Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan came back very late that night.
"The third master brought back a group of victims from Gufeng." Yan Huaiwen said.
There are a lot of people, and the subsequent resettlement work is very cumbersome.
The overall condition of these people was very bad. They were all so thin that they were about to collapse. They staggered to Huju, feeling like they would fall down at any time and never stand up again.
Liang Manshan is particularly empathetic.
Without Yan Xiucai and his group, they would be worse than these people.
Lost luggage, lost household registration, even lost children...
Lost from family members, a family member died on the way...
Each one is a human tragedy.
My tears have long since dried up and I can't even cry. My voice is hoarse like two stones grinding against each other.
Eyes dull, speech incoherent...
All the words associated with trance can be applied to them.
Yan Laoer asked: "How will they be arranged?"
"The people should be dispersed to various towns and villages." Yan Huaiwen replied.
These people cannot build their own houses, nor can they open up land in the short term. They need someone to help them rebuild their lives.
"Will it be arranged near us?" Yan Laoer asked again.
Liang Manshan shook his head and said: "No, we have just settled down."
However, Yan Huaiwen had a different view: "Not necessarily. Our great master is considerate and kind to others. If it is more beneficial to the victims and placed near us, it can help these people get rid of their grief faster and calm their minds."
Yan Yu also nodded seriously.
In other words, it is the dawn of their hope, allowing them to see a bright future and radiate their enthusiasm for life.
No matter what, it still depends on Mr. Tian’s thoughts.
"From tomorrow, Manshan and I will stay in the government office until all the victims are registered." Yan Huaiwen said: "There are only old, weak, women and children left in the Liang family. Please help take care of these."
"Don't worry, brother."
Yan Laoer said to Liang Manshan: "Our two families are facing each other across a piece of open space. The yard is not up yet, and you can see it when you look up. Manshan, if you want anything, please don't be polite. Just shout, and I will take a few steps."
almost there."
At night, after everyone in the family went to bed, Yan Laoer cut the horse's tail with scissors by the light of the torch.
Since this was my first time doing it, I was worried that I wouldn’t do it well.
He cut it as long as his fingers, tied it carefully, trimmed one end neatly, and cut the other end bit by bit, trying to find a suitable length and shape.
My eyes were wide open, and I finally managed to create a shape that looked like an ordinary brush.
Yan Laoer encountered another difficulty when he stuffed the ponytail into the pen holder.
The tail is a bit too much and can’t be stuffed in...
He thought about it and didn't rush to untie it again.
Instead, I took a long ponytail and tied it hard again, making it strong and slimming down.
It barely squeezed into the pen tube.
Yan Laoer himself laughed very happily, but he couldn't laugh out loud. He looked like he was performing a pantomime. He was quite scared to watch it at night.
I rinsed the ponytail pen in water and it felt fine.
He tried it with his fingers again, and he didn't know what kind of feel was good. According to his standards, if this pen didn't shed any hair, it would be a perfect score.
Secretly stuffed into Lao Yan's pencil case.
Yan Laoer, who did good deeds without leaving his name, yawned all day long and fell asleep.
It was still dark, and the Yan family didn't know which of the four newly bought roosters it was. It made a few tentative rooster calls, but finally didn't dare to call any more.
Yan Huaiwen got up the earliest. After washing, he first checked what he wanted to bring.
This was a habit he had developed over the years. When something bad happened, he was not prepared enough.
I was surprised to see a new brush in my pencil case.
To be precise, it is a newly made brush.
He used his old pen holder, and as soon as he started using it, he knew it was a ponytail...
The smile at the corners of Yan Huaiwen's eyes and brows gradually deepened, causing his entire face to become lively and gentle.
…
The land beside the Yanjia River can be planted today.
Yan Laoer is not in a hurry at all.
He asked Sanbao to secretly sprinkle water on the fields last night.
It's so convenient to have a cow with a head that can suck water and spray water.
In order to prevent the secret from being exposed, he assigned his eldest nephew and niece to work on the two plots of land close to the village.
Then he took his wife, daughter, and three treasures to meet Grandma Rong in the fields.
When we arrived at the end of the field, Grandma Rong was digging the furrows.
Yan Laoer pinched a handful of dirt, clenched his fist and opened it again.
He chuckled: "Look, how well you can control the humidity. You are worthy of the Three Treasures. You are really a good hand at plowing and farming."
Sanbao mooed, as if responding to him.
Yan Yu stretched out his hand, Sanbao lowered his head and let Red Boy touch its bull's head.
"Well done Sanbao!" Yan Yu praised loudly.
Sanbao mooed again, slightly elongating the sound.
Li Xuemei called out to Lady Rong.
Grandma Rong immediately put down her work and came over.
"Do we need to soak our seeds?" Li Xuemei asked her.
Aunt Rong nodded, stretched out her hand, took the vegetables from Mr. Yan's hand, and looked at them carefully.
Fingers flicked through it quickly.
Yan Laoer saw what she was doing and quickly shouted to stop: "Alas, the differences are so clear, so they have to be mixed together and planted together. Other people also mix them together, so it's not like that for our family to single them out."
Grandma Rong stopped and mixed the seeds together again.
The three members of this family imitated Grandma Rong's example in making rows. Although it wasn't straight, it didn't hurt.
Grandma Rong soaked the seeds in water, put her fingers in it, and the water surface rippled slightly...
Yan Yu was stunned.
Is this...heating?
After the excess water was poured out, the seeds took a morning sunbath.
She grabbed another handful of soil, rubbed it finely with her hands, and mixed it with the vegetable seeds.
After that, without relying on the hands of three people, he completed the work of sowing seeds.
Cover lightly with soil.
Sowing of vegetable seeds is completed.
Three people watched the whole process.
To be honest, it's not that they don't want to do it, but they are afraid that they won't do it well.
Look at Auntie Rong, the graceful waving of her wrists, the gentle movement of covering the soil, relaxed, freehand and standardized.
Compared with other people, they seem to be only qualified to do some 'rough work'...
Ahem, the main reason is that they attach great importance to this vegetable field. The more they attach importance to it, the less they dare to get started easily for fear of making mistakes.
As for the five acres of land allocated to Aunt Rong, there is no need to worry. They have taken care of it long ago. Aunt Rong is very concerned about the several pieces of land designated as "vegetable gardens".
Of course, in addition to the vegetable garden, there are also domestic sheep and chickens.
None of Yan Laoer's family thought of feeding the sheep, but Grandma Rong did.
He picked out a basket of grass and cut it on the side and carried it back.
After feeding the sheep, Grandma Rong glanced at the four new little roosters, picked one, grabbed it, and tied it to the four old hens.
Yan Laoer:......
Li Xuemei:......
Yan Yu:……
Once they understood it, they felt it was so magical.
This is for old hens...
Laying eggs...hatching chicks...
Chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, endlessly.
Grandma Rong is great, she is indeed a home service robot, she takes care of this small family clearly.
The service was excellent!
This chapter has been completed!