These people were lightly dressed and had nothing in their hands.
No matter old or young, no one knows how they will get through this winter.
But he didn't dare to be kind-hearted.
You must not get involved with this kind of person, or you'll get into trouble if you're not careful.
In the heavy snow, the family followed the village chief in front of them.
They were not walking very fast, but the snow was falling fast.
By the end, their shoes were soaked through by the snow on the road.
Seeing that it was snowing heavily, Li Aihua at home put on her hat and went outside to the poultry shed to drive the chickens and ducks into their nests to prevent them from freezing.
Especially those hens and ducks that can lay eggs.
You can make a lot of money by selling eggs in a month.
Li Aihua drove the chickens and ducks back, stood up, glanced around, then looked towards the village road and frowned.
Li Aihua went back to the eaves in confusion, hung up her hat, and shook off the snowflakes that had just touched her body.
When he entered the house, he shared with Hu Lin, who had just finished practicing martial arts and came out to drink water, "Girl, your godfather is coming to our side with a group of strange people."
"How strange is it?" Hu Lin blew a breath of hot air and took a sip of hot water.
“Looking at his clothes, he looks like a city dweller.
I saw that the men were wearing the same kind of clothes that the friends that Hu Fengfeng's husband found to help move the dowry wore when she got married a few years ago. ”
Li Aihua's words were a bit roundabout, and then she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
After Hu Lin heard this, his casual gaze fixed.
Then she stood up and stood outside the eaves holding the enamel cup.
At this time, Yang Jing and his family had already walked into a fork in the road.
Coming towards them.
Hu Lin looked at these people casually, just like a normal child watching a show.
At a certain moment, her eyes met with the boy walking at the end for a second.
Hu Lin narrowed his eyes.
Looks like a pretty person.
But that's not the point.
The point is that this person has a murderous look in his eyes that only comes from someone who has killed someone.
There was another middle-aged man as well.
The key point is that even in such a cold day, both the father and the son have their backs straight.
It's like a habit formed over the years, and I do it subconsciously.
Hu Lin became interested and looked at the others.
Old, strong, young and young, the whole family is alive.
There was a layer of snow on their bodies, on their eyebrows and eyelashes.
His nose and ears were frozen red, and his exposed hands were frozen gray and purple.
It can be seen that their situation is very bad.
Either now or in the coming winter.
"Girl, why are you standing under the eaves?
It’s so cold outside, go inside quickly. ”
Yang Jing and his men came closer and expressed their concern for Hu Lin.
“I’ll watch the snow for a while.
It's snowing so heavily at this time, I want to see if it will hail.
I've never seen what it looks like when hail falls. ”
Hu Lin replied and took a sip of water tactically.
She took the opportunity to glance at the family to see their attitude towards her words.
The people behind Yang Jing showed no expression when they heard this.
They were all immersed in their own world, following Yang Jing.
Hu Lin slowly took down the enamel cup. The water vapor rising from the enamel cup made her eyes a little hazy.
As a result, the wounds that appeared in her sight were covered with a layer of mist.
Hu Lin glanced at the young man's thin, upright back.
Her eyes fell on his hands hanging naturally.
There were small or cracked wounds on both knuckles.
The wound hasn't completely scabbed over yet.
The injury will not last more than a week.
The tiny wounds are made of glass.
Cracks...will appear whether you hit the wall or people, it's just a matter of time.
Which type is he?
"We're here. This is where you're going to live." Yang Jing stood in front of a few cows.
"How can people live in this place?"
The middle-aged man spoke, his tone filled with anger and embarrassment.
What Yang Jing did was simply humiliating them.
How could Yang Jing not hear it? He turned around and looked at them helplessly, "This is the arrangement from above. You are allowed to live here."
He is just a messenger, there is no point getting angry with him!
The middle-aged man heard this and sighed deeply.
"Do you have quilts and daily necessities?" The middle-aged man prepared himself mentally and spoke with difficulty.
"No." Yang Jing replied helplessly.
They are not educated youth and are not eligible for subsidies.
When the family heard this, they all looked sad.
Let them live here, just live with the cows.
There are no daily necessities yet.
How will they survive this winter?
"Can you help me buy it?" asked the tall boy standing at the back.
Yang Jing looked at the young man, opened his mouth, and felt a little embarrassed.
That sounds nice.
But in reality, it is no different from compulsory labor reform and the situation is even worse.
If you can avoid it, then avoid it.
"Or, you can take me to buy it." The boy seemed to understand the village chief's difficulties and changed his approach.
"Godfather, how can people live with animals?"
Before Yang Jing could answer, he heard Hu Lin interrupting.
A group of people looked to the right at Hu Lin, who was standing under the eaves.
Yang Jing immediately looked at Hu Lin with a bitter face, "Girl, go back quickly. Don't get involved."
This was the first time Yang Jing spoke to Hu Lin in a stern tone.
Hu Lin also understood why he did this, but that didn't mean she had to follow it.
“I’m just worried about freezing people to death, winter has just started.
If something goes wrong, you won’t be able to explain it. Hu Lin continued, somewhat childishly.
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