Jiang Huaixu asked Jiang Zhou, who was sitting on the doorstep, lost in thought, "Cousin Zhou, why are you here? Where's your father?"
"He was called away by the village head early in the morning and hasn't come back yet." Jiang Zhou said depressedly.
Jiang Huaixu knew what Jiang Zhou was depressed about. Ever since she made the suggestion last time, Jiang Zhengmao kept Jiang Zhou and Jiang Erlang together every day and asked Jiang Erlang to teach him more, which showed that he had high hopes for him.
"Oh." Jiang Huaixu responded, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Uncle might be back. Don't let him catch you slacking off here."
Jiang Zhou stood up suddenly, looked around frantically, and asked as he looked, "Are you lying to me?"
His father must have listened to someone's slander, but he kept him under house arrest all day long and kicked him whenever he saw him outside.
His mother took away his money, and his father became even more strict. His life was even more miserable than Jiang Sanlang's!
"If you don't believe it, forget it!" Jiang Huaixu didn't say anything more to him and turned back along the same route.
I glanced at the newly arrived refugees from afar. There were about a hundred of them, and they looked even worse off than when they first arrived. It was freezing cold, and some of them were barely clothed. The children there had frostbite on their hands and faces, and they looked incredibly thin. Some had legs so thin they looked like they would break with every step.
The refugee who was talking to the head of the village and Jiang Zhengmao was a young man. He looked shabby and thin, but he spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly. One could tell he was polite just by looking at his appearance.
The resettlement method for the new refugees was the same as that for Jiang Huaixu and his group. After the village head left early, it became Jiang Zhengmao's job.
Jiang Huaixu looked at the refugees for a while, then looked at the sky, and decided not to stay outside any longer.
"Second cousin, is it going to rain?" Jiang Rong asked Jiang Huaixu in a childish voice.
Jiang Huaixu poked Jiang Rong's cheek and said with a smile: "It's going to snow, not rain. Snow~flowers~"
It rarely snowed in Huai'an Prefecture in the past, so Jiang Rong didn't have a very clear understanding of snow.
Jiang Rong tilted her head and thought for a moment, then happily ran around the yard, "It's raining flowers!"
As they were shouting, snowflakes began to fall down, and it was obvious that it was a heavy snow.
Jiang Huaixu brought Jiang Rong back to the house and called out to Shi Tao and the others who were still setting up the shed, "Uncle Fugui, Brother Shi, it's snowing! Let's wait until the weather clears up before setting up again. A day or two won't be a big deal!"
“Just a little bit…”
Seeing that everyone was unwilling to leave, Jiang Huaixu had no choice but to say, "I think the snow is coming down hard. What if the structure collapses again? Let's wait and see!"
Jiang Fugui and his companions thought it made sense, so they went home.
After it was completely dark, the carriage that went to the county town returned in the wind and snow, with only Jiang Boliang, Qi Dafu and Li Ergou on board.
Jiang Boliang brushed off the snow and said, "Second Grandma and the others stayed in the county town. It's snowing heavily, so it's not convenient for them to come back."
The family's hearts finally settled down.
"Dad, are you hungry? Li Niang has prepared dinner in the back." Jiang Dalang asked.
"What are you hungry for? I'm not." Jiang Boliang waved his hand and asked, "Why did I see a fire in the empty house to the south? Who came to the village?"
"The dozen or so new refugee families look very poor. It's snowing right after they arrived. I don't know if they can make it through the night."
Jiang Boliang thought of the scene when this group of people first arrived, and sighed in his heart, "Let's give them the old quilts that we have put away. We will be from the same village from now on, and we will see each other every day. Let's make friends with them first."
Jiang Dalang responded and went about his business.
Jiang Boliang looked around and asked Jiang Huaixu, "Where's your second brother?"
"He's still studying by lamplight!" Jiang Huaixu said. "He grabbed some bread and some vegetables for dinner and went back inside. It's not an exaggeration to say he's working himself to the bone."
She felt a little guilty when she said this. Jiang Erlang worked so hard because of her. Jiang Erlang had no good teacher and had to rely on his own understanding. She had not learned the Four Books, so she could only find some books for him to read in the mall. Once he started reading, he couldn't stop.
Jiang Boliang was both relieved and worried, "I can't go blind by reading at night."
"Yes, yes, Dad, go talk to my second brother."
Jiang Boliang stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and said to the little girl, "Doctor Kang asked me to tell you that Manager Pei intends to make you the chief doctor of the Qingnang Clinic..."
Speaking of which, Jiang Boliang was quite proud. Which daughter could become a doctor at the age of nine like hers?
The only one in the world!
"Manager Pei has been asking him for a long time. He knows you're busy, so he could have put it off for a while. But now that he can't put it off any longer, he's asking me to ask you. Think about it for a while, and then I'll answer him when you've made up my mind."
Jiang Huaixu was somewhat interested in being a doctor in a clinic, as she could earn a lot of points. Unfortunately, she was currently busy setting up a shed to try to grow peppers, potatoes, etc., and was unable to spare the time.
"Dad, please help me push it first. I won't be going to the county town these days. I'll just stay at home."
Jiang Boliang didn't ask any more questions and walked out of the main room.
"Second cousin, we've all washed. When will you teach us to read?" Jiang Fu poked her head out from the east room.
"I'll be right there."
The snow had fallen for two days straight, with no sign of stopping. Jiang Huaixu stood at the door, watching the sky, realizing it was another natural disaster. She complained to Fu Tuan, "Natural disasters keep coming. Are you trying to drive the people of this era to death? Then, will you let me rule the world on my own?"
[Host, please don't wrongly accuse me. I didn't cause the natural disasters of this era. I just predicted it! Predicted it!!]
【Can’t you tell me?】
Futuan shook the hair on his head into waves, [Absolutely not.]
Jiang Huaixu sighed and was about to go into the house to warm himself by the fire, but a figure appeared outside the house.
“Ahh.”
Jiang Yao saw that Jiang Huaixu was both afraid and happy. She stepped on the thick snow, stumbled and ran in the snow, and handed the thing in her hand to Jiang Huaixu.
Jiang Huaixu took a look and saw that it was the radish pickled by his aunt. The pickles she made were delicious and she would send some every time. As for why it was Jiang Yao who sent it, needless to say, it was to improve her favor.
I don't know if she is stupid or smart, but every time Jiang Zhengmao and Zhao Chunfang asked them to deliver something to her house, Jiang Yao would come to deliver it in person. If she refused to give it to other people, they would find her and deliver it to her.
Jiang Huaixu knew what she meant. She just wanted him to cure her muteness.
She took the small jar of pickled vegetables and said, "Thanks. Let's go back."
The expectant light in Jiang Yao's eyes dimmed in an instant. She responded and turned to leave.
"It's not impossible to help you."
Jiang Huaixu's words made her stop immediately and look back with longing in her eyes.
"But there are conditions. Come back to me tomorrow and I'll explain it to you in detail."
Jiang Yao nodded hurriedly and almost jumped up with excitement.
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