One person, one horse, slowly came to the outside of Qinjiazhuang.

The fish pond full of water is sparkling, quiet and silent, plant lotus root in the coming year, raise some fish, and then raise some ducks and geese, full of vitality, full of hope, and so on the lotus blooming season, let people come to fish, go green, make a farmhouse model, and a large amount of income, much better than planting wheat.

However, fish are prone to disease, you have to plant some willows, willow bark contains natural salicin, can treat fish enteritis, rotten gills, red skin disease, etc., but not more, more is counterproductive, you can also plant some trees, the seeds, leaves, and bark of the tree are medicinal materials, and the milky white juice secreted has a strong detoxification effect, and can also prevent various fish diseases.

Qin Huaidao thought while walking, and unconsciously came to the river, the horse stepped on the stone bridge, making a clanging sound, and the woman who was washing clothes by the river recognized Qin Huaidao, and got up and saluted, with gratitude in her eyes.

After entering the village, a guard came up to greet him, Qin Huaidao waved his hand to signal everyone to be busy, and soon saw a thatched house collapsed, several people were cleaning up, their legs were clamped, and they urged the horse to step forward and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Young master."

Everyone hurriedly saluted, and a lean man stepped forward to explain: "Young master, last night the wind was strong and the house collapsed, everyone came to help clean it up and turn out the utensils buried inside. ”

"Did you hurt anyone?"

The other party's face was sad and he didn't answer.

Qin Huaidao knew that the situation was not good at a glance, turned over and dismounted, stepped forward and asked, "How many are you injured?" Seriously not? ”

"My father, it's gone!" The lean man couldn't hold back any longer, squatted down to hide his face and cry bitterly.

Although the house is dilapidated, but it is a place to live, in the cold winter without shelter, there is no shelter at all, and now the old people in the family are gone, the snow is worse, where can the lean man still bear it?

"Aye!" A child ran over, with a dirty face, wearing only a single coat, wrapped in weeds around his feet, his lips were purple from the cold, shivering, and shouted anxiously: "Aya don't cry!" ”

"Okay, don't cry, good boy, Aya doesn't cry, let's live well!" The lean man wiped his tears, looked at his child, and his collapsed heart had a touch of hope and sustenance.

Qin Huaidao's heart was blocked, this building and heating can't afford to delay, the sky will only get colder and colder, if there is another heavy snowfall, I'm afraid it will be even worse, damn Cui Shihai, if it weren't for their threat and assassination, there would be no shortage of coal, there would be bricks to build houses, there would be coal for heating, and now we can only start again.

"Young master!" Huang Lao came in a hurry.

"How many houses fell last night? How many people were hurt? Qin Huaidao asked.

"Six families have fallen, three have died, four have been injured, and Langzhong has been invited."

"Inform me to go down, one representative from each household will gather in front of the ancestral hall, I have something to say, be fast." Qin Huaidao explained, leading the horse towards the ancestral hall, with a heavy heart.

Not long after, I saw a collapsed thatched house in front of me, the degree was even more serious, a woman threw herself on a dead person and cried, as if the end was coming, someone next to her persuaded but it was useless, the man in the family was the pillar, and now the pillar is gone, and the home is gone.

Qin Huaidao stepped forward to take a look, the deceased's body was dirty, as if he had just been dug out of the soil, his face was purple, as if he had been suffocated to death, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was frantically digging the soil, eager to turn something out of it, no matter who dissuaded him, it was useless, his hands were full of blood.

An adult man went up, hugged the young man, took a few steps back, threw the young man in front of the deceased and shouted, "Kneel down and kowtow to your Aya!" ”

"Aye!" The boy cried loudly and kept kowtowing, and blood soon overflowed from his forehead.

Qin Huaidao stepped forward to help, the young man didn't look at who it was at all, he struggled to break free, as if he was kowtowing frantically, Qin Huaidao had to use some force, the young man was lifted up, and he was so angry that he wanted to do it, when he saw that Qin Huaidao quickly stopped struggling, his face was sad, the corners of his mouth moved, and he couldn't say a word.

"Boy, from today onwards, you are the pillar of this family."

"Hmm!" The young man nodded vigorously, his red eyes regaining clarity, and there was a more sense of responsibility.

"Everyone help carry people to the ancestral hall, I have something to say." Qin Huaidao shouted to everyone.

"Whoa!" The crowd shook their heads.

Qin Huaidao engraved this tragic scene in his mind, his mood was extremely heavy, he led the horse away, hurried to the vicinity of the ancestral hall, tied the horse to a tree, and saw several women preparing dinner, thinly dressed, shivering from the cold, and reaching out to roast on the fire from time to time.

"Why don't you wear more?" Qin Huaidao stepped forward and asked.

Everyone saluted in a panic, and a woman explained: "Young master, many people in the village have no clothes to wear, so we will ...... And he gave them his clothes. ”

As soon as he spoke, Qin Huaidao's heart tingled, and he said, "Who is going to run and let Mingyue come over." ”

"I'll go." The other party hurriedly ran.

"You ...... Great work! Qin Huaidao didn't know what to say, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and hated Cui Shihai more and more, the Cui family, it wasn't that they were in the way, they had already started building a house, and there was already a coal stove for heating, why not?

"Young master!" Xue Rengui came out of the ancestral hall.

"I'm looking for you."

Qin Huaidao said and took off the bag of silver from the horse, walked into the ancestral hall, and when he didn't see Uncle Jia and the others, he asked, "Uncle Jia, what about them?" ”

"I'm staring at everyone making clay tubes."

"Get a run, get everyone here." Qin Huaidao said, put the bag in the corner, and together with the other piles of silver, came to the campfire and sat down, filled with some dry firewood to make the fire more prosperous.

Not long after, the bright moon came in a hurry.

"Sit down and talk." Qin Huaidao pointed to the low stool next to him.

"Don't dare, just stand still, the young master commands!"

Qin Huaidao didn't insist, and asked: "The total number of people in Qinjiazhuang is about 1,000, and they are all short of winter clothes, so they are going to send one emergency per person, and purchase some fabrics back, you work hard for everyone to do, and the size depends on you to go one by one, is there a problem?" ”

"It's better not to buy ready-to-wear clothes, just the fabric, the sisters are in a hurry, and it won't take a few days to make it."

"No, buy one for emergency first, Qinjiazhuang can't die anymore, the other thing needs you to do, help save some silver, you immediately organize everyone to ask about the size, do a good job of registration, and set off for Chang'an in a while, you can rush back before the city gate closes, tonight is another cold day."

"Understood, let's go, the maiden will thank the young master for his kindness for the sisters." Mingyue saluted gratefully, and seeing that Qin Huaidao had no other explanation, she hurriedly went.

After a while, Jia Youcai led some people back in a hurry, and the rest of the people in the village also hurried over under the leadership of Huang Lao, crowding the door of the ancestral hall, there were too many people, and the ancestral hall could not accommodate it, Qin Huaidao walked out and jumped on a square table to make it easy to see everyone, and it was also convenient for everyone to see.

"Uncles, please be quiet." Qin Huaidao shouted, looking at everyone hugging each other coldly, if he didn't care about it, I am afraid that no more than seventy percent of them would survive this winter, and he suddenly felt a great responsibility.

It can't be delayed any longer, the coal must be brought back, and no matter who jumps out to stop it.

God prevents and kills God, and the devil blocks and kills demons!