The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

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.

There are too many people, 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 particularly empathetic.

If it weren't for Yan Xiucai and his group, they would be worse than these people.

Lost luggage, lost household registration, even lost children...

Lost with family members, 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.

Eyes glazed over, speech incoherent...

All trance-like words could be applied to them.

Yan Laoer 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 houses by themselves, 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 Laoer asked again.

Liang Manshan shook his head and said, "No, we have just settled down."

Yan Huaiwen, on the other hand, has a different opinion: "Not necessarily, our old man is meticulous and kind to others. If we start from the point of being more beneficial to the victims 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 radiate their enthusiasm for life.

In any case, it still depends on Master Tian's mind.

"From tomorrow, 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, please help to watch."

"Don't worry, brother."

Yan Laoer 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 Laoer 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 are staring straight, and it is difficult to repair a shape that looks like an ordinary brush.

When Yan Laoer stuffed the ponytail into the pen holder, he encountered difficulties again.

The amount of tail is a bit too much, I can't fit it in...

He thought about it, but he didn't rush 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.

He 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 Old Yan's pencil case.

Yan Lao 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 new roosters it was. They clucked twice tentatively, but they didn't dare to yell too much.

Yan Huaiwen was the first to wake up, after washing up, he checked the things he was going 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.

He used his old penholder, and as soon as he started to use it, he knew it was a ponytail...

The smile on the corners of Yan Huaiwen's eyes and brows gradually deepened, making the whole face vivid and gentle.

...

The land by the Yanjia River can be planted today.

Yan Laoer is not in a hurry.

He asked Sanbao to secretly water the field 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 at home today.

Then he took his daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, and Three Treasures to the field to join Madam Rong.

When they arrived at the field, Nanny Rong was digging a ridge.

Yan Laoer squeezed the soil, clenched his fist and opened it again.

Hehe smiled: "Look, how well the humidity is controlled. It is worthy of three treasures. It is really a good plow and farmer."

Three Treasure 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.

Three Treasures mooed again, slightly elongating the sound.

Li Xuemei called out to Mrs. Rong.

Nanny Rong immediately put down what she was doing and walked over.

"Do we need to soak our seeds?" Li Xuemei asked her.

Nanny Rong nodded, stretched out her hand, took the vegetables in Mr. Yan's second-hand bag, and looked carefully.

Flick through it with your fingers.

Yan Laoer saw what she was doing, and quickly stopped: "Ah, don't make the distinction so clear, you have to mix them together, and other people's families also mix them, so it doesn't make sense for our family to pick them out."

Nanny Rong stopped and mixed the seeds together again.

The family of three imitated Nanny Rong's way of farming, although it was not so straight, it was harmless.

Nanny Rong soaked the seeds in water, put her fingers in it, and the surface of the water rippled slightly...

Yan Yu was dumbfounded.

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 vegetable seeds.

Afterwards, without the hands of the three, he completed the work of sowing seeds by himself.

Cover lightly.

Sowing vegetables is complete.

Three people watched the whole process.

To be honest, 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 way of waving her wrists, the gentleness of her movements of covering the soil, relaxed and freehand 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 under Madam Rong's name, 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.

The three members of Yan's second family didn't think about feeding the sheep, but Nanny Rong did.

He picked and cut a basket of grass on the side, and carried 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.

Second Yan: ...

Li Xuemei: ...

Yan Yu: ...

They just understand it, and they feel amazing.

This one is for old hens...

Breeding eggs... hatching chicks...

The chicken lays the egg, the egg lays the chicken, and so on.

Nanny Rong is doing a good job, she is worthy of being a domestic service robot, and she takes care of this small family clearly.

The service is too good!

I wanted to adjust my schedule, but I lay down early and couldn't fall asleep. I opened my eyes until three o'clock in the middle of the night o(╥﹏╥)o

Eating every day is my time to watch dramas. The current animations are really good, and the TV dramas are also good. In short, all kinds of things are good~

Now I like to watch variety shows that don’t use my brain. I’m too tired to write a book, and my mind is full of plots and settings. I just want to watch something that has no IQ. Hahaha, that’s it. What? It's hard to find brainless ones! ! !

Hehehe, let’s do a nucleic acid, and continue to code when I come back~

Today is still the day of the third shift, dear friends, the recommended monthly ticket is here~(`)

Waiting for the next update, the author will chat with you about my imagination of the protagonists~

If I'm making a drama, I've wondered who will play it~

Of course, this is just a fantasy, and it will never be realized, but, think about it, don’t break the law, hahaha~( # ^.^ # )~