Jinxiu Nanzhi, determined to be the richest woman

After listening to the village chief's words, Yu Jialiang thought for a while and told the village chief that the warehouse at home was empty and not big, but it could still take in some people for the time being, but if there were too many people, there would be nothing he could do.

"Okay, as long as there is a place, I'll call someone over!" When the village chief heard that there was a place, he would go there, no matter how big or small. It was better than nothing.

As soon as he reached the third door of the Yu family, the door opened. It was Third Master Yu himself who opened the door.

"What's wrong, village chief? You're in such a hurry!" The third master of the Yu family put on his cotton-padded jacket and saw the village chief's anxious look.

"Third Master of the Yu family! It's so late at night that I'm disturbing your dreams! It's snowing heavily this year. If you're not careful, a lot of houses in the village have collapsed, and the ancestral hall can no longer accommodate people. I'll go around the village and see. Let’s see if there are any vacant rooms and see how many can be accommodated!” In the howling cold wind, I had to speak loudly.

"That's it! Then my warehouse at home is empty and can accommodate a few people. You can bring people here!" Mr. Yu waved.

"Then thank you, Third Master!" The village chief nodded hurriedly. If he can free up two warehouses to accommodate people, at least he won't freeze to death.

The village chief walked down quickly, and the third master of the Yu family waved to Yu Jialiang as a greeting.

The two warehouses were empty due to the re-weaving of fabrics at home, so all the unused items were cleared out.

Yu Jialiang took the charcoal pot in the kitchen, grabbed some firewood, lit it and burned it for a while, then put it in when it was almost done. There was a relatively high small window left in the warehouse, which allowed ventilation.

The same goes for the third master of the Yu family. The warehouses all have small high windows, which can be closed normally so that nothing can get in. In addition to the charcoal basin, he also brought unused quilts over and spread straw underneath to keep warm. some.

The commotion on Yu Jialiang's side attracted Guan Qingyu and the old lady of the Yu family. It was said that the house in the village had collapsed and they couldn't find a place to take shelter. Without saying anything, they took the only quilt at home and spread it with straw. I took out the cotton-padded clothes that I couldn't wear, and took all the ones that could keep out the cold.

There is still some distance to go up and down. After Yu Jialiang's side is ready, the village chief will bring people over. They are all old, weak, women and children, young and middle-aged people who are still looking for people. The village chief said that there is a place for temporary shelter below. .

The village chief came up with people, and the older generation thanked him profusely. The children were still relatively ignorant, and the women and children also expressed gratitude in their eyes.

There was not enough room for everyone in the two warehouses. Fortunately, the village chief found someone else, so he went elsewhere.

After settling in, the two families turned off the lights and went to bed.

When he got up the next day, Yu Muyun jumped out of bed and lay on the window sill. He looked outside and saw that the snow was much lighter than the previous few days. Although it was still raining, he could feel that it was lighter and the wind was not as strong.

Yu Muyun cleaned himself up, then patted the lazy dog ​​Shiliang sleeping beside the bed, and then went out. It was snowy outside, and the kitchen was already filled with smoke, but there were more people outside the warehouse door.

Yu Muyun was stunned for a moment, but quickly recognized who the person was.

Shiliang, who was following Yu Muyun, became wary.

"Twilight, are you up? Come and wash your face!" Guan Qingyu heard the noise and poked her head from the kitchen.

Yu Muyun entered the kitchen, but still looked back.

"The heavy snow collapsed the house, and they had no place to go. They took shelter here for the time being. When their house was repaired, they went back!" Guan Qingyu explained with a smile, still holding a water ladle in her hand.

Yu Muyun nodded, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his white and tender arms, wrung out the face towel with his small hands, unfolded it, and put it on his face. It felt warm and comfortable. He rubbed his face, then took it away, and the air conditioner came up. I woke up.