Lee and Chua only think about their ducks.

"Mother, let's go to the duck shed too." After the two finished speaking, the women who were working in the duck shed followed, and several of them hurriedly walked to the duck shed.

The village chief stood at the entrance of the village, and when he saw that the people of the Wen family had made arrangements, he asked everyone to go home, don't stay here, and let the child get sick with frostbite.

"Auntie." The village chief couldn't find Old Man Wen, so he could only come to Luo and shout.

I just stood on the side of the road for a while, and the snow was hanging on my body.

Roche patted it off, and then said: "Let's go back to our respective homes, it's just that there is something strange about the snow, maybe it won't fall until tomorrow, how can there be no snow in winter." ”

The village chief opened his mouth, but he had grown so big, and he had never seen snow after fifteen, but what Luo said also made sense, this winter came inexplicably late, and it was normal for it to snow late.

"Auntie, you should also hurry home, I will go back." The village chief said hello and left.

Roche then climbed back into the carriage and rushed home.

Lu Bo and Aunt Lu didn't go, but only let Lu Jiang and Lu He go to the Lantern Festival with their two grandchildren, so as soon as Luo and the others came back, Aunt Lu had already boiled hot water and waited.

Roche simply cut up some ginger and threw it in, re-boiled a large pot of ginger water, and everyone in the family poured a bowl.

Even if you wear a down jacket, you can still feel the cold.

Wen Yao took advantage of everyone's lack of attention, pulled Wen Jun to the side, and then secretly took out an outdoor thermometer, and the brother and sister saw the liquid in the thermometer shrink rapidly and stopped at minus fifteen degrees.

"I'll go." Wen Yao was stunned, no wonder she said why is it so cold, minus fifteen degrees, who can withstand this, and it is not late at night, if it is the middle of the night, the temperature may continue to drop.

According to the original author's setting, this place in Cloud Town should be in the middle of the map, neither south nor north, so it stands to reason that it shouldn't be so cold.

Is this a plot convulsion?

Wen Yao hurriedly found Wen Xiuyi again: "Dad, minus fifteen degrees, I'm afraid the temperature will drop." Wen Yao suddenly remembered that when they first came, a heavy snowfall cost a life, although Grandma Wang was not in good health and was frozen to death, but the temperature at that time was far less low than now.

Wen Xiuyi looked at the numbers on the thermometer and told Wen Yao: "Find a place to hide the thermometer, observe the temperature at any time, and I'll go out." ”

Wen Xiuyi went back to the house, turned over a hat and belt, put on a coat and was about to go out.

"Boss, why are you going?" Roche hurriedly chased after him.

Wen Xiuyi glanced at the family and replied: "Mother, I'll go around the village to remind everyone that it may be very cold today, and let them take precautions against the cold, the tragedy of my aunt Wang can't be repeated." ”

Luo Shi just wanted to say what he was doing so much, but Shengsheng held back his words, and only advised: "Let Mu Li accompany you." ”

"Eh, mother, you go to see my father, he drank too much, don't freeze." After speaking, Wen Xiuyi took Mu out of the door.

Luo looked up at the sky, the snow had a tendency to fall bigger and bigger, and the angry Luo scolded and went to find Wen Laohan.

Wen Xiuyi first found the village chief and told him his guess, the village chief now blindly obeyed Wen Xiuyi's words, and immediately took the big gong that he usually took out when he had a big event and followed him out.

Tell them door-to-door to take precautions against the cold tonight no matter what, if the conditions at home are not good, then heat the kang hotter, don't be reluctant to firewood, and if there are children at home, they must wear more clothes for the children, don't get sick from the cold.

By the time the two of them had finished turning the whole village, the snow on the ground had become five or six centimeters thick.

The village chief is worried about those lands.

"Xiu Yi, this day won't affect our land, right?"

Wen Xiuyi shook his head: "It's not a big problem, village chief, the snow is heavy, you can go back, I'll go to the cowshed to see my second child, I have to go to the orchard, this sudden cooling, those fruit trees can't be frozen, I'm afraid I have to wrap up." ”

When the village chief heard this, he hurriedly said: "You wait, call everyone, there is a lot of power." ”

Wen Xiuyi hesitated for a while, but he didn't refuse the village chief's kindness, he asked the village chief to help greet him, and he took Mu away to the cowshed.

In the cowshed, Wen Xiuzhu and the two people who originally invited to see the cows have taken a few people to help to seal several windows of the cowshed with wooden boards, when the cowshed was built, Wen Laohan felt sorry for these cows, so the cowshed built is covered with bricks, which will be the most cold-proof, as long as the ventilation is sealed, the cold wind can not enter, the temperature in the house is OK, so as not to freeze the cow.

The house of the two people who invited them to see the cattle was next door and could take care of them at any time.

Wen Xiuyi told him to hurry home after he got it, and he took Mu Li to the fruit forest non-stop.

Lao Zhao also noticed that something was wrong, and as soon as he wanted to find someone to help from the master's side, he saw the village chief leading a large group of people, holding torches and carrying straw.

He hurriedly beckoned everyone to go up the mountain and wrapped the trunks of fruit trees with straw.

Originally, the village should have gradually fallen into darkness and tranquility after dark, but today it is extraordinarily bright, almost every household is lit up, and the barren mountains behind are now full of bright torches, and the duck shed is also full of helpers.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and in the second half of the night, the torches on the mountain came down one after another, Luo Shi and they didn't sleep all night, seeing that the torches were getting closer, Luo Shi quickly asked Shi Mama and them to open the gate, and let Wen Xiuyi and the village chief and the people who helped in the village come in.

The inverted seat in the front yard had already been cleaned up, and the stove was burned inside, and the room was warm, and Luo arranged people to go in, so he hurriedly asked Mama Shi and them to bring the boiled ginger soup and prepared food.

It doesn't make sense that people have helped them so much, and they are reluctant to give them a meal.

More than 20 people came to help, each of them went down with a bowl of hot ginger soup, but after drinking the ginger soup, Luo asked people to bring each of them a big bowl of boiled noodle soup, and the meat on the noodles was thickly cut, and it was delicious at first glance.

"Eat something to pad your stomach first, there is still a kitchen that is not enough to eat." Roche stood at the door, admonished, and went back to continue cooking.

In the other room, there are Li and Cai's Tie Niu Niang who work in the duck shed, and they are also a bowl of ginger soup and a big bowl of noodle broth.

After eating and drinking, they hurried home and rested.

The snow is still falling, even in the middle of the night, it is already a white light, Luo sighed deeply, she has lived for decades, there has never been a winter so cold like today, the heavy snow has fallen a few times, but it is not so cold.

Wen Yao took advantage of this gap to secretly run to the place where the thermometer was hidden, and when she looked, sure enough, the temperature had reached minus 20 degrees.

If there were no cold protection measures, it would really freeze to death.

Thanks to the fact that they came back early, everything that should be arranged was arranged, and Wen Yao was afraid for a while when he thought of this.

If it wasn't fifteen today, they didn't go to see the lantern festival, according to their usual routine, before the snow fell, her grandmother would urge them to go back to sleep, and then the temperature would drop sharply at night, she didn't dare to think about it.