The next morning, Mao knew about their plan and insisted on going with them, carrying her backpack. Then Xiangye wanted to go too.
In the end, Fang Ya, who had insisted on going with him all night, was finally left behind to accompany Gu Shengmo. The two were told not to make any noise and not to go out.
Moreover, they locked the door before leaving, and only then did they leave with peace of mind.
By the time we reached the potato field, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The roots have already turned yellow, but you can still tell that they are potatoes.
Fortunately, there are potatoes under the ground, but they are smaller and fewer than last year.
After a few trips back and forth, they were done. Altogether, they only filled seven backpacks, nearly half as much as last year.
I originally planned to give Fang Qiang three backpacks, but he said he didn't want anything and only took two backpacks, saying that there were few people in his family.
Mao thought about it and secretly sent another basket to Mrs. Du.
After living together for so long, everyone is as close as a family, so no one objects to helping the old woman who is like a real grandmother.
And so, winter finally arrived and endless snow began to fall.
Fortunately, due to its popularity in the past two years, anyone who can afford it has a kang. Otherwise, I would not be able to survive this winter.
The water in the wells increased, and some people, unwilling to queue for water, melted snow to use.
The image of people being slovenly was redeemed, and every household had access to bath water, a luxury they had never experienced before.
When the snow stopped, Ye Erniang came once and brought some meat. When she left, she also took some potatoes and pickled vegetables.
Mao and the others had originally wanted to keep her with them, so she wouldn't feel unsafe in the county town alone, but Ye Erniang was used to being alone, so she politely declined.
I thought the snow had reached its peak at this level, but I didn't expect that the next few days would bring an unprecedented snowstorm.
The two-day and three-night snowstorm swept away most of the houses in Kongshan Village.
Dozens of houses collapsed. Some were crushed to death because they didn't have time to escape. Others froze to death.
Fang Qiangda and Fang Ya had already helped Old Lady Du knock on the door.
Mao wrapped himself up like a polar bear before opening the door:
"Hey, it's so cold, why are you here? Ah! Aunt Du, what happened to you? How are you injured?"
As he said this, he quickly welcomed them into his room and let Aunt Du lie on the kang.
Fang Qiangcai sat down shivering. He was only wearing the thin jacket he usually wore at home, and only now that he had recovered did he feel the cold.
He rubbed his hands and said:
"I was worried your house might collapse too! But I see there's quite a lot of snow on the roof, so to be on the safe side, I'll go up and sweep it up later!"
"What do you mean? Your house collapsed?"
Fang Qiang smiled bitterly and said:
"Yes, it collapsed. We were planning to reinforce it this year. Not only ours, but all the older houses in the village have collapsed. Many people have been crushed to death."
Mrs. Du, who was lying on the kang, wiped away her tears:
"It's a good thing this kid came to see me. Otherwise, I would have confessed my mistake. I'm already so old, I've lived enough. Why would you save me? It's just a waste of food."
Mao was unhappy.
"Auntie Du, what are you talking about? Life is given by God. Since you were saved by Qiangzi, it means your fate is not over. You can live here without worry. My yard was newly built and it's very solid. Fortunately, Xier insisted on making trouble for the brick house."
Wen Xi, who was holding Fang Ya's hand to keep her warm, said that it was really a misunderstanding and that she didn't know that such a disaster would happen at that time.
Fang Qiang scratched his head a little embarrassedly:
"This is really troublesome. Auntie, can you just lend me one of the adobe houses on the side?"
"What are you talking about, silly child? That adobe house has never been lived in since it was built. There's nothing in it. You'll freeze to death if you live in it in this weather. Just live in the main house. You and Mo'er will share a room. Xiaoya will go to Wenxi's room. Aunt Du can live in my room. It'll be easier to take care of her."
In the end, no matter how Fang Qiang and Old Lady Du refused, Mao refused to give in. Xiang Ye even started moving bedding into their rooms.
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