Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

The situation is pressing, Li and Wang can only temporarily truce.

Ding Laosan's money has already been obtained, and it will not be too late to discuss this issue after the compensation is paid.

And no matter who it is, as long as it is death, the compensation will be the same. Therefore, the men in the village helped the Ding family and the Xu family to claim many people.

There are still a lot of things waiting to be done in the village, and they have no spare time at all, and the visits to the casualties can only be done slowly in the future.

Therefore, the casualties are distributed in the village as a unit, and the distance is distributed.

Zhang Qi and others who are in good health and mental condition are in charge of the villages that are farther away, while Ding Xuewei's grandfather and grandson are in charge of the nearby ones.

"Grandpa, how about I go?"

For two days in a row, they, the villagers, never closed their eyes.

Now, physically and mentally exhausted.

"Let's go." Old man Ding waved his hand.

He is tired, but the baby in front of him is the same, things are going on, and no one can fall asleep: "Don't waste time, solve the matter earlier, and feel at ease earlier!"

Ding Xuewei invited too many people and gave too many benefits, and the earthquake was not caused by human factors, and the compensation was a matter of affection. After receiving their promise that they would compensate according to the circumstances, the casualties in every village were relieved to save their own. Care for the wounded and bury the dead.

Yuequan Village's active compensation is both surprising and exciting.

Unexpectedly, they sent the money to the door of the house immediately after, excited about such an opportunity to make a fortune.

100 taels, that's just not much in Ding Xuewei's opinion!

"It's impossible to build a house this year. Every family thinks it's better to build a simple wooden house for a temporary stay." When the last person was compensated, the man in charge of the village personnel followed in the footsteps of Ding Xuewei's grandparents and sent them out of the village. .

"Everyone is good at building wooden houses. We can go back to work in at most three days." The man tentatively.

Home reconstruction is important, but money is even more important.

If you have money, you can build a better house later.

The most important thing is that carpenters and plasterers are too nervous nowadays, they can't afford to hire people even if they want to take care of their families first!

Xu's family, Ding's family, and Yuequan village's households, how many fields are left to be reclaimed, the man knows.

Of course, this accident caused them too much loss, and they were really worried that they would not be able to cultivate.

"Don't be too tired, the house will be done in the past." Ding Xuewei said that work can continue.

She didn't say anything about resting for a few more days. She knows what the common people need most now.

The man nodded in surprise, grateful: "We will pay attention."

"Go ahead." Ding Xuewei waved her hands and got on the horse.

The man took a few steps back to make way, and did not leave in a hurry, he watched the carriage go away gratefully.

When Ding Xuewei's grandfather and grandson went to the village to transfer ownership with the men of various families, the women in the village were not idle.

The first step is to strengthen the fence and bring home the poultry that can be caught, followed by the rescue of property and grain.

Compared with the laborers, and even most of the families in the city, the people in the village felt relaxed during the earthquake.

Each family has built a warehouse wooden house, so there is no need to worry about accommodation.

Influenced by Ding Xuewei's idea of ​​"do it once, use it for three years, make it frizzy, and repair it every day", Ding Xuewei made everything from the large barn to the small poultry fence very strong.

During the earthquake, the houses collapsed and the courtyard walls collapsed. These wooden fences and fences, which are completely connected by mortise and tenon like warehouses, were damaged, but not much.

No, most people's poultry has been so hungry that they yelled when they saw people for the past two days, and the problem of being killed or injured, or running away is not a big problem.

Ding Xuewei's barn is even more so.

After going around in a circle, Mrs. Xu and Mr. Wu took Xu Jiang and Qingyin Lingshan straight to Zhang Qi's house.

When Ding Xuewei's grandfather and grandson came back, a group of children, led by Mrs. Xu, Mr. Wu and Aunt Zhang Qi, unearthed a lot of food and clothing.

Everyone knows which is more important, and the rescue is proceeding in an orderly manner.

When all the men who went out to pay the money returned, the daily necessities of each family were basically rescued.

Don't worry about rice and grain, don't worry about clothes and bedding, and everything else is nothing.

On this day, everyone rested very early, and the sky darkened, and many people fell asleep.

Aftershocks, shocks, they can't feel it at all.

After a good night's sleep, the old, young, women and children who had a satisfactory sleep continued to excavate, and another earthquake forced the men who kept vigil to lie down peacefully.

"I advise you to take a look at the fields first." Elder Yang, who was forced to guard Ding Xuewei overnight, had a lot of meaning.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, Ding, who was about to get into the car, twitched his eyelids.

From yesterday to this morning, the old man always had a strange and unpredictable look on his face.

Asked several times in succession, but did not speak.

At this moment, Ding Xuewei couldn't help but wonder if something happened to Madam Xie and the others.

Those three who went to the city were supposed to come back in the afternoon when the earthquake happened!
Now, it is the third day after the earthquake.

It doesn't matter if they are missing, but Zhang and Xia have no news at all.

"Uncle Wang, you and Uncle Xiao..."

Ding Xuewei was not only concerned about them, but also Miss An and Wu shopkeepers and everyone in the garden.

Without hesitation, she handed over the job of going to the city to find someone.

Although Mr. Yang is often unreasonable, arrogant, and arrogant, he is not a blind and unreasonable person, and it must be a big problem that can make him care and remind him.

Ding Xuewei is both curious about this issue that can attract Mr. Yang's attention, and also afraid of the uncontrollable situation.

"Master~"

Amidst the complex expressions of old man Ding, Mrs. Xu, old Wu and the children, Ding Xue ran towards old man Yang.

That face is like a dog seeing a bone, seeing the emperor's wife, supervisor.

Impatient and obsequious.

"Master, you've been tired all night, this disciple will give you a shoulder squeeze."

She hadn't seen this old thing since she came back from the city until yesterday evening.

Originally thought that he was looking for someone for himself, but unexpectedly wandered around the village.

"Master, what do you think of this strength?"

Ding Xuewei, who was massaging her shoulders for someone, had a smile at 99 degrees, a smiling face that could roast a person in three seconds, and a show of dog legs.

Elder Yang, who had seen her as tough and self-respecting as a bow, felt nothing.

"Master, it takes me a lot of time to go around such a large area of ​​land, why don't you tell me?"

He already saw the problem, so why did he let her see it? Wouldn't it be nice to just say it?

Ding Xuewei felt that unnecessary wasted time should not be wasted.

Elder Yang has no intention of opening his mouth at all.

After glancing at it faintly, he began to enjoy it with peace of mind.

"Master?"

"Master?"

"Master, your apprentice is almost dying."

Seeing that the boss was going to be confused, and he didn't take himself seriously at all, Ding Xuewei retracted his expression, twitched his hand, turned his back and left.

"Grandpa, grandma, Mr. Wu, you go to Uncle Zhang Qi's house first, I will come as soon as I go."

"I'll go with you." Old Man Ding and Mrs. Xu exchanged glances, then followed Ding Xuewei's pace.

The problems in this field will not be minor.

Small problems are not worth asking Mr. Yang at all. (end of this chapter)