"God told me to do it all over again, but I couldn't help at all. ”

Yuan Chuyao thought in his heart, his fingers curled slightly, and he couldn't stop being afraid: "Could it be ...... Can't I change anything?"

Fate seemed to play a joke on her, and unknown panic began to envelop her, no, it must not be repeated!

Her eyes were restrained and deep, and her heart slowly calmed down.

"Brother, under what circumstances, the heavy snow keeps falling, which will lead to countless deaths and injuries?" Yuan Chuyao comforted herself, she didn't understand that it was okay, ask others more, and she would always understand this problem.

Yuan Jingchen found that she seemed to be very obsessed with this question, and rubbed his chin while thinking, although he was the commander of the Red Armor Army, he didn't know much about people's livelihood, "Why don't you wait for the New Year, I'll help you ask?"

Hey, it's a shame that I can't even go back to my sister's question.

It's too late after the New Year, Yuan Chuyao dragged Tang Pozi tightly, but she couldn't mess around and let Yuan Jingchen do this and that, and finally had an annual leave, and he should let his brother have a good rest.

"Okay, then you must help me ask. ”

The answer was well-behaved, and when she turned her head, Yuan Chuyao asked Zhiyu to leave the house in the snow, and asked her and her brother to help her do something, and the things to follow were put aside for the time being.

Zhiyu carried a box of silver money, the whole person was like an emotionless puppet, went out with a cold face, wasted the strength of nine cows and two tigers, in exchange for a team of people, went out of the city to call the unlucky brother, the soldiers were divided into two roads, and some experienced people went along the foot of the mountain everywhere, patrolling the mountain.

The other team started from the nearest village and carpeted to see if the houses could stand the test.

Although from their point of view, it is enough to cope with a winter, but spending money is the master, they can make a lot of money in the New Year, and they can be lazy in the coming year.

With a love for money and the idea of not daring to offend the general's mansion, the group did their best all the way.

Regardless of the owner's stupid eyes, he rested and recuperated, fortunately, he was close to the imperial capital, there were few poor people, and there were no big problems with the general houses, and the trip was not slow.

This stop-and-go continued until the third day of passing through the village of Tsukimi, the group completely stopped, and looked around, a crooked and random house, as soon as the wind blew, it seemed that they could hear the crunching and shaking.

The foreman's eyes lit up, and there were only two words in his mind: add money.

Zhiyu looked up at the sky, it had been three days, and the snow had no intention of stopping at all, so he gritted his teeth and clapped: "Add!"

The village chief of Yuejian Village, when he heard Zhiyu say to repair the house, his wrinkled face was stunned for a long time, if it wasn't for the white girl in front of him, he wanted to hug each other directly and thank each other, but in the end he still couldn't help but burst into tears.

I know that goosebumps are up, but don't cry, when you cry in this weather, your face has to be frozen.

After inquiring, she finally understood how there could be such a poor village near the imperial city.

"The imperial court is willing to accept it, we are already very happy, the nearby wasteland is given for free, and as much land can be opened, as many land deeds can be done. The old village chief smiled, his mouth full of teeth less than half, and his tone was full of the love of the croppers for the land.

The village chief is not from the north, their hometown is in the south, there was a flood last year, and they fled to this side, and the whole village is also formed by the surviving people of each village.

"Didn't you think about finding someone to help build a house? "I don't know if I know it, I've been here for half a year, even if I get together, I can also make up enough money for a few rooms, squeeze it temporarily, and I will be relaxed after the winter.

The village chief was silent for a long time before he smiled bitterly: "The sister-in-law of the Lin family taught everyone the ancestral skills, we sold tofu quite well, and we could make up enough, but I didn't know that it stopped after winter, and we couldn't buy materials if we had money, and we didn't have a carpenter, so we could only do it." ”

I was speechless, I didn't expect it to be so oolong.

"We'll pay. The village chief was afraid that there would be too many people to dislike them, and he couldn't afford to do good deeds, so he hurriedly expressed his intentions.

I didn't want to know it: "For the time being, I can only build some wooden houses for you, and the wood will be used directly on the mountain, and the snow will be cleared all the way to check the mountain conditions." ”

"Check the situation of the mountain, what do you think?" The old village chief's eyes were dark, he didn't understand anything, and he was thirsty for knowledge.

The few people who accompanied the old village chief to speak also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the experience of one ear.

Zhiyu didn't understand: "The people brought by my brother are behind, and they will watch, but when chopping wood, you must be careful, don't nest in one place to chop hard, and scatter it." ”

Leave enough people, Zhiyu took the remaining people, and went to the other villages that the old village chief said, at that time, several groups of fleeing people, tacitly separated in a few places that do not disturb each other, and now there is a shortage of manpower, and the people in the village themselves have to mobilize, otherwise they will be too busy to die.

One day later, Shi Jin, the younger brother of Zhiyu, also came with five people, and he saw a cold sweat when he looked at the mountains in Yuejian Village.

The villagers of Yuejian Village are too industrious, and they plan to plant fruit trees next year, and the soil on the west side of the mountain has been loosened, and that's it, their previous house was built at the foot of the barren mountain, and the village chief was also very proud: "We have all confirmed, there are no big guys, living under the mountain, it is also convenient to see the fruit forest." ”

If it is usually okay, the snow will fall for a few days, and everyone is a little afraid, although there is an occasional stop, but it will only stop for an hour or two, and the evil door will fall, which is quite endless.

After the old Taoist explanation of the mountain, the old village chief was so frightened that he kept asking, "Is it really slippery?"

Lao Dao explained: "The wasteland is uncultivated, the land is very hard, no matter how big the snow is, it is not easy to slide, you are diligent, all to the pine side, the snow keeps falling, the soil under the pine, when it can't bear it, it will slide down." ”

The village chief rolled his eyes and fainted.

After a series of rescues, after waking up, he didn't say anything, and organized people to hurry up and do things.

On this day, it was very panicked.

The oppressive feeling brought by the weather can be felt by everyone.

Fortunately, there is someone to guide and there is a charter, so that it will not come to the end and run around like a headless fly.

The loose soil, everyone also tried to compact some, but the house must not be built at the foot of the mountain, the old way took into account Mr. Feng Shui, by the way picked a good place, and did not choose what auspicious day of the zodiac, pick up the hoe and dig.

For several days, I didn't even dare to fall asleep.

I can't sleep, I've been in the General's Mansion for a long time, I haven't suffered as much, a bunch of people, I don't even have enough place to lie flat, the big guy sits in the house that has just been built, and a leg stretch may kick others.