Besides, although he was retired from the military, he was very familiar with the atmosphere in the army. In such disasters, rescue is essential.
Once their troops left, this path was cleared.
He was in a rush.
However, this incident was sudden, and he didn't know the severity of the disaster in different areas or the extent of snow accumulation on the roads. He couldn't guarantee that it wouldn't affect his later supply, which is why he wanted to go and see for himself.
The snow fell for a day and two nights, and finally cleared up on the morning of the third day.
As soon as the door was opened, a blast of cold air hit the door. The courtyard was covered in a thick layer of smoke, but for the villagers, the fact that it had stopped was a good thing; at least the disaster wouldn't worsen.
If things don't stop, Liu Weimin will have to go pray to the Buddha and his ancestors in the middle of the night to see if he has offended any deities.
Liu Jianshe was injured, so he had to lead a group of people out to arrange for the villagers to clean up the mess.
The soil is definitely frozen solid this season, but fortunately, most of the damage is to the roofs and the upper parts of the walls have collapsed, while the lower parts and foundations are still intact. Even though they know it's not the right season to break ground, they can only take advantage of the midday sun to build up the usable adobe bricks.
Winter has just begun here, and the cold days are yet to come. If the soil were still the same thickness as before, it would definitely freeze before it dries out.
They all understood this principle, so when Liu Weimin said that the outer walls would be built as firewalls, no one complained. After all, these were places they wanted to live in, and who would want to live in someone else's house when they could go home?
Whether it's crowded or not is another matter. There are still more than two months until the New Year. It will take more than four months until the ground thaws in spring. They will have to stay in other people's homes for such a long time. It will be more tiring than going home now, but compared to that, they will have inexhaustible energy.
A third of the houses in the village collapsed, and more than a dozen people were injured by wild boars, all of whom were able-bodied men. The rebuilding process is not very fast at the moment, but with elderly people wandering around the site and giving pointers from time to time, it is not a big problem.
Now, it's Liu Weimin and Liu Aiguo, along with several other village officials, who are scratching their heads in frustration.
"The greenhouses are saved, but what about the vegetables?"
I wonder when that car will arrive?
Are we just going to wait like this?
The greenhouse is an important source of income for the village, much more valuable than chicken butts, so the villagers on duty take it seriously and clean it promptly, leaving almost no snow accumulation on it.
It was also lush and green inside.
Normally, they would be overjoyed, but now they're stuck. They have the gift, and they guess the other party needs it too, but they just can't bring themselves to give it to them.
“I went to check, and there was nothing to block the wind on the road. It was all just drifting in the wind. There were patches and sections on the road, and it was hard to put your feet down. The soldiers ran back and forth twice and trod out a pretty wide path. I reckon that if there are still those big trucks over there, they can probably get in.”
Xiao Wu led a team to help the village clean up the ruins. It wasn't the right season; with the snow covering the ground and the temperature dropping and freezing, the mud and thatched roofs and walls, even if they had collapsed, were frozen solid when piled together, making it very difficult to work even with tools.
I simply walked back and forth twice and saw that in a short time, those people's hands became red and swollen from the cold, and they would occasionally breathe on them to warm them up.
The village was small and there weren't many people. Xiao Wu's team only had about twenty people. When it was time to eat, they would sit down on the spot and eat their dry rations.
Having caught several more wild boars, Liu Weimin wasn't stingy. He cooked two pots of bone broth in the village office courtyard. There wasn't much meat, but he figured it would be good to warm them up. In their eyes, those young soldiers were about the same age as their own children—how could they bear to do that?
No matter how much they shouted, they wouldn't respond, repeating things like "we won't take a single needle or thread from the masses" in a very formal and authoritative manner.
Liu Weimin and the others had no choice but to ask her to persuade them, since they thought it would be easier for her to get to know them.
"Tell them, I'm afraid they won't take it. There's no meat in it, and the soup isn't anything special either, it's practically just plain water. Tell me, what's wrong with drinking some hot water on such a cold day?"
She simply sighed. She was not unaware of the stubbornness of people in this era, especially their belief that it was only natural to dedicate everything to the country and the people.
Of course, the same lofty and inviolable mission and belief also apply to modern armies.
Although she understood, seeing them stubbornly eating cold rations made Jian Dan feel bad, and she didn't think she could change their stubbornness.
After frowning and thinking for a while, he finally asked the two children.
"You're more familiar with Brother Wu and the others, do you have a solution?"
Cheng Rui scratched his head.
"Should I go and try to persuade them?"
Cheng An shook his head.
“They’re all stubborn. They say they won’t take a single needle or thread from the people, and that means they definitely won’t.”
I looked at Jian Dan, then at Liu Weimin.
"Uncle, will my sister get a share of the wild boar we hunted yesterday?"
"Yes, yes, we've been busy cleaning the house today and are planning to divide the meat tonight. There will definitely be some for your sister and your older brother."
Jian Dan seemed to understand what Cheng An meant.
Meeting his gaze, Cheng An nodded in agreement, a subtle smile playing on her lips. She felt a sense of relief and spoke with more confidence.
"Uncle, then let's do it this way. Give our share to my brother and my sister."
I went to talk to Brother Xiao Wu and said that at this time, we are not considered ordinary people. In terms of personal relationships, they are visiting friends' homes, so isn't it normal to have a meal?
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