Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Su Yuncheng insisted that Lin Nianhe's back felt cold because he had caught a cold, and he poured her a big bowl of brown sugar water and drove her to sleep on the kang.He not only covered her with a quilt, but also pressed the military coat on the quilt.

Originally, Lin Nianhe wanted to make a development plan for the textile factory tonight, but she didn't want to wake up under the warm blanket.

Man, it really is a little fairy who affects her career.

After a good night's sleep, Lin Nianhe found her trapped in the house early the next morning.

The door is frozen.

She leaned on the window, and through the two layers of plastic sheeting inside and outside, she could only see a vast expanse of whiteness outside. It seemed that it snowed heavily last night.

After staying in the Shili brigade for a long time, Lin Nianhe's tense nerves gradually relaxed. She was used to all kinds of small sounds at night, and she would no longer be startled awake by a little sound.

Lin Nianhe wrapped himself into a ball, put on his gloves and hat before picking up the door bolt, and smashed it along the door frame.

The sound of ice cracking made one's teeth ache. Lin Nianhe felt the ice falling outside the door, but did not hear the sound.

No need to think about it, it must be that the snow outside is too thick, so that the sound of ice falling on the ground cannot be heard.

Lin Nianhe thought that the snow outside would be very heavy, but she never thought that the snow would be so heavy!

As soon as the door opened a crack, the knee-high snow from outside rushed in, covering Lin Nianhe's feet in an instant.

Accompanied by this, there was a wail from Wen Lan from the opposite door: "My vat!"

Lin Nianhe poked his head out, and at a glance, he saw that the large water tank at the door opposite had disappeared. Judging from the shape of the nearby snow, it should be broken.

Since the beginning of winter, the large water tank placed outside has been almost unusable.In the night of minus [-] degrees, the water in the tank can be frozen into ice cubes in one night, and it is useless even if you want to use it.

Fortunately, there is a well in the backyard, and the water is very convenient. The three of them were lazy and didn't move the water tank into the kitchen—it was also because their kitchen was too small to fit a large water tank.

Lin Nianhe was taken aback by Wen Lan, and quickly leaned out to look at the big water tank at his door.

It has been covered by half, but it still stands firmly in the severe cold and snow, without any tendency to crack.

It is indeed the water tank that she spent five yuan on!It is more durable than the door for two yuan!

Wang Shumei heard the sound, but didn't see the water tank, she was stunned: "Where is my tank?"

What about the tank?

What about such a big tank?
Lin Nianhe really couldn't hold it back, and took the blame: "I can't think about it, I blew myself up."

Probably because she was in such a good mood recently, when she said this, her tone was too cheerful, which made Wang Shumei and Wen Lan feel a little gloating.

"Girl, I'll beat you to death!"

Sister Lan screamed loudly, but fell into the snow as soon as she took two steps.

Lin Nianhe was immediately happy, and danced at the door of the house: "Come here, come here and hit me, alas, you can't make it through, just a little bit..."

Wen Lan: "...!"

Wang Shumei pulled Wen Lan out of the snow and said, "Nianhe, do you think spring won't come? Actually, you don't need to wait for spring, you will go to school soon!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

If it's just Wen Lan, then she won't be able to remember Kaichun even if she holds grudges, and she will forget about it in three hours at most.But with Wang Shumei... as long as this revenge is not avenged, she will have to remember it forever.

Lin Nianhe's hands froze in the air, she blinked her eyes, looked up at the sky, and muttered to herself as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Hey? Why did I come out? Am I not sleeping? Ah, it must be my sleepwalking attack again. Now, I have to go back and take some medicine..."

Wang Shumei: "..."

Wen Lan: "..."

As long as the mind does not slip, there are more solutions than difficulties.

Lin Nianhe managed to avoid a beating with a word of sleepwalking.

Wen Lan was still a little worried, and asked: "Meizi, is Hezi's sleepwalking serious? If you run out in the middle of the night without clothes, you must not freeze to death!"

Wang Shumei laughed at her clear stupidity: "Except for Lin Nianhe scolding herself, which sentence is true?"

Sister Lan thought about it for a long time, for a long time...and asked, "When did she ever scold herself?"

Wang Shumei: "..."

She regretted picking Wen Lan out just now.

At this moment, Sun Guanghui took a big broom and slowly drove over while sweeping snow on both sides.

He quickly raised his head and looked at Wang Shumei. He just grinned and suddenly wondered: "Shumei, where is your tank? Frozen and fried?"

Wang Shumei rolled her eyes angrily when she saw that he was so dumb as to which pot was not opened and which pot was being lifted: "Sweep your snow! Don't ask nonsense!"

Sun Guanghui didn't hear that Wang Shumei was angry at all, and smiled innocently: "Okay."

Wang Shumei: "..."

She is often out of tune with the people around her because they are too naive.

She... Let's go to Lin Nianhe, she found that she is not so unacceptable to her "sleepwalking".

……

The snow last night was exceptionally heavy. The shallow part did not exceed an adult's knee, and the deep part could directly bury the neck.

In such weather, it is impossible for the village primary school to go to school. He Aimin and Li Dahe made a phone call, and after discussing the closure of the village primary school, they began to worry about how to deliver the matches.

The ox carts would definitely be useless, and neither of their two brigades had horses or carriages, so delivery became a problem.This problem is not temporary, from now until the beginning of spring, this problem will always be there.If it weren't for the difficulty in delivery, the match factory would not have been persuaded to open a branch factory.

"Then carry the delivery on your back."

In the end, they decided so.

They are not afraid of the wind, the snow, the cold, the hardships and sufferings. As long as they can make money, what is it like to be a little bit tired?It is better to suffer and suffer than to go hungry.

Besides, they are already ready to use their legs to deliver goods after heavy snowfall, aren't they?
After Li Dahe notified the village school of the suspension of classes through the loudspeaker, he planned to go to the warehouse to take out the linoleum that had been prepared in advance.

It is not so easy to deliver goods on two legs. The matches have to be wrapped tightly to prevent them from getting wet with snow.

For winter deliveries, they not only prepared linoleum, but also straw mats, intending to use these two layers to protect the matches.As for the reduction in the number of matches a person can carry, it is out of the scope of consideration. Strength is the least valuable thing. If you carry less, then you will run two more times.

It was very strenuous to walk in the knee-deep snow. As soon as Li Dahe pulled one leg out of the snow nest, he heard bursts of laughter from afar.

Looking closely, it was a group of youngsters who got a broken door board from nowhere and were lying on it and sliding down the slope. Every time they slid down, there would be a cloud of snow fog and laughter.

The children in the village are like this, they can play with a wooden box for half a day.

"Little bunny."

Li Dahe cursed with a smile, and continued to pull out carrots by his trouser legs.

"Hey, it's back to me, get out of the way, my sister will show you Wuhen Treading Snow!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Dahe suddenly raised his head.

Then he saw Kid Wang, the first grader, jumping briskly, stepping on the door panel and swaying twice, standing on the door panel, he slid down!

Li Dahe's pupils constricted: "You son of a bitch!"