Cheng Xi felt that his home was much more deserted.

"Didn't the patrol bring back prey every few days, what's different this time?"

"Yes, yes, this time I found five wild boars, all of them four or five hundred catties!"

Cheng Xi was suddenly surprised.

What a bumper harvest!

So much meat, enough for the village to eat for a long time.

The pressure on Li Zheng's body should also be reduced a lot, but in the past few days, he has a toothache and a sore mouth because the mountain bandits are too good to eat.

At this time, in the ancestral hall of the Shen family, the scar-faced people looked at Shen Xingluo, who was surrounded by the patrol, with a bewildered face.

"What's the situation, didn't we catch the prey?"

"When did it become his?"

"That's our ration for the last few days"

"After working hard for a long time, no one dares to see it?"

Are you guys going too far?

When we don't exist yet!

Scarface was depressed and just wanted to vomit blood.

But he didn't dare say a word.

There's no way, you can't beat it, you can't run it, you can only let you do what you want.

Xiao Liu also looked depressed, looked up at the sky, "When will this snow stop?"

To say that when they were in the cottage before, they absolutely didn't care about natural disasters or not.

Acts of God? What does it matter, if you don't have anything to eat, you just go down and grab it.

If you don't have anything to eat at the bottom of the mountain, then go far away and grab it somewhere else, so that you won't starve yourself.

But now it seems that it doesn't matter what it does.

This fucking relationship is gone!

Unexpectedly, when the snow disaster came, it was not the people of Shenjia Village who suffered the most, but these mountain bandits who relied on brute force to eat!

It's outrageous!

Scarface leaned over to Shen Manchu, who was on the outermost side, "That Lizheng, I hit so many prey today, I don't have to go up the mountain in the next few days, right?" ”

They want to rest!

On a cold day, you have to go around the mountains, which is not only extremely physically exhausting but also tiring.

Shen Manho's smiling folded face was instantly pulled down because of this sentence.

"What, want to rest?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"Impossible!"

He glared at a few people, "Not even a window!" ”

Still want to rest? You're the best eater!

I really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are if I don't care about it, do you know how much effort I put into your mouthful?

"What are you doing here? Move me the stones! ”

“！！！”

The scarred face suddenly felt like a mourner.

Moving stones?

We have done all the work up and down this village, you have a conscience!

What the hell is going on in this village, everyone is kind and kind, why don't they do anything?

When Cheng Xi and Shen Xingqi came over, they happened to see the eight people walking out with their heads down.

Shen Manchu followed behind, majestic and high-spirited.

Like a landlord's housekeeper, a supervisor and a housekeeper.

"Uncle Manchu, what's the matter?"

"These people are disobedient and very impetuous, so I let them do some work to reflect on themselves."

Scarface didn't refute, his face was indifferent, and his heart was like water.

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, and his gaze swept over them.

I always feel that the state of these people is a bit like Zhuang Kun getting closer. Well, the lifeless kind.

"Then you're busy."

When they stepped into the courtyard, they saw a crowd of people holding their hands around the five sturdy wild boars.

"Catch it, hurry!"

"It's so heavy, two more people, I can't hold on!"

"Have you killed all five?"

"Kill them all, let the aunts pickle them today."

Cheng Xi looked up at the rest of the courtyard, and there were a lot of cured meats hanging densely around him, all of which were made by Lizheng's daughter-in-law with everyone.

This is the wealth of Shenjia Village, and it is their confidence.

There is meat, there is food!

***

All afternoon, Cheng Xi was in the ancestral hall to help the aunts handle pork.

It's too much, and the five big wild boars add up to more than 2,000 catties, and they can't be busy at all.

"Hey, Aunt Cuihua is back!"

"How about going to my mother's house this time, is it okay over there?"

The women got together for nothing more than gossip, but Shenjia Village had been closed for too long, and there had been no new news to inquire about for a long time.

Aunt Cuihua went to her parents' house early in the morning and was welcomed like never before when she returned.

But the amazing thing is that the person who went out on a trip was like losing his soul, and the whole person was stupid.

"Aunt Cuihua, Aunt Cuihua?"

What's going on?

Aunt Cuihua cried whining, "It's gone, it's gone!" ”

The Great Yan Dynasty was a standard ancient feudal dynasty.

The people live on the crops of their own acres and three-thirds of the land, and if the wind and rain are good, they can live a stable year, and if there is a natural disaster, they have to tighten their belts to live.

Even if the wind and rain are good, for many people, it will only be enough to eat.

In ancient times, taxes accounted for too much of the year, and most of the year's harvest was handed over, and the remaining part would be sold for silver money, and then buy some cheap grains such as black noodles.

It would be nice if they had a skill, but most people live on money from the land.

Since the city gate of Lin'an Mansion was closed, the hard days of the people have come.

The snow is heavy, the cold erodes, and there is no food.

If the environment is bad, there will be more trouble.

In the ancestral hall of the Shen family, the return of Aunt Cuihua seemed to have opened some kind of signal, and many relatives came back one after another throughout the afternoon.

One by one, their spirits were greatly stimulated.

"There aren't many people left in Xiahe Village next door, and my eldest sister who got married only left two children hiding in the cellar."

"Most of the houses in Lijia Village, a little farther away, have collapsed, and many old people have been buried in them."

"God-damn ruffian-hooligan, Huangxing Village in the south was not robbed of grain by mountain bandits, but was given to Huo Huo by a few lepers in the village!"

In just three months, half of the population of the surrounding villages has been stunned.

Those who starved to death, those who froze to death, those who were buried by the beams of houses, those who were killed by mountain bandits, and the people in the villages killed each other

A few villagers who visited relatives and friends witnessed all kinds of life in one day.

At the same time, I am also glad that Shenjia Village is fine.

"You don't know, they're miserable."

Most of the women in the village are married from other villages, and who has few relatives?

Unexpectedly, this snow disaster would separate them forever.

"I brought back the two babies of my eldest sister's family, and there is no shortage of them at home, alas-"

"The head of the family also plans to send some food tomorrow, my sister is hungry!"

"It's good to be alive."

The women who had been working that afternoon were in a low spirit, sighing and listless, and completely devoid of their former energy.

Cheng Xi quietly listened to the situation outside the village and did not speak.

"Xingluo's family, this is what you want, see if you can use it?"

Uncle Bolt's mother-in-law came to the ancestral hall to help, and brought what she wanted by the way.

"Done so quickly?"

"It's just a few planks, no trouble!"

(End of chapter)