After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

The ancestral hall is a big house with a high door and a high threshold.

Crossed the threshold and entered the ancestral hall.

The lobby of the ancestral hall is very large, about 150 square meters. Even though the four pillars inside are bare, they look very impressive.

Above the lobby is a very long beam, and tiles can be seen above the beam.

With the beams as horizontal supports, there are two small attics, which can also be called the second floor.

On the second floor are the genealogy of Xiangjia Village and the treasures of their village.

There are also festival and New Year costumes, colorful sedans, ribbons and other non-material cultural things.

The two attics are six meters high, and you have to get a ladder to climb up every time you want to use something.

There is no ladder to go up or down, and there are fake paintings painted on the two attics, which look like beams. Outsiders would not know that they are attics.

There are two wings on the east side of the lobby, one is the night watchman's room and the other is a utility room.

There are also two wing rooms on the west side, symmetrical with the east side.

One is a torture chamber and the other is a small dark room.

There is a small door in the corner where the west wing and the east wing connect to the lobby.

After crossing the small door, you come to the back row, where are the Xiang family's ancestral tablets, everlasting lanterns, and incense.

Ever since he knew there was a severe cold, Mr. Xiang had made a fire bed in the night watchman's room.

The utility room is filled with firewood. When the night watchman sleeps at night, he can sleep warmly by stuffing a few firewood in it.

Now that the snowstorm is coming, Mr. Xiang and the others want to discuss something, so they sit in the warm room of the night watchman to discuss it.

Mr. Xiang smoked an empty cigarette rod to satisfy his cravings. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You have to watch them. Don't be too lazy to sweep the snow off the roof. If the roof collapses, people will die."

The rich man touched the fire kang with a smile: "I am too old to move, let the young ones watch them."

The old man from the second clan said: "They don't care even if they say such serious things. These brats are so cold-hearted that they want to hit me just looking at me."

"Fight, fight, these little bastards can't do anything without fighting."

Mr. Xiang stopped talking and let them talk. He had to think about where in the village he needed to give more instructions.

Hey, it’s hard for him to take care of all this alone. Wouldn’t it be even harder for the county magistrate to manage such a big place with so many people?

Since the severe drought, they have received no news from the outside world. They don't know what is going on in the town or county now.

I don’t even know what the state of Chu is like now.

During a severe drought, even if the people in the town stock up on food, they cannot survive without water.

When the sun has no warmth, the surviving people cannot grow food and cannot survive.

The people who were lucky enough to survive the Great Cold, how could they survive this sudden cold in the middle of the night?

Mr. Xiang is worried about the villagers in his villages, and he is also worried about the people in the town.

But there was nothing he could do.

He has little ability and no ability. He relies on the blessing of his granddaughter Xiaoqi to help these people, and he feels guilty and guilty.

Xiao Qi must not be allowed to sacrifice too much.

Alas, human life is so fragile.

"grandfather!"

Xiao Liu's voice came from the gate, and Mr. Xiang answered through the window.

Xiang Xinjin shook off the snowflakes on his body, then came to the night watch room, pushed the door in, and greeted the clan elders.

When the elders looked at the smart Xiang Xinjin, they all laughed and said good things to others for free.

Mr. Xiang listened happily. When everyone praised Xiao Liu, he said, "What's the matter?"

Xiang Xinjin told Mr. Xiang and the clan elders what he had just thought.

Finally, he said: "I think we have to take advantage of now to store some when the snow is being discharged, and use it when there is a drought next year."

Mr. Xiang's eyes lit up, and the wealthy man clapped his legs and laughed: "If you don't say that we, Xiao Liu, are a smart man, the snow has just fallen, and Xiao Liu has already thought about what will happen in a few months."

The old man from the second tribe smiled with wrinkles on his face: "Yes, that's right, we should hoard the snow, don't wait until we need it, and there will be nothing."

The elders of the three tribes were elated: "Yes, yes, we had no water in the past few months. Let alone bathing, we almost didn't even have water to drink. It's best to be prepared in advance."

Everyone was still worried about the severe drought a few months ago and was frightened.

You have to prepare in advance to avoid panic when the time comes.

Mr. Xiang was very happy with Xiang Xinjin's suggestion and looked at the clan elders: "Xiao Liu is right, the snow needs to be stored. I suggest that we dig a pond to store the snow."

"This way, even if a severe drought suddenly comes, the snow will not melt too quickly and flood our village."

The clan elders all agreed to this proposal and expressed their thoughts one after another, but in the end they all looked at Li Zheng and asked him to make up his mind.

In the end, it became a discussion between Mr. Xiang and Xiang Xinjin.

Snow cannot be dumped or stored in the mountains behind the village.

Snow cannot be dumped or stored in the area west of the village.

A pond was dug underground in front of the ancestral hall, and snow could no longer be stored here.

"The big pond in our village can be dug deeper to store snow."

"Even if the snow melts, the village will not be flooded."

The big pond in the village is the big pond behind the stage in front of the ancestral hall.

This pond is a place where villagers bathe, wash clothes, and wash dishes. It is not used as a farm in the village.

Xiang Xinjin frowned: "The land is frozen hard now and cannot be dug. This proposal cannot be made."

The elder of the three tribes who made the suggestion grimaced: "What should we do?"

The elder of the two tribes suggested: "How about we surround a pond with stones to store snow?"

Xiang Xinjin denied it again: "The temperature is too low and the stones will freeze their hands. The villagers will not be able to bear it, and this won't work either."

"Now that the temperature is low, digging a pond or building a fence will not work."

Mr. Xiang looked at Xiao Liu. Although he said nothing, his eyes were asking him: Tell me what you think.

Xiang Xinjin said: "There is a small stream on the mountain road from our village to the town, and the water from the stream will flow into the Ping'an River."

"That creek is less than half an hour away from our village..."

The rich man interrupted him: "Isn't it good for us to carry snow on our backs to such a far place in this freezing weather?"

The snow was too heavy and it was so cold, it was difficult to walk.

Carrying so much snow is just to carry the snow to several creeks and wait for it to be used in a few months.

This seems unrealistic.

Xiang Xinjin looked at the wealthy elder indifferently. After he stopped talking, he said, "No, that's not what I'm talking about. What I want to say is, let's encircle the wasteland into the village."

"There is a small hillside in front of the wasteland. We can dump the snow there."

"If the snow melts and turns into water, it will flow down the hillside."

"Finally it flows into a creek, which then flows into the Ping'an River. It won't cause flooding here."

The rich man is still puzzled: "If the water doesn't flow away, how can we store it?"

Xiang Xinjin said: "Even if the weather is hot, those piles of solid snow will not melt in one day."

"Let's take advantage of the weather change to dig a cellar and bring water down to store as much water as we can."

"If it really snows for two months and the weather is clear and the snow turns into water, the snow will flood this mountain valley."

"What we have to do now is to find ways to remove snow as the top priority, and storing snow as secondary."

"Don't put the cart before the horse."