After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

Qin Yaoguang's expression condensed: "Master Fang, please come in quickly!"

Fang Ting strode into the room, feeling cold all over.

"Your Highness, more than 20 years ago, I experienced a hailstorm that was almost exactly the same as today."

Fang Ting's face was heavy: "I dare to predict that there will be another fight tomorrow!"

Hail in winter is extremely rare, and he remembered it very clearly.

That year was also a warm winter, but the temperature dropped suddenly. The snow that fell at night was mixed with hail, and many farmers were affected.

What's even more tragic is that just when people had finally recovered and were counting the injured and rescuing the crops in the fields, hail struck again, injuring countless people and animals.

He didn't want to see the tragedy of that year again.

Qin Yaoguang was so shocked that she sat up: "Really?"

Fang Ting nodded, very serious.

"Do you know when it will be?" Qin Yaoguang asked.

If you can predict the time accurately, everything will be easy.

Although she knew that it was too difficult to judge something in Dajing Dynasty that even modern weather forecasts could not accurately predict.

But what if?

There is no such mysterious martial art as kung fu in modern times.

However, she was destined to be disappointed. Fang Ting just shook his head slowly: "I can only judge that there will be something tomorrow."

"it is good."

Qin Yaoguang pondered for a moment and said, "In this case, I will make preparations for disaster relief and prevention."

"Master Fang, may I entrust you to count the number of people affected and the extent of the disaster in the Imperial Manor after dawn, and take all the homeless people to the other courtyard for temporary resettlement?"

Fang Ting is the boss's master, but not her subordinate, so Qin Yaoguang used a negotiating tone.

"I will do my best!" Fang Ting clasped his fists.

Qin Yaoguang looked at Hanlu and said, "When the hail stops, send an order immediately to have the kitchen prepare enough steamed buns for 300 people and cook porridge in a big pot. At the same time, count the rice, flour and other food stocks in the warehouse and kitchen, and calculate the number of days they can be eaten."

In the event of a hailstorm, food comes first.

"Yes!" Hanlu accepted the order.

"Qingbai."

Qin Yaoguang looked at her and ordered: "You are responsible for organizing the guards and the Qingyi Guards to go to Huangzhuang to meet the head of the village tomorrow and help the villagers urgently repair the damaged houses."

As they were talking, the terrifying sound of hail finally faded away.

Qin Yaoguang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door, and asked Xuelian to lift the curtain and look outside.

Although the hail has stopped, the wind and snow are still raging.

I don’t know what happened to those families who suffered from the disaster.

This is not the modern world with well-developed Internet where she lives, and there are no people's soldiers who will rush to the scene regardless of difficulties once the disaster news comes out.

You have to rely on yourself for everything.

Yan Jinyin was the closest, and she hurried over with her servants as soon as the hail stopped for a while.

Hearing that everyone had received the order and were going their separate ways, she stepped forward to greet them: "Mother, is there any daughter who can help you with your worries?"

"Have."

Qin Yaoguang said, "Go find Guyu and check our winter clothing and whether there is any spare cloth in the warehouse."

It’s so cold today, the people affected by the disaster may not have enough clothes to survive the winter.

"Okay, mother."

As soon as Yan Jinyin finished speaking, he heard footsteps approaching from afar.

"Mother, how are you?"

A clear young voice came from far away, and it turned out to be the taciturn third brother.

The door curtain was lifted again, and the delicate face of the third brother was full of anxiety. Wrapped in his cloak was the fifth brother, who also looked anxious.

As soon as he saw her, Lao Wu broke free from his arms, got off the ground with a thud, and ran towards Qin Yaoguang.

"Slow down!"

Yan Jinyin stopped him, led him to sit next to the stove, and scolded him: "You are so cold, what will you do if you pass it on to your mother?"

Knowing that he was wrong, the third brother just opened his confused eyes wide and dared not say a word.

Soon afterwards, Yan Shouzhuo and Lao Er also appeared in the hall.

"Don't blame him."

Qin Yaoguang hurriedly said, "Let's warm up by the fire and don't catch a cold."

After the children sat down around the stove, Qin Yaoguang asked, "Are you all awakened?"

The eldest nodded, and asked with lingering fear: "Mom, what's going on?"

It was his first time experiencing hail. The overwhelming noise woke him up from his dream, and he almost felt like he had returned to the precarious days of his childhood.

The one with the worst complexion was the third one.

His delicate face had lost all its color, like a jade carving, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

In his sleep, the sound of hail was as continuous as thunder, just like the sound of horse hooves that kept appearing in his nightmares, followed by the cruel blood-red color all over his eyes.

Fortunately, Lao Wu woke him up.

Qingbai came specifically to convey his mother's words, asking them not to go out until the hail stopped.

Thinking of his mother's face, his heart finally settled down a little.

Even at this moment, sitting by the fire with his brothers and sisters, with his mother not far away, he still couldn't help but wonder: Was the beauty before his eyes a dream, or did he just have a nightmare?

Bai Lu brought them tea and pastries, and Qin Yaoguang explained to them the principles of hail and how there was a high possibility of a second hailstorm, in order to calm their emotions.

Children who survived the battlefield all had some psychological problems to varying degrees.

Qin Yaoguang once again felt deeply powerless.

Thinking about Yan Jinyin's initiative to volunteer just now, Qin Yaoguang simply assigned tasks to them.

Focusing on the task at hand can effectively divert attention.

This is a method that she has proven to be effective after many practices.

As long as you are human, there will be times when you feel depressed.

Frustration, depression and anxiety are things that almost every adult will experience.

Qin Yaoguang learned how to deal with negative emotions and wanted to try to teach these children.

"Let's fill our stomachs first, and then we'll split up as soon as daybreak comes."

Qin Yaoguang said, "My dear brother, go check the hut where the golden pheasants are kept to see if any are injured. Move them to a safer place."

"Yes, mother!"

Yan Shouzhuo agreed immediately.

"Second brother, you will follow the village head and be responsible for recording the disaster situation, the number of injured, and the extent of damage to fields and houses. Record them one by one."

The second brother agreed and immediately ordered someone to take the inkstone back to his room and fetch Leyang paper and pen.

For taking notes, Leyang paper and pen are undoubtedly the most convenient tools.

"Third brother..."

Qin Yaoguang looked at the pale lips of the third brother and softened her voice: "You are responsible for keeping an eye on the fifth brother and counting the stock of medicinal materials with Dong Qing."

This child always made her feel particularly distressed.

The third brother pursed his lips and responded in a low voice: "Don't worry, mother, I can do it."

After the distribution was completed one by one, Hanlu took the maid to set the breakfast in advance.

The kitchen was bustling with steaming buns, and a large plate of steaming buns and wowotou was served, as well as thick pumpkin porridge and sliced ​​braised pork head.

It’s not as exquisite as before, but it’s large in quantity and filling.

Fortunately, from Qin Yaoguang to the children, no one is picky about food.

Even Chun Ning knew that in the face of a hailstorm, he had to eat his fill first so that he would have enough energy to deal with the situation that followed.

The meal had just finished when Hu Yanjin came to the door asking for a meeting.