On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the seemingly endless snow finally stopped.
What surprised Li Shan was that he originally thought he would see lifeless villagers and weeping villagers... But in fact, the whole village was lively and bustling, with smiles everywhere on the streets.
The reason is also very simple.
This snowstorm caused severe damage to various places in Jingzhao. After the heavy snow stopped, the Chang'an Order sent people to count. In the villages within 20 miles around Chang'an alone, more than 2,000 people died of the cold.
As for houses collapsing, hands and feet freezing, cattle and sheep freezing to death...it happened in almost every village, and it was much more serious than Zhujiagou.
In Zhujiagou, only six people died, and they were all refugees who moved here last year. The remaining lightly and seriously injured people all survived after Li Shan's diagnosis and treatment.
The collapsed houses were meant to be demolished and rebuilt after spring, but now we have saved a lot of effort.
The Li family bought all the frozen cattle and sheep at the original price, and each family gave them extra gifts. Although they were not worth much, they made Zhu feel very satisfied.
The earthen stove that Li Shan made years ago also helped a lot. Not every household may have one, but every household has a brazier.
Mrs. Zhu clearly felt that in Zhujiagou, her son had already kept his word.
"Smiling so happily?" Li Shan stopped in the south of the village, looking at the smiling villagers in the distance and wondering. The south of the village was full of refugees, six died and more than ten were lightly or seriously injured.
Xiaoman on the side muttered: "A heavy snowfall... Lang Jun promised to rebuild their house for them, so he is naturally happy."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Lang." Mo Xiang whispered from the other side: "Although there were casualties, we were displaced and fortunately, Mr. Lang took us in..."
Li Shan nodded slightly. Indeed, these refugees all came from Hedong. Originally, most of them were strangers. Six of them died. This emotion was enough to be suppressed by the joy of rebuilding the house.
But for Li Shan, the cost is not high. He has already considered firing green bricks... I don't think he can do it. Well, I actually don't understand.
But it is not difficult to make red bricks. Qi Laoliu has two guys named Tan, who are from Xingzhou. They have helped the father in the execution kiln and know how to burn the kiln.
The raw materials are also simple. Li Shan checked nearby. Just to the west of Ritan, there is a large piece of clay. He can beat it into a mold, add coal powder, dry it in the shade, and then bake it in the kiln... But the climate is not good now, so I'm afraid it will take a long time.
It can only be dried in the shade after spring.
After walking along the south side of the village for a while and going around the ancestral hall, Li Shan was still thinking about how the wine shop in the West Market was doing, when suddenly a snowball flew over and hit Li Shan on the head.
"Mr. Lang!"
Mo Xiang stopped in front of Li Shan. Xiaoman bent down, grabbed a snowball and threw it over, "Little stone... don't run away!"
Seven or eight children ran away laughing and joking. Li Shantong was so excited that he pinched a snowball and ran forward. He threw it hard and hit the little stone in the neck.
"Uh, why don't you hide?"
"If I hit Da Lang, if I don't hit him back... my parents will beat me when I get home."
Li Shan was speechless. He couldn't even have a snowball fight... Then he could only stand aside and watch helplessly as more and more children split into two parties and started a snowball fight.
There were many children in the village, there were dozens originally, dozens of refugees were brought here, and there were more than a dozen who came from Hebei, but they were clearly differentiated. One side was led by Ling Jing’s grandson Liuhao, and the other was headed by Ling Jing’s grandson Liuhao.
Headed by Little Stone.
Snowballs were flying in the air, and the sharp screams reminded me from time to time that Bianji and seven or eight young novices suddenly rushed into the battle group, and were beaten hard by both sides.
Li Shan took a few steps forward, and Liu Hao put his hands on his hips and shouted... It's shameless for an adult like you to have a snowball fight with us!
Then I'll go and have a snowball fight with Su Dingfang?
My brain is almost flooded!
You won’t play with me!
Then I won’t take you to play!
Unhappy, Li Shan took his two maids to the east end of the village, found a piece of snow that had not been ruined, and rolled a super big snowball... Well, I didn't want to roll it so big, but I always felt it wasn't enough.
The circle turns out to be bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger.
Mo Xiang and Xiao Man stood aside and watched stupidly, watching Li Shan roll another smaller snowball and then move it to the big snowball to build it.
Well, of course there is no such thing as being a snowman in this era.
When Li Shan started dressing up enthusiastically, the two little girls gradually saw the clues.
Take black charcoal to make the eyes and nose, draw slanted black lines to make the mouth, put on a red scarf, insert a long stick to make the arms, with the head of the stick pointing diagonally towards the sky, and finally put on a broken straw hat, with a slightly
The cartoon-like snowman is now ready.
Xiaoman clapped his hands and made love, his delicate little face flushed with excitement. Although Mo Xiang was quiet, she also looked at the snowman happily.
This was originally the entrance to the village. At first, only a few passing villagers looked over curiously. Gradually, more and more people came, and many young wives boldly came over.
Li Shan took two steps back with satisfaction, and suddenly a pair of fat hands hugged his thighs.
"Uncle, uncle, help me make one!"
Li Shan ruthlessly and resolutely took away Liu Hao's hand, "You didn't let me play with you just now, now you expect me to play with you?"
"He, Li Huairen, claims to put benevolence and righteousness first, but now he doesn't take you with him."
"You're just a down-and-out country scholar who clings to the Wang family of Taiyuan and the Li family of Longxi. Once you gain power and become famous in Shandong, who will care about you?"
"Perhaps he will still care about the Li family in Longxi, but you are just a branch of the Wang family in Taiyuan, and you are not valued by your aunt... You have helped me in every possible way, but now he doesn't take you with him."
In the small house, Wang Renyou said this in a mocking tone.
"Clear as water, strong as fire, it is truly a rare wine in the world." Wang Renyou sneered: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin, Prime Minister Chen Zicong, and the Duke of Ande County all praised this wine as being as famous as Sanlejiang."
"Ninth Brother, do you know how much a box of two small bottles of wine costs in the West Market?"
"As a descendant of the Wang family in Taiyuan, you also introduced the descendants of the Li family in Longxi to Li Huairen, but it's just a Dongshan restaurant..."
"The fourth brother came to visit today, specifically to sow discord." Wang Renbiao said in a positive tone: "I, the Wang family of Taiyuan, pass down the family classics and righteousness. I am not a merchant family. I use money to keep my descendants."
Wang Renbiao knew very well that although the wine would definitely make a lot of money, the man in front of him was favored by Princess Tong'an and was a leader of the younger generation in the clan. He was not short of money, but he just hated Li Shan deeply.
Since the incident in Changlepo, the Qin Prince's descendants have frequently made trouble for Wang Renyou... Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baolin and others who are not familiar with it dare not do anything, but the Changsun family, the Gao family, the Qiu family, etc. are either famous or close.
Long Yimai, Zhan Li, was so polite that he even stabbed Princess Tong'an once.
Originally, Wang Renyou was well-known in Beijing, but now, although he is not considered a street rat, he is still looked down upon...but that enemy suddenly became famous and praised in Hebei.
This almost made Wang Renyou furious.
"That's all..."
"Fourth brother, walk slowly."
Wang Renyou rolled up his sleeves and left with a darkened face. Wang Renbiao looked at his wife Li who came out of the inner room and said, "It's okay."
"Li Langjun..." Mrs. Li felt a little uneasy.
"Huairen has already said hello to me about this." Wang Renbiao said with a smile, "I said that day that we would join hands and never abandon each other in this life."
Wang Renbiao and Li Kai followed Li Shan to Zhujiagou on the first day he arrived in Chang'an, and visited him twice after that. They were very aware of Li Shan's difficulties.
About half of the nearly three hundred people who came from Hebei to join Li Shan's family, such as Su Dingfang, Ling Jing and others, moved to Zhujiagou... That was also Li Shan's responsibility.
How much does it cost for so many people?
Li Kai and Wang Renbiao both had headaches for Li Shan privately.
Wang Renbiao smiled and remembered the two lines of poetry on the bottle of wine that was delivered to him. It was snowing in the evening, so I could have a glass of nothing... I have to ask clearly next time. Does Huairen also know a little bit about writing poetry?