Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5470 Emergency Rescue

Luo Fengtang immediately jumped into the rubble again, and after a while, Changrong was carried out.

He was already in a coma, with blood all over his head and face, one leg was bloody and bloody, mixed with blood and snow slag, he was lifted by two people to sink, his head was tilted to one side, he looked like he was dead .

The onlookers were all frightened, and there were many discussions, guessing that he might have been...

"Not dead, he was in shock due to excessive blood loss." Luo Fengtang said loudly.

Fu Bo's son stayed with the eldest son, and Fu Bo himself came to Chang Rong and stretched out his hand to feel Chang Rong's pulse, then rolled his eyelids, "Well, that's true."

He looked at Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, the most urgent thing is to find a warmer place to place them so that they can be treated."

placement?

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment. He rushed over to save people when he heard that Chang Rong's house had collapsed.As for where to resettle the person after being rescued, he really didn't think about it.

Looking around in the crowd, the neighbors of Chang Rong's house turned their eyes away and did not dare to meet Yang Huazhong's eyes, and everyone else in the village also pretended to be confused.

Yes, everyone is willing to come to rescue, but they are not willing to take these bloody people to their own homes.

"The Qian family, Changrong is your cousin, do you have a vacant room in your family?"

Someone in the crowd asked a woman who was watching the fun in the crowd.

The woman gave the 'problematic' villager a hard look, "Where is my house free? You're just talking nonsense."

The villager said again: "The firewood room can be squeezed too. The only relative of Changrong in the village is your cousin. You can't just ignore death..."

The woman said: "Which one is dying? The head of my family just helped to shovel the snow. My family really can't afford a room. You are so warm-hearted, why don't you take their father and son to your house to raise them?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Yang Huazhong yelled: "Okay, when are you still quarreling? I don't want you to settle me down, I..."

"Father, I have already arranged the placement according to your instructions. It is in the ancestral hall of our village."

A crisp voice cut in, intercepting Yang Huazhong's last sentence of 'Take me to my house for resettlement'.

I saw Yang Ruoqing walking from the crowd, came to him, and said: "My aunt, Xiaohua, and a few enthusiastic aunts and sisters-in-law in the village cleaned up the ancestral hall and paved it with straw stacks. Returning villagers can take refuge there temporarily."

Yang Huazhong's eyes lit up immediately, why didn't he think of the good place to be in the ancestral hall?
"Quick, send the person to the ancestral hall for treatment!"

Yang Huazhong himself also went to the ancestral hall together, Luo Fengtang stayed behind with a few people, and the second boy of Changrong's family was also left behind.

"We are now digging up the ruins, you watch from the side, and pick up the important belongings and take them out." Luo Fengtang said.

Although Changrong's family is one of the best lazy and poor households in the village, father and son wear a pair of pants in rotation.

But no matter how poor or dilapidated a home is, there are always a few useful things, such as bowls for drinking tea, quilts for sleeping, or three or five copper coins.

If you don't dig up the ruins while the iron is hot, let the second boy pick up useful things and take them away, otherwise when it gets dark and no one is there, there will be those unscrupulous people in Baobuqi village who will come to fish in troubled waters.

When Luo Fengtang finished all this and returned home, he found that Yang Ruoqing had opened the cage and was tidying up the clothes cabinet.

There is a set of old cotton clothes and cotton shoes that Chen'er wore when he was eight or nine years old in the bundle roll spread out on the bed.

"Qing'er, what are you looking for?" He asked after taking a sip of hot tea.

Yang Ruoqing was busy looking for it and said: "I see that the third boy of the Changrong family is still barefoot and buttocks in this cold weather. I really can't bear it. I found two sets of Chen'er's old clothes and sent them to him."

In fact, Luo Fengtang also guessed it, he smiled helplessly, "I heard that Changrong's master wore a pair of trousers differently before, but I still didn't believe it, but now I really saw it."

This pair of trousers was worn by the second boy, and the second boy came out to go to the toilet. Chang Rong took the eldest and third boys and wrapped their buttocks in the old quilt and slept on the bed for the winter.

As a result, as soon as the second boy came out of the latrine, he heard a loud bang in front of him. The three thatched huts all collapsed, and the three of them were buried in it tightly...

"Qing'er, you can find two sets of my old clothes and send them to Changrong and Dazizi." Luo Fengtang said again.

Yang Ruoqing responded.

"Your clothes must be too big for them to wear. If they are too big, they will be too big. It's better than no clothes." She said.

Although father called on the villagers to do their best to help, and those who had old clothes to donate some old clothes, Yang Ruoqing knew that very few people would be willing to give some of the old clothes at home to Chang Rong and his son.

There are two reasons, one: the big guys are living a tight life, the clothes of the boys in the family are worn by the eldest and the second, and the third is worn by the second, new for three years, old for three years, sewing and mending three years.

When I can't wear it anymore, I dismantle it to make shoes and put the soles on them. Anyway, there is no waste no matter what.

Second: Evergreen failed to be a human being. If he was too lazy to do anything, the family would get worse and worse. The three sons, the eldest and the second, were all single when they reached the age of marriage.

Evergreen is not impatient. The house at home has not been repaired for 20 years. It usually leaks when it rains. If you don't walk around with others, there will be no human relations.

Even his only cousin does not do business with him, and now that he is down in this field, others will naturally not be too enthusiastic about him.

It would be a great kindness to help dig their family out of the rubble.

That's why Yang Ruoqing decided to send some clothes to support Yang Huazhong's upright work.

Secondly, it can also establish an image in front of the folks in the village and build a reputation, which is beneficial to Da'an, Tang Yazi, and Chen'er's career.

It's just a few old clothes, and it's a waste to put them there. It's not bad if they can be used to build word of mouth and save lives at the same time.

Yang Ruoqing packed the clothes in a big bundle and tied them up, Luo Fengtang walked over and picked up the heavy bundle.

Before going out, Yang Ruoqing held up an umbrella, and the couple supported each other all the way to the village ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, Yang Huazhong had settled the Changrong family properly.

Yang Huazhong, Chang Gen, Daniu and the others surrounded Chang Rong, comforting the newly awakened Chang Rong.

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun, Mrs. Sun, Guihua, and Dayun are making beds for the second and third boys.

There were two semi-new quilts beside the stack of straw, and Yang Ruoqing recognized one of them as Yang Huazhong's old bed at a glance.

I don’t know who sent the other bed. Besides, there was a large clay pot for burning firewood. There were sawdust and pine branches in the clay pot. It was already on fire, so I put it aside to heat up.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sending clothes over, Evergreen was very grateful.

"Thank you, Li Zheng, thank you guys for saving our family, I don't know how to repay you for your kindness..."

(End of this chapter)