Feng Yili: It's over, his gentle mother can't come back, she is all deviated by the wind, and now her mother will murder them at every turn.

Feng glanced at Feng Yili and said, "I dreamed of my father, and my father said it." ”

This excuse has not been tried and tested.

This year, their family bought so much coal, and they were already eye-catching, and if they didn't give a convincing reason for these people, they were afraid of causing trouble for themselves.

After all, if people know that she has a terrible system, then they can't treat her as a monster, right?

But then her dead ghost father is a different excuse, in this era, everyone is very reverent in this kind of superstition.

Sure enough, when he heard that it was his father who gave Feng a dream, Feng Yili immediately said: "It's dad again, dad is too partial, why don't you give me a dream?" ”

Xia said: "What's the matter, I want your father to beat you in a dream?" ”

Feng Yili thought that Feng Xiao's violence was all learned from his father, and he suddenly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, it's better not to give me a dream." ”

Feng Ertian said: "Dad is really powerful, he can still know that we will have a cold here, if only Dad could give me a dream and teach me how to do business." ”

Feng Xiao secretly rolled his eyes, hehe, you two dream.

It was Yan Lang, listening to the conversation of several people, and immediately glanced at Feng Xi thoughtfully.

At the beginning, although it was very cold, everyone could still keep warm by burning firewood because of the firewood they had prepared before, but the cooling lasted for half a month, and some families couldn't stand it.

Because of the cold weather, it is no longer realistic to go to the mountains to chop firewood, but in addition to the people in every household, the animals fed at home also need to be warmed, and the things that can be heated are consumed quickly.

On this day, as soon as Feng Xian finished exercising, he heard a ghost crying wolf howl from the neighbor next to him.

Feng looked sideways, and saw Zhou lying at the door of his pigsty crying loudly, crying while listening to her: "God, God, you return my five pigs, this is all my family's belongings this year, you have frozen to death for me, what will my family eat next year?" ”

Hearing Zhou's voice, the surrounding people immediately ran over to see what was going on, and when they saw that the pig in Zhou's house was frozen to death, everyone's faces were a little bad.

Someone in the crowd comforted Zhou, "Auntie, this freeze is freezing to death, you just look at it, give up your wealth to avoid disasters, there is no way to do this." ”

"Alas, in the whole village, except for the coal and firewood prepared by Feng Yili's family and the village chief's family, who doesn't lack heating supplies? My pigs are also freezing today, or I quickly boiled hot water to flush the pigsty, and the pigs warmed up, otherwise, my family would not have escaped today. ”

"At that time, the village chief reminded us to prepare more firewood, but we didn't pay attention to it, so what should we do now? Not to mention that there is no money, even if you have money, you can't buy coal, just that bit of firewood, you have to burn two or three bundles every day, where is enough? ”

"It's only been winter for a long time, and there are still a few months to come, so I don't know what to do?"

Everyone is at the door of Zhou's pigsty, and you and I began to talk one sentence at a time.

Feng listened carefully, and didn't pay much attention to it, anyway, she had already reminded them of this matter, and if they didn't listen, she couldn't do anything.

She was just about to enter the house when she heard Zhang also lying at the door of her pigsty and crying.

The wind paused carefully, and when he looked sideways, he saw that Zhang was slapping the pig in the pen with a stick, but the pig did not move at all, and it was obvious that the pig raised by Zhang was also frozen to death.

"Why did you freeze to death if you killed a thousand knives?"

Zhang's hammered his feet and said: "I have worked hard to raise you so big, and I see that the Chinese New Year is about to begin, why are you dead?" If you die, the price won't go up, and I'm miserable. ”

Zhang cried, not caring about his image at all.

Almost every household in the village is feeding pigs, and when it comes to the Chinese New Year, pig dealers will come to collect pigs, when the price of pigs is much higher than usual, and the villagers can also take the opportunity to make a sum of silver.

In a village like theirs, in addition to taking the crops sporadically to the town to buy some silver for pocket use, the family's main income is the money from selling pigs at the end of the year.

But this year's severe cold has caused a lot of losses to many people.

After all, even if the pig that dies for no reason is sold to a pig dealer, it is not worth a few dollars, and maybe it can't even be sold for the capital of buying piglets at the beginning of the year.

Xia Shi listened to this continuous noise, and she couldn't help but walk out of the house.

Looking at Zhang's crying appearance, Xia's mother and daughter did not have any superfluous expressions on their faces.

Now their lives are getting better and better, but this does not mean that they have forgotten the sins that the Zhang family did to them in the past.

Xia's mother and daughter glanced at each other, and they both saw a smile in each other's eyes.

Zhang's crazy roar is really hilarious.

Some time ago, when Feng carefully bought coal and came back, Zhang was still sneering on the side, and he knew that it was amazing.

After the two mothers and daughters entered the house, Xia said: "Oh my God, I don't know how many families have suffered." ”

Xia Shi paused, looked at Feng Xian, and said, "Fine, did your father say how long this cold will last?" ”

Feng shook his head carefully, "I didn't say this, but I think it's just that I'm afraid it's not the coldest time yet." ”

Hearing this, Xia Shi was stunned for a moment, only to hear her sigh and say, "It's difficult now, I see that although the people in the village have prepared firewood and charcoal, they haven't prepared much." ”

Their family is fine, there is plenty of coal, and the firewood prepared in advance at home has not been moved.

The people around were noisy and shouting, anyway, they were either freezing to death pigs, cattle and sheep, or chickens, ducks and geese, and everyone was wailing.

The village chief wrapped himself tightly to investigate the damage to each household.

Zhang looked at the village chief and cried out with a wow.

"Brother village chief, all three of my pigs are dead, what's the matter? Those unconscionable pig dealers are afraid that they will pay a low price for ......"

Before Zhang finished howling, the village chief frowned and said: "You think too much about this, if you freeze in the cold today, so many animals are frozen to death, you will want to sell it to the pig dealer at a low price, and no one will come to collect it." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang was dumbfounded, "What about the three dead pigs in my family?" ”

"Eat it yourself."

The village chief said with a calm face: "I reminded you to prepare more things to keep out the cold, but you all have big ideas, who is to blame?" ”

In the entire village, eight out of ten households have been damaged, and the village chief's mind is anxious.

When the village chief's footsteps came to the door of the Xia family's house, he couldn't help but stop, and after thinking for a moment, he still walked towards the door.

Seeing the village chief coming to the door, Xia immediately made tea, and the village chief did not refuse.

It was only after his gaze swept around the room that he spoke, "Where's the girl?" ”

Xia Shi hurriedly said: "Go to the back of the house and lift the stone." ”

The village chief frowned, "I'll take a look." ”

The village chief followed Xia's steps to the back of the house, and saw that Feng Xian had filled two wooden barrels with stones, and at this time she was squatting with her feet in a figure of eight, and a pair of delicate little arms lifted the two wooden barrels of stones very steadily.