people are highly motivated and cut down efficiently.

The cultivated land in this village is only more than 100 acres, and if it weren't for Zhu Xiuchang to transport grain to the village, everyone would even have a problem with food for the winter. On weekdays, most of the young people in the village go to the city to beg for a living, and even at the end of the year, many people still choose to stay in the city, and not many return to the village.

The young people who stayed behind in the village were honest and honest, and they did not dare to go to the city and were reluctant to go home. There are also some idle second-rate people, who don't like to work very much on weekdays, but at this time, when facing the crisis of freezing and starving to death, they have to go up the mountain with a sad face and follow the chopping wood.

Under the orders of Yang Chengzu, the grain in the village was rationed, and if anyone refused to work, he would not get the grain. They will never survive the winter by relying on their own food reserves. As for the wolves in the mountains, so many people have guys, and there are ruthless people like Yang Chengzu who have dealt with two wolves with one person and one knife, and everyone is not afraid.

On the wooden pier outside the house, a log was placed there, Yang Chengzu picked up the long-handled big axe in his hand, and with a shout, the big axe split Huashan down with a force, cutting the wood into several pieces, and the sawdust flew all over the place. The two palace maids, Zhishu and Zhihua, ran over, wiped the sweat from Yang Chengzu's head with a handkerchief, and went to collect the firewood and carried it to the room. In that firewood room, the firewood was already piled very high, and other straw and other things were also piled up in half of the house.

Zhu Xiuchang was wearing a pair of cotton jackets worn by village women, as if she was a village woman, checking in the firewood room, and when she saw Yang Chengzu coming in, she hurriedly walked over and said, "Chengzu, I'm afraid you're tired again today." With so much firewood, it's enough to burn. No matter how heavy the snow is, I'm not afraid. ”

Yang Chengzu smiled, "I hope so, I asked the old man in the village, saying that in such weather, I am afraid that there will be heavy snow." The road will be blocked, and I will have to hurry up and get the house done when I turn back, lest the snow be too heavy and crush the house. ”

Although Zhu Xiuchang never said what her heart disease was, since she slept with Yang Chengzu that night and took the herb, her whole body healed at an alarming speed. Now she has regained her vitality, but in the face of this weather, no matter how anxious she is, she does not dare to risk the danger of a snowstorm halfway to the direction of Anlu.

Seeing that she was thinking deeply, Yang Chengzu said: "You are worried about Luo Pozi and them again, it's okay, they are well prepared and bring more rations." More than half of the grain in this village has been brought by them, and even if they are trapped by the snow, they can hold on until the beginning of spring. As for the wolves, or those bandits, if you can't meet them, it's the creation of these things, and if you do, I'm afraid you'll live to the end. ”

"I know, but I'm a little worried that if the snow is too big, we can still go back to Anlu for the New Year. I don't care, I've been living alone since I got married, and I'm used to it. Besides, I'm still in mourning now, so I can't be lively. But taking you out, just to get those treasures and go back, if it delays your reunion with your family, it will be too bad. ”

"Madame, why be polite, our luck is good, we will definitely be able to go back to Anlu for the New Year. Even if you can't, it's not bad to have me accompany you for the New Year, you sit, I'll go and get some firewood back. ”

After holding the firewood, I went to practice a Liuhe knife for the descendants in the village, this knife technique is from the previous life learned, the knife skills of the authentic Peking Opera famous actor Tan family, this era has not yet appeared. Although it is not a practical knife technique, the stage effect is excellent, and the dancing knives are like snowflakes, which stunned the younger generations and applauded one after another.

When he returned to the room, Zhu Xiuchang was putting a tray on the table, and in the bowl was a bowl of boiled messy noodle soup, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell what it was. Seeing his dignified appearance, Zhu Xiuchang's face flushed, "I...... I made it myself, and I obviously asked someone, but it turned out to be like this. It seems that I am really a useless person and can't do anything. ”

"Yes, it's delicious." Yang Chengzu picked up the chopsticks, only blew the hot air, swallowed it indiscriminately, and after eating a few bites, he asked: "Where are the two dead girls who know books and paintings, why are you lazy to let you work, this is not good, I have to talk about them." ”

"It's none of their business, it's just me...... I wanted to do something about it myself. Zhu Xiuchang looked shy, and looked at Yang Chengzu worriedly, "How about it, can you still eat it?" ”

"Of course you can eat it, it's delicious. Why do you think so, your hands are used to play the piano, paint, write and play chess. Even if you use it to write an account book, I think it's a tyrannical thing, but you use it to raise the fire and cook, and you won't allow it next time. ”

"I ...... I just wanted to make myself useful. Zhu Xiuchang rarely showed a little bit of a little woman's weakness, and touched the hem of the padded jacket with her hand, "I found that in this mountain village, I am actually a useless person, whether it is authority or strategy, it is useless here, I am like a waste." I don't want to make myself a dispensable person, I want to do something, make myself useful, don't you think...... Can I? ”