Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan came back very late that night.
"The third master brought back a group of disaster victims from Gufeng." Yan Huaiwen said.
The number of people is a bit large, and the follow-up resettlement work is very cumbersome.
The overall condition of these people is very bad. One by one, the thin ones are about to collapse, and they staggered to the tiger's crouch, feeling that they will fall down at any time and never stand up again.
Liang Manshan is especially empathetic.
Without Yan Xiucai and his group, they would be worse than these people.
Lost luggage, lost household registration, even lost children...
Lost with family members, some family members died on the way...
Each one is a human tragedy.
The tears had already dried up, and I couldn't even cry, and my mouth was hoarse like two stones rubbing against each other.
Looking dull, speaking incoherently...
You can apply all the words about trance to them.
Yan Er Er asked: "How will they be settled?"
"The people should be dispersed and dispersed to various towns and villages." Yan Huaiwen replied.
These people can’t build their own houses, and they can’t open up wasteland in the short term. Someone needs to help them rebuild their lives.
"Will it be arranged near us?" Yan's second child asked again.
Liang Manshan shook his head and said, "No, we have just settled down."
But Yan Huaiwen has a different opinion: "Not necessarily, our old man is delicate and kind to others. If we start from the point of being more beneficial to the victims of the disaster and place them near us, these people can get rid of their grief faster and calm their minds."
Yan Yu also nodded seriously.
In other words, it is the dawn of their hope, allowing them to see a bright future and to ignite their enthusiasm for life.
No matter what, it still depends on Master Tian's mind.
"From tomorrow onwards, Man Shan and I will stay in the government office until all the victims of the disaster are registered." Yan Huaiwen said: "There are only old, weak, women and children left in the Liang family. Help me to see these."
"Don't worry, brother."
Yan Lao Er said to Liang Manshan: "Our two families face each other across an open space. The yard is not up yet, and you can see it when you look up. Manshan, if you have anything to do, please tell the old man to be polite, shout, and I will take a few steps." almost there."
At night, when the family members were all asleep, Yan’s second child cut the horse’s tail with scissors by the light of the torch.
Because it is the first time to do it, I am worried that I will not do well.
He cut it as long as a finger, tied it carefully, trimmed one end neatly, and cut the other end a little bit, trying to find a suitable length and shape.
The eyes were all stared straight, and it was hard to make a shape that looked like an ordinary brush.
Yan Laoer encountered difficulties again when he stuffed the ponytail into the pen holder.
The amount of tail is a bit too much, I can't fit it in...
He thought about it, but he was not in a hurry to untie it and tie it again.
Instead, he took a long ponytail and tied it again vigorously, making it firm and slimming down.
barely squeezed into the pen barrel.
Yan Laoer himself laughed very happily, but he couldn't laugh out loud. The whole person seemed to be performing a pantomime, and it was quite scary to watch at night.
Rinse the ponytail pen in water, and it feels okay.
Tried it with his fingers again, but he didn't know what kind of feel was good. According to his standards, this pen is perfect if it doesn't shed any hair.
Sneakily stuffed it into Lao Yan's pencil case.
Yan Er Er, who did a good deed without leaving a name, yawned and fell asleep.
Before dawn, Yan’s family didn’t know which one of the four newly bought roosters it was. They clucked twice but didn’t dare to yell.
Yan Huaiwen was the first to wake up. After washing up, he first checked the things he wanted to bring.
This is a habit he has developed for many years. When an unhappy event comes, there is not enough preparation.
I was surprised to see a new writing brush in my pencil case.
To be precise, it is a new writing brush.
Using his old pen holder, as soon as he started to use it, he knew it was a ponytail...
Yan Huaiwen's smile on the corners of his eyes and brows gradually deepened, making his whole face vivid and gentle.
…
Yan Laoer is not in a hurry.
He asked Sanbao to secretly sprinkle water on the ground last night.
It is so convenient to have a cow that can absorb and spray water.
In order to prevent exposure, he assigned his eldest nephew and eldest niece to work on the two fields near the village today.
Then he took his daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, and three treasures to the field to join Madam Rong.
When we reached the field, Nanny Rong was digging a ridge.
Yan Lao Er pinched a handful of soil, clenched his fist and opened it again.
Hey hey smiled: "Look, how well the humidity is controlled, it is indeed a three treasure, and it is really a good plow and farmer."
Sambo mooed, as if responding to him.
Yan Yu stretched out his hand, and Sanbao lowered his head, letting Honghaier stroke its bull's head.
"Good job Sambo!" Yan Yu praised loudly.
Sanbao mooed again, slightly lengthening the sound.
Li Xuemei called out to Mrs. Rong.
Nurse Rong immediately put down what she was doing and walked over.
"Do we need to soak our seeds?" Li Xuemei asked her.
Nurse Rong nodded, stretched out her hand, took the vegetables in Old Yan's second-hand bag, and looked carefully.
Finger flicks in it.
Yan’s second son saw what she was doing, and quickly stopped: “Alas, don’t make the distinction so clear, you have to mix them together, and other people’s households also mixed them, so it doesn’t make sense for our family to pick them out.”
Nurse Rong stopped and mixed the seeds together again.
The three members of this family imitated Nanny Rong's way of digging ridges. Although they were not so straight, they were harmless.
Nurse Rong soaked the seeds in water, put her fingers in it, and the surface of the water rippled slightly...
Yan Yu was stunned.
Is this... heating?
After pouring off the excess water, the seeds got a morning sunbath.
She grabbed another handful of soil, rubbed it finely with her hands, and mixed it with the vegetables.
Afterwards, without the hands of the three, he completed the sowing work by himself.
Lightly cover with soil.
Sowing vegetable seeds is completed.
Three people watched the whole process.
To tell the truth, it's not that they don't want to do it, but they are afraid that they won't do it well.
Look at Nanny Rong, the chic swing of her wrist, the gentle movement of covering the soil, relaxed and standard.
Compared with others, they seem to be only qualified to do some 'rough work'...
Ahem, the main reason is that they attach great importance to this vegetable field. The more they attach importance to it, the less they dare to get started easily, for fear of making mistakes.
As for the five acres of land allocated to Nanny Rong, there is no need to worry. They have taken care of it early on, and Nanny Rong is very caring about the few pieces of land classified as 'vegetable garden'.
Of course, in addition to the vegetable garden, there are also domestic sheep and chickens.
Yan’s second son’s family of three didn’t think about feeding the sheep, but Nanny Rong did.
Picking and cutting a basket of grass on the side, and carrying it back.
After feeding the sheep, Nanny Rong glanced at the four new young roosters, picked one, grabbed it, and tied it to the four old hens.
Yan’s second child: …
Li Xuemei: …
Yan Yu: …
They just understand it, and they feel amazing.
This is for old hens...
Laying eggs...Hatching chicks...
The chicken lays the egg, and the egg lays the chicken.
Nurse Rong is doing a great job, she is indeed a domestic service robot, and she takes care of this small family clearly.
The service is so good!