Ji Yu has been very distressed recently, and there is a tendency to become more and more distressed.

Anyone who guards a homeless man at the door of the house every day has to worry about the same as her.

Whenever she and Dabao sit in the warm room, drinking hot soup and eating fragrant dishes, they can always think of a grass root gnawing outside the house.

In addition to being upset, there is even a sense of guilt that "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road"-

Obviously, their family's life can barely be regarded as passable.

What can I do? It's unbearable to drive people away.

What's more, she still has a subtle sense of guilt for the homeless now.

Who let the people who were wronged at the beginning, and even indiscriminately dropped the number of people.

Since taking the initiative to send a bowl of water and two steamed buns to the homeless, for several days in the future, Ji Yu will regularly send him some food and drink, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation.

But there has to be a head to make up for it.

Ji Yu really couldn't think of a better solution, so she had to go to Lizheng.

"Uncle Li Zheng, for a displaced person like this who has been affected by disasters and fled the famine, the imperial court should have formulated corresponding resettlement measures, right?"

Since the successful disaster relief, coupled with the praise of the county magistrate, Li Zheng's prestige in the village has increased, but he has also committed old problems.

As long as there is no big deal, he doesn't ask about it. Give full play to the characteristics of the mascot, and the Tai Chi is called a slip.

"Yes, yes, but ...... Displaced people can settle their household in the local area, but it will take three years to do so. ”

"Three years? But he ...... How do you boil it? ”

Li Zheng raised his hand and stroked his beard: "Generally, I find a place to settle down first, and then open up the wasteland, and the wasteland that is opened up does not need to pay taxes, and there is still some savings on my body......"

Who has the savings to be reduced to being a homeless? Tian Jiao's mother and daughter were lucky enough to pick up silver on the way to escape from the wilderness, but not everyone has it.

As for the opening of wasteland, the homeless are like this, it is a problem to survive, and what kind of waste is there to open up.

"Uncle Lizheng, there is always another way, right?"

You said that such a person is under his nose all day long, and if he doesn't give him something to eat, he won't be able to go.

However, giving is not the way to go.

If you have no relatives and no reason, it's okay to let her reach out occasionally to help, but you can't let her bear it all the time.

It's hard enough for her to feed Dabao, but she doesn't have the leisure and money to raise another one.

Li Zheng still thought about Ji Yu's efforts during the disaster relief, and after thinking about it for a long time, he really came up with a way.

"Why don't I find someone and drive him back to the entrance of the village?"

Ji Yu: "......"

"What, that's a bad idea?"

"It's good, it's, it's, uh, it's too much trouble. Forget Uncle Lizheng, I'm fine, you go get busy. ”

Coming out of Lizheng's house, Ji Yu sighed deeply.

I knew that he was unreliable, but I didn't expect him to be so unreliable.

What problems can be solved by returning to the village? It's not in front of her, but it's for the bum...... It's not good after all.

After going around in a circle, everything remained the same.

Although Ji Yu is crooked in her heart, she still dials some meals for the homeless every day.

Then she found that it was different to have one more person to eat, and the family's rations had been drastically reduced, which was enough to eat for a long time......

More resentment is yet to come.

Seeing that it was the end of March, spring had just emerged and shrunk back, and it had snowed again in Kanbei, which had just turned sunny for a few days.

When you get up in the morning, it is still salt particles, and after breakfast, it becomes a small snowflake, and it will continue to grow larger depending on the situation.

Ji Yu stood at the door of the hall, looking at the lead-gray sky and the increasingly dense snow curtain in the sky, a little uneasy.

She walked up and down the hall, and the big treasure who was provoking the writing looked up at her several times.

Ji Yu suddenly stopped, explained Dabao, and ran towards the backyard.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, the cold air hit my face.

Ji Yu covered her eyes with her hand, ran to the homeless man against the wind, and shouted at him:

"Hey! The snow is going to fall heavily

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Do you want to take refuge under the eaves of my house? ”

The homeless man is a man no matter what he says, and he doesn't know the details, so it is definitely not appropriate for him to enter the hospital.

Fortunately, when the house was first built, rain shelter eaves were set up at the front and back yard gates, which was better than such an open-air sitting.

Ji Yu shouted a few times, thinking that this might be really a fool, so she didn't wait for him to respond, so she simply leaned over and dragged him.

However, the weight of an adult man, where can she easily move.

I used all my strength to drag it a little.

You can't just drag him all the way through, can you?

Even if the homeless man has no opinion, she is out of luck.

Ji Yu ran back to the yard, took Dabao, and hurried to Hu's house.

Hu Liang has not come back from the stall, and it is Hu Dacheng who stays at home today.

Grandma Xie fell asleep after drinking the medicine, it was cold, and Xiao'an Xiaohua hadn't gotten up yet.

Ji Yu called Hu Dacheng to help, and before leaving, she picked up the old quilt from the shed where the Hu family had placed the waste.

The Hu family has been a little looser recently,

I simply replaced two new quilts, and this bed was so cemented that it could not be renovated again, and it was naturally eliminated.

Thanks to the widow's frugal character, since she is willing to throw away this old bed, you can imagine how old it is.

But the homeless people won't pick it up, and some covers are good.

Hu Dacheng went home with her, and carried a few slender pieces of wood out of the backyard utility room, while Ji Yu hugged a large bundle of useless straw, which were left over from the construction of the house, which just came in handy.

Considering that the homeless man can only lie on his stomach and cannot stand, Ji Yu asked Hu Dacheng to cut off the long wood and turn it into a medium and short wood, which is also convenient to operate.

The two of them went to the homeless man for a long time, sweating tiredly, and finally built a simple shed to come out.

With the homeless man lying on his stomach as the center, four logs stand in four directions, and the roof of the shed and the front and back and left and right are covered with layers of straw, although it may not be much warm, it can also block the wind and snow.

Ji Yu lifted the straw at the entrance, and then unfolded the old quilt and covered the homeless man.

"You're so calm, you can't even raise your head with such a big movement. Forget it, I hope you don't freeze to death. ”

Hu Dacheng caught her and kept asking.

It's all nonsense such as "Why is Sister Xiaoyu Hanako here for you", "Why do you want to build a shed for him".

Ji Yu was afraid that Xiao An Xiaohua would wake up at any time, so she dealt with him indiscriminately, so she hurriedly urged him to go home.

After Hu Dacheng left, Ji Yu also went back to the house.

At lunchtime, one was given to the homeless.

As before, put down the bowl and leave, and stop by the next time the food is delivered.

Each time, the bowl was empty.

He was willing to eat the food he had served, but he refused to pay attention to himself, and he didn't even look up at her.

It's like Ji Yu has fed him for so long, and she still doesn't know what he looks like.

Sometimes it's ridiculous to think about it.

At night, Ji Yu lay on the kang and tossed and turned.

I wondered how long it would take to make the snow fall for a while, and I wondered if the shed and quilt would be used for the ......

I was relieved to open the door in the morning and find that there was no snow on the ground.

Looks like the snow should have stopped in the middle of the night

The homeless man is also safe and sound.

Ji Yu put the steaming pimple soup in front of him, and said angrily to this culprit who always caused her insomnia: "Eat it, uncle!" ”

One or two are all uncles.

Dabao, rhubarb, and now another homeless man.

She's about to become an old mother.

I don't know why a good day is so miserable.

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Chapter 167: It's All Uncles