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But when they got out of the yard, the snow outside was very thick. The two entered the yard of Yang Huazhong's house with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Behind him was Yang Huazhong with a gloomy face.

"Father, what's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.

She recognized the middle-aged man as the second son of a family named Chang Rong in the village.

Yang Huazhong didn't stop on his feet, and hurriedly said: "The house of Chang Rong's house has collapsed, and everyone is trapped in the house. I have to hurry and gather people to rescue them!"

Yang Ruoqing's heart sank suddenly, the heavy snow really caused the house to collapse!
Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er, you go into the house first, I will accompany my father-in-law to have a look."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and hurried into the main room.

In the main room, the dishes and chopsticks were still on the table emitting heat, but Sun and Xiaohua didn't care about eating. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat there talking about it with a little panic on their faces.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Mrs. Sun quickly stood up and said, "Qing'er, Changrong's house was crushed by the snow, Changrong father and son were all trapped in the house, only the second child was not trapped when he went to the toilet outside I don't know what's going on with this kid, so don't do anything wrong..."

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly comforted Mrs. Sun: "The house of Changrong's house has a thatched roof, and it was in disrepair for a long time. As long as the rescue is timely, we should not lose our lives."

"But this is not the time to talk about these things, mother, where is the key to the ancestral hall in the village? Find it out and give it to me."

A few years ago, the Luo family took the lead in contributing a large amount of money, and with the help of the villagers, a brand new ancestral hall was built on the foundation of the dilapidated ancestral hall.

The oldest batch of ancestral tablets in the village is enshrined in the ancestral hall. The door of the ancestral hall is usually locked, and the key is in Li Zheng's hand.

Lizheng Yang Huazhong would only open the door of the ancestral hall during festivals and festivals, or when someone in the village passed away and needed to arrange for funerals.

"Qing'er, what do you want the key to the ancestral hall for?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked anxious: "The house of Chang Rong's family collapsed. If it is not kept in order, other houses will collapse. I opened the door of the ancestral hall and cleaned it up. At least I can give the affected villagers a place to stay."

Xiaohua said: "Miss is very considerate. It's freezing cold and the end of the year is approaching. Some people who have real relatives can go and borrow them. Those who don't have real relatives will have no place to go. They can't be brought to our house, right?" Mom, get some straw, and my sister and I will clean up the ancestral hall together."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sun felt that it was reasonable, and hurried to the backyard to get the keys.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Hua went directly to the backyard to get brooms and straw stacks.

The Luo family left Tuo Baxian to eat with Luo Baobao, and Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian worried and rushed to the next yard.

Hearing that this was the case, Blacksmith Luo hurried to Chang Rong's house to help, while Wang Cuilian stayed behind to help Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Hua go to the ancestral hall to clean up.

Evergreen home.

When Yang Huazhong, Luo Fengtang and the others arrived, a group of women, old ladies and children had already gathered outside the courtyard of Changrong's house.

There were already several men from the neighbors anxiously circling around the collapsed house, wanting to carry things away, but they didn't know where to start.

Seeing Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang approaching, the men seemed to see the backbone, and quickly surrounded them to ask for advice.

Although Yang Huazhong was Li Zheng, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, and he was helpless when he asked him for advice.

Luo Fengtang stepped forward, looked around the collapsed houses, pointed to one of them and said decisively: "Bring the shovel here."

With the shovel in his hand, Luo Fengtang went down with a few shovels to shovel out a big hole in the snow. He bent down and stretched his arms in to feel for it, then stood up, and said to Yang Huazhong and the others behind him: "Take this as the center point, the four directions of east, west, south, north Stand four people, remember to push flat when shoveling, don't dig straight."

Yang Huazhong, Luo Tiejiang, and two strong men had four of them, each with a position, Luo Fengtang changed a pole in his hand, and observed from the side.

According to the color of the snow dug up by the four of them, the positions of the four of them are adjusted at any time.

On the other side of the ancestral hall, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua Wang Cuilian came to the ancestral hall, and the villagers who lived near the ancestral hall heard the news and came to see the novelty.

When Wang Cuilian explained the purpose of their visit, the enthusiastic women hurried home to get brooms to help clean together, and some also brought straw stacks.

The ancestral hall has three entrances, connected by two patios in the middle.

It has been snowing for several days, and deep snow has accumulated in the two patios.

The big guys worked together to sweep the ground. The first two were cleaned up and laid out with straw stacks, and the innermost one was not cleaned up, because it was the place where the ancestral tablets were enshrined.

"Father Changrong and his son really want to be placed in this ancestral hall. I don't know if I'm afraid or not when I sleep at night!"

When the women finished their work, they stood by the patio with their hands clasped and chatted.

"No matter how afraid I'm going to live, the family is gone, and their family is in the village and they have no real relatives to take them in..."

Yang Ruoqing didn't have the time to meddle in the women's chat, so she explained to Xiaohua and Wang Cuilian, and rushed to Changrong's house.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Changrong's house, I heard excited cheers from inside: "Come out, come out..."

Yang Ruoqing squeezed into the crowd, and she really saw Luo Fengtang coming out of the ruins with a teenager in his arms.

The kid was put on the ground by Luo Fengtang after he came out, wearing a tattered top and shorts underneath, standing barefoot in the snow and shivering.

The boy stood firmly in the snow, except for a red and swollen patch of skin on his head, he didn't see anything wrong.

Luo Fengtang took off his coat and wrapped it around the body of the third boy of Changrong's family, then handed the boy to Uncle Fu and his son who were waiting beside him, turned around and went into the ruins to rescue the people inside.

Fu Bo and the others quickly supported the boy, and pulled him aside to check the injury.

Soon, Luo Fengtang carried the eldest son of the Changrong family out again. The eldest son was lying on Luo Fengtang's back with blood all over his head and face, crying: "My father, my father is still buried below..."

"Don't panic, we are rescuing, you go and treat the wound first." Yang Huazhong strode over to support him, and said loudly.

On the side, other people had already prepared a stretcher. The eldest son was put on the stretcher. The clothes he was wearing were also frighteningly thin. There were several holes in his trousers, revealing his private parts.

There was an uproar in the crowd of women watching the excitement in and out of the yard, and many people covered their eyes or turned their faces away.

Yang Huazhong took off his coat and covered the elder and younger son, sighed secretly, turned around and stared at the opening of the ruins.

Luo Fengtang rescued the two men who came up in one breath, sweating profusely. At this moment, the two men who rescued him shouted from the ruins: "We found Changrong, his leg was pinned down and he couldn't pull it out..."

(End of this chapter)