Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

What does it mean that heaven and earth are not responding to each other, and that earth and earth are not functioning properly?

Feng Changxi felt it firsthand at this time that there was still a long way between his family and the village head Wang's family.

Based on the thickness of the snow, it would take less than an hour to clear a road, even if it was only twenty or thirty centimeters wide.

It's so cold outside, the house has collapsed, and the inside might as well be like an ice cellar.

If the collapsed house hits another person... it's over, completely over.

Feng Changxi was confused for a while, unable to think of anything, and froze in place with a pale face.

Fu Bao curled his lips, poor captain, was he called to the commune to be scolded for being stupid?

Hey, yes, these are the unlucky ones.

I'm afraid that two-thirds of the cases handled by the commune come from the big pig pen. Oh, what a sin!

What a pity! !

Fu Bao's little eyes were full of sympathy.

It shouted: "Hey, captain, don't be stunned. How about I go to the next door of Lao Wang's house to ventilate and report a message?"

"Yes, yes, Fubao, you should immediately send a message to Lao Wang's family and neighbors.

Let them save people quickly!

I'll buy you some prawn cakes later. "Feng Changxi woke up from a dream and was so happy that he wanted to jump again.

However, he forgot that he was still standing in the snow shell at this time. With this movement, he fell forward and fell into the snow before he could stand firmly.

...! !

Fu Bao's eyes widened and he looked at Feng Changxi performing the disappearing technique in surprise.

He shouted at the loudest decibel: "Come here quickly, the captain is buried in the snow, the captain is about to die!"

Feng Changxi, who was holding back his breath but could still hear the noise:...! !

Stimulate!

This morning has been so exciting! !

Everyone's shovels were almost throwing out sparks.

By the time everyone in Lao Wang's family was rescued, they had already fainted from the cold.

Fortunately, no bones were broken, and Lao Zhai was able to force himself into his body. He gave him medicine and moved to his neighbor's house not long after.

Lao Wangtou woke up immediately, and the first words he said when he opened his eyes in a daze were:

"Dad, did you bring me here?"

"Hahaha... have you heard? Old Wangtou thought he was dead and was so scared that he peed his pants."

Aunt Yun kept pushing the snow with her Qiang board.

Talking about the latest gossip of the morning.

"How about saying that everyone is afraid of death? Lao Wangtou is 72 this year, right?"

Wu Fenfang chatted at the side. She had been working for almost two hours. She was so hot and sweating that she couldn't stand it anymore and took off her hat.

"You can't do this. Look, your hair is steaming. You'll catch a cold soon!"

After hearing what Aunt Yun said, Wu Fenfang put it on again.

Aunt Yun continued with a smile:

"Lao Wangtou is not 72 this year, he is 73. They say 73 and 89 are a hurdle. He must have been scared for a long time."

The old ladies around laughed again.

Fu Bao also followed suit, and the big guys praised it again, saying frankly that it had made great achievements today.

I praised it so much that its tail straightened up, I felt so proud.

Zhao Xiangmei touched its little head curiously.

"Xiaoyi." Chen Qingyi hummed a little tune, and Chen Shengnan and others were pushing snow aside, when she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind.

It was Chen Qingfeng, followed by Chu Heng.

She handed the shovel to Chen Shengnan and walked over, "How is it? Has the temperature in the greenhouse risen?"

Chen Qingfeng rubbed his face, which was red from the cold, and sneezed loudly:

"Come up. Fortunately, Old Man Yang lit a fire in the middle of the night last night, otherwise it would have been all over.

Tomorrow is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Previously, the commune asked us to bring a batch of goods to be sold in a large market.

I think this road is a bit uncertain.

I'm afraid there won't be any cars on the road, so forget it, let the captain worry about these things.

I'm almost done, I'll go home first, my nose is a little stuffy.

I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold. "

Chen Qingyi quickly touched his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, not hot, no fever.

I'll go back with you and make some ginger soup for us to drink.

Chu Heng, why don't you come too? You've been tired all morning. I'll make something delicious for lunch. "

Chu Heng immediately smiled and nodded.

On such a cold day, hot pot is a perfect match.

Chen Qingyi had fried the hot pot ingredients herself before and filled a large jar full of them. It was oily and tasted particularly good.

It is usually used to cook spicy soup, stir-fry, and eat hot pot. It is all delicious.

As soon as she got home, Chen Qingyi lit a fire and cooked a small pot of thick ginger soup, and also put a lot of spiritual spring water in it.

Fu Bao's mouth watered with greed.

Chen Qingyi rolled her eyes: "Zuxi, am I missing yours?

Which day did you not drink? "

Fu Bao flirted with his wings, lowered his head to show off the prawn cakes, and Feng Changxi kept his word.

I went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought him two pounds of candy.

I'm afraid all the candy coupons at home were spent on Fu Bao.

Fu Bao was furiously spitting rainbow farts at him, praising Feng Changxi so much that he couldn't even see his eyes, and he was smiling so hard that his teeth were exposed.

We had a wonderful hot pot meal, and everyone's stomachs were full.

Chen Qingyi sat on the kang head with a satisfied look on her face and shook her feet comfortably, holding a piece of candy in her mouth.

Fubao:...! ?

Explosive hair! !

At the same time, each brigade received a call from above, requiring each brigade to clear the main road.

At least it should be as wide as an oxcart.

The leaders above said it, and the people pointed to the lively and bustling days before the New Year.

Catch the big market!

In addition to the various brigades, every factory with less urgent tasks must participate in this snow clearing.

Cai Hongjie, who failed his mission at the match factory and was shot in the shoulder, secretly resented it.

God is not on their side.

I originally thought about tying up Chen Qingyi years ago, but with such heavy snow, I couldn't transport her out even if I tied her up.

"Mad!" He beat the kang angrily and couldn't help but muttered: "Let you live for two more days."

Asking him to go to a meeting, Ge Guangsheng (Li Huahua’s son-in-law) was about to knock on the door: ...

I only felt an inexplicable coolness hit my heart, and the hair on my body stood up. Director Cai, who is usually gentle and elegant...

He was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone.

After a while, he tiptoed and quietly left the door.

When I reached the downstairs of the dormitory, I was so frightened that I ran away like a wild horse, and in the blink of an eye I was out of the match factory.

While running wildly, I lost one of my shoes and fell down along the way.

He ran to the police station in a state of embarrassment.

Zheng Dayong's eyes narrowed. They had investigated Wu Youde and Cai Hongjie, and naturally knew about this niece-in-law and subordinate.

After asking for details, he rushed to the big pig pen without stopping.