Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

Ye Fu smiled, "You want to leave, why should I keep you?"

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Hui suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Fu, "Thank you for taking care of me all this time."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. The tattered clothes added a bit of sadness to his body. Due to long-term malnutrition, at the age of twelve, he was only seven or eight years old.

"In such a cold day, he didn't bring anything, so nothing will happen."

Peng Yu tugged at Peng Qiu's clothes and warned him not to speak, Peng Qiu was so frightened that he quickly shut up and looked at Ye Fu anxiously.

"Qi Yuan, take the dog and two people to a place three or four kilometers away in two hours, and you should be able to find him."

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Going to find him? Why?"

"Thanks to him, I discovered something, I can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

"Then why didn't you stop him when he left just now?"

"He wants to find the corpses of his grandma and Qian Hai, so let him find them."

Two hours later, Qi Yuan took Xu Ning and Zhuo Qing out and took a wolfhound with him.

The three of them rode for three kilometers. Led by the wolf dog, they found Yan Hui who was shivering in the cave.

Yan Hui was ill for a week after he was brought back to the farm. Ye Fu didn't have time to visit him. The reinforcement of the farm was imminent. Jiang Rong took people to the mountain five or six kilometers away to cut wood and branches.

Ye Fu led people to reinforce a wooden house above the pond on the farm, and the windows have been nailed with wooden boards.

Refugees from Tongcheng came to exchange supplies and asked Wan Tao why he wanted to strengthen the farm. Wan Tao could only fool him. He saw tigers in the mountains, and he was afraid that the tigers would go down the mountain to look for food, so he could only strengthen the farm.

When the refugees heard this, they thought of the scene where the tiger went down the mountain to eat people, and immediately went back to strengthen the house.

After Yan Hui recovered from his illness, he didn't see Ye Fu. Recently, Aunt Cui was taking care of him. Thinking of returning to the farm, he felt a little uneasy.

"Aunt Cui, where did she go?"

"You said the host, she is very busy, you take good care of your health, the host will ask you to come back, she is a good person, after you recover from illness, you will work with us."

"She's allowed me to stay here, hasn't she?"

Aunt Cui smiled, "Needless to say, when you have dinner later, you can go to Butler Song and ask him to arrange work for you."

Yan nodded, "I see, I will work hard, can I go out now?"

"Are you going to find the farm owner? She's not at the farm today, she went out to pull wood." Aunt Cui handed the medicine bowl to Yan Hui.

"This is the medicine given to you by the host. Drink it quickly, and your body will recover soon."

Yan Hui stared blankly at the dark Chinese medicine, his eyes were a little red, "Thank you, Aunt Cui."

Aunt Cui sighed, thinking of the bone soup still stewed on the stove, she hurried back to the kitchen.

In the afternoon, people who had been busy all day came back. Ye Fu took off his mask and took a breath of fresh air. Today's road was very difficult. The car got stuck in snowdrifts several times and almost fell off the cliff.

"Today is very dangerous, don't drive to pull logs tomorrow, the car can't go on the mountain road at all." Qi Yuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and now he still has lingering fear.

Ye Fu nodded, "Okay, I still have to go to the mountains for a few days, and I need to prepare at least five years' worth. Hurry up and bring the mammoth and horse back to the shed, add warm water and salt, and bring a few barrels over here."

Peng Fang immediately took the rope and led the mammoth away.

Ye Fu handed the cup to Jiang Rong, Jiang Rong took a sip of hot water, and the two went back to the cabin together.

During the meal, Ye Fu and Jiang Rong both went to the cafeteria because the work schedule for the next few days was to be issued.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Yan Hui helping out in the kitchen, Ye Fu looked him up and down.

Yan Hui was a little nervous, and his body stood stiffly in place.

"The clothes on your body don't fit you well, ask Butler Song to change them for you."

Officer Song has now been promoted to housekeeper, and Ye Fu is in charge of the big farm affairs, and he handles the small ones.

"Okay." Yan Hui's eyes lit up, and when he thought of something, he quickly lowered his head again, and Ye Fu couldn't help laughing with a trembling look.

"Aren't you very courageous before? Why have you become so timid after not seeing you for a few days?"

"Thank you for having someone come to me, I want to stay and work on the farm, is that okay?"

Ye Fu frowned, "Let Steward Song arrange it for you."

Yan Hui immediately found Officer Song, who asked him what he wanted, and Yan Hui wanted to stay in the kitchen to help, and he agreed.

The staple food on the table is steamed bread with thick noodles, stewed cassava vermicelli with cabbage and pork ribs with radish.

"The refugees in Tongcheng are all strengthening their houses. Someone came here today to change their machetes. I asked them. When they went to cut firewood, they found refugees from Taal. The other party told them that Taal was driving away refugees. A large number of refugees will migrate here, and the refugees in Tongcheng are also afraid that the refugees from Taal will snatch things when they come, so they unite to dig holes and make protective nets."

"It's a difficult day, and it's really sad to kill each other." Qi Yuan was furious.

"We live in Wuliang Mountain, which is relatively hidden, and the refugee village outside will suffer."

"I suggest that these refugees go to Qing Province, the situation there should be better."

Fang Ming sneered, "The people above all share information. Maybe Qing Province has already pulled up the protective fence. If the refugees can't reach Qing Province, they will freeze to death on the road."

"If it were me, I would go all out and grab a truck on the road." Wu Pei rarely expressed his opinion.

"The truck drivers have bodyguards and everyone has a gun."

"It's really hard to live. The sleet is really endless. It stops for a few days and then falls again, intermittently like diarrhea."

Ye Fu looked at the crowd, "In a few days, I will inform the refugees in Tongcheng. The road outside Tongcheng is bet to death. It is best to block it with snow and dig some traps. They will cooperate."

"Let me go and talk." Li Cheng volunteered.

Ye Fu nodded, "Okay, by the way, tell the refugees in Tongcheng that all the livestock on the farm died of illness, suspected of being infected by the flu virus, and there will be no exchange of supplies in the future."

"it is good."

After the meal, Ye Fu assigned tasks to everyone.

After ten days of continuous felling, the amount of wood accumulated was enough to burn for five years.

There are a lot of refugees in the surrounding mountains, most of them were driven here by Taal City. In order to avoid the cold and keep warm, the refugees dug a lot of holes in the mountains. Some people found the existence of the farm and brought their children to beg. Trade children for food, clothes and kindling.

"Now there are enough logs and branches, block the door with stones, and seal the road outside."

"Aren't we going out?"

Ye Fu shook his head, "Not going out for now."

Ye Fu said temporarily, it may be half a year, or it may be three or five years.

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