Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Because I was prepared, although it was cold that night, I had a good sleep.

After waking up the next day, I could feel the coldness in the air when I stepped out of bed. Wen Yao wrapped herself in three layers of clothes and three layers of clothes before she dared to walk out of the room.

I quietly went to the place where the thermometer was hidden and took a look. It was still more than ten degrees below zero. Fortunately, the snow stopped.

The road outside was covered with snow, and no one knew when the snow would stop. When I walked out, the areas that no one had stepped on covered my ankles and calves, and my breath suddenly turned into white mist.

The village chief got up early and came to Wen's house.

"Village Chief, have you had breakfast?" Wen Yao greeted the village chief when she saw him, and asked Aunt Shi in the kitchen to serve the village chief a bowl of noodles.

The village chief exclaimed, not politely, and asked: "Where is your father?"

Wen Yao pointed to the living room, and the village chief hurriedly walked over.

In the hall, the rest of the Wen family were having breakfast. When they saw the village chief coming, they quickly said hello. The village chief smelled the fragrant noodles and swallowed subconsciously, but when he thought that he would be there soon, he found a place to sit down. .

"Uncle, Xiu Yi, it's suddenly so cold today, I feel so panicked." The village chief said.

Old Man Wen was now completely awake and knew what happened yesterday. He frowned when he heard this: "This weather comes out of nowhere. I have never encountered it before, but fortunately every household is prepared. Let everyone pay attention, there is nothing we can do about it.”

The village chief sighed helplessly. It happened that the noodles that Granny Shi gave to the village chief in the kitchen were also cooked and brought in. The village chief said a few polite words and started eating.

"Father, grandma, daddy, I'm going." After Wenjun finished eating, he picked up the cloak lying next to him and put it on before going out.

"Wait a minute, I'll join you." Wen Xiuyi finished eating carelessly, took two sips of soup and stood up.

The village chief stopped eating and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Shi explained on the side: "It's such a cold day and we're afraid that the villagers will have problems with the cold, so we asked Xiaojun to go to the medical center to get some medicine and come back to prepare it."

The village chief was so moved that he almost cried, and choked with sobs: "Uncle, aunt, I feel at ease having you in the village."

Luo Shi gave him a disgusted look: "Eat quickly, it will cool down after a while, and we will talk about it after eating."

The village chief finished the bowl of noodles and even the soup. When he saw that he had finished, Luo asked, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, I just came to ask if the factory can still be built if something like this suddenly happened today," the village chief said.

Old Man Wen looked outside. It was a bit cold. It wasn't snowing or raining. It wouldn't matter if he wore more clothes. The progress of building the house couldn't be delayed.

"Let's build it. Just organize it and let everyone work. The sooner this factory is built, the sooner we can start work."

"Hey, okay, let me go and inform everyone now." The village chief wiped his mouth, got the answer he wanted, got up and left.

On the other side, Wen Xiuyi and Wen Jun drove a carriage into the city. The situation in the city was not much better. There were fewer people on the road, and there were not even many people setting up stalls. Even if they were walking in People on the road were shivering from the cold.

Wen Xiuyi asked Mu Li to send Wen Jun to the hospital first, and then went to the Yamen himself.

Everyone in the yamen was shivering with cold, and they didn't forget to say hello when they saw him coming.

Wen Xiuyi asked them to stay in the house while he went to find Magistrate Chen.

County Magistrate Chen woke up after a night of drunkenness, but he didn't expect the weather to change. He was so cold that he wore the two down jackets given to him by the Wen family, which made him look bloated when he put on his official uniform.

Wen Xiuyi looked him up and down, and clucked his tongue a few times: "I haven't seen you for a day, and you've gained a lot of weight."

County Magistrate Chen jumped up from behind the table: "Close the door, close the door, close the door quickly, aren't you cold?"

"It's not bad." Wen Xiuyi's clothes included a warm down jacket, and Wen Yao also added a windproof jacket for him, which was not bad.

Magistrate Chen opened his sleeves and said, "Look, I've put on both of the clothes you sent me. I don't know what the wind is like in this damn weather."

Wen Xiuyi also felt strange, but after asking Wen Yao, Wen Yao didn't know what was going on. There was no such plot in the original book. After all, it happened after Da Tou left Gutong Village. It seemed that the only way to stop the cold wave was to use troops. Made resistance.

"Have you sent people to the villages below to check the situation? There must be many places that are not prepared for this sudden drop in temperature. I'm afraid..."

Wen Xiuyi hesitated to speak, but County Magistrate Chen understood what he meant and nodded: "When I woke up in the morning and found something was wrong, I sent someone out. I hope there is no big problem. It's just old Wen. This sudden drop in temperature is not good for us. Food won’t have any impact, right?”

Wen Xiuyi could say that the problem was not big before, but now he is a little confused about the situation. The world in this book is a bit unconventional.

The two of them waited in the yamen until the people who went out to check the situation came back, and then they realized that the temperature had dropped suddenly, and there were indeed people in several villages who had not made it through.

Fortunately, the number of people was not large, otherwise Magistrate Chen would have had a headache.

In the next few days, it snowed a few times, and the temperature did not rise again. Fortunately, we handled it properly, and no one died again.

It lasted like this for half a month, and just when everyone thought the weather was going to be bad this year, it finally started to get less cold.

Wen Yao observed the temperature of the thermometer every day and recorded everything. She finally felt relieved when she saw that the temperature on the notebook had indeed begun to rise.

After observing for a few more days to make sure that the temperature would no longer drop and would get warmer, Wen Xiuyi and County Magistrate Chen started to make arrangements for spring plowing.

But at this moment, news suddenly came from the north.

When he saw the official document sent from there, County Magistrate Chen was so angry that he called Wen Xiuyi and started to curse in the Yamen's study room regardless of it.

"These bastards, are you sincerely unwilling to see me? These refugees from the northwest came here three months ago. They actually suppressed the news along the way and didn't reveal anything to us. People are now We are almost there, isn’t this because you are sincerely trying to trick us?”

Wen Xiuyi was speechless. These officials, what do you mean, they have too much to take care of themselves. Yunwu Town, as a new food cultivation place designated by His Majesty, presumably has enough food to settle these refugees.

The severe drought in the northwest is followed by a cold winter. People in the northwest have no choice but to migrate south. Yunwu Town is located in the middle of Annan Kingdom and is the only place to go south. Coming from the northwest, you have to pass through several states and counties along the way. And it has been three months, but no state or county official has sent them a letter in advance.

Now that people have arrived in Fenlu County next door, the magistrate of Fenlu County was also caught off guard. He couldn't handle it anymore, so he quickly wrote a letter to Magistrate Chen and asked him to think of a solution.