After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 212 Migration
But it must be very laborious to clean up when the time comes, after all, the ash is too thick.

But the water source is a big problem. If you have to drink water and go down the mountain to fetch it, it will be too troublesome.

Those homeless people are all old, disabled, young and young.

Jiang Zhao expressed his doubts, and Zhuzi's father rubbed the back of his head and thought about it.

Said: "When my grandfather and I came here, I remembered that there was a well here. At that time, my grandfather and I still drew water here to drink."

"The well seems to be in the backyard, let's go and have a look."

Because of the age, he can't remember the location clearly, so he needs to go around here twice to get familiar with it.

As for Jiang Zhao, she is a huge road idiot, let alone go around twice here.

Just now they entered the backyard from the lobby, and then returned to the lobby from the backyard. She couldn't remember whether she had been here before, but she just felt a little familiar.

She didn't even think that Lu Chi would accompany her time travel.

In her previous life, she was a road nerd. Every time everyone asked her to hang out with her, they would always worry about when she got lost.

Originally thought that she had traveled through time and changed her body, as long as this body is not Lu Chi, then she should not be Lu Chi.

But she once asked Wei Xiang if she had a problem of not knowing the way before, and Wei Xiang shook her head with absolute certainty.

"No, miss used to run around in the streets and alleys, and came back by herself when it was time to eat. There was never a road she didn't know."

Then Jiang Zhao burst into tears.

Lu Chi has already traveled through time following her.

Fortunately, Wei Xiang didn't become suspicious, he just thought that she fell off the cliff and hit her head, that's why she didn't know the way.

Zhuzi's father walked into the backyard again and again as he recalled.

Sure enough, a well was sitting in the clearing.

Jiang Zhao and the others hurried over to see if there was any water in the well. If not, they probably had to continue drilling.

Fortunately, when they ran over, the faces of the three of them were reflected in the well, and there was still water in it.

It's just that the wooden barrels used to fetch water have rotted away.

But it's not a big problem, just buy another wooden barrel at that time.

As long as there is no problem with the well.

I looked at the front and back of this ruined temple, and there is no major problem. It seems that when the monks built it back then, they should have poured real money into it.

So after so many years, the temple is still very strong.

At that time, they only need to clean up and repair a little bit, and they will be able to live in.

Jiang Zhao, Simu Bai, and Zhu Zi's father returned the same way.

Jiang Zhao and Simu Bai decided to find someone to clean the ruined temple first, and then bring the homeless people to live there.

Aunt Zhuzi immediately rolled up her sleeves and said that it is enough for them to clean up, there is no need to find someone, and it will cost money to find someone.

Jiang Zhao and Simu Bai couldn't hold back her, so they could only let her go.

Then several people went to the ruined temple with cleaning tools, nails and hammers.

Several children also went with them. Although they were young, they did their work more neatly than Jiang Zhao.

A few people do the cleaning, and those who do a lot of repairs work together in a division of labor.

Cleaned it inside and out.

But some utensils still need to be bought, such as quilts and pots and pans.

A few people concentrated on doing their own things. It was almost dark, but the ruined temple hadn't been cleaned yet.

Supporting his waist with both hands, Jiang Zhao said, "Let's talk about the rest later, go and pick them up first, or I'll be sleeping on the street today."

Anyway, there wasn't much left, at least the place where they lived was cleaned out, and there was no problem even if they cleaned the rest by themselves.

What's more, the children put in so much effort this afternoon, it's time for dinner.

Zhuzi's mother and father also nodded.

The children are now growling with hunger.

As the saying goes, if you are half a child, you will eat me to death.

Now is the time for the children to grow up.

Aunt Zhuzi packed up her things and said.

"Then let's go back now, and I'll cook something for you."

With that said, several people went down the mountain.

Jiang Zhao and Simu Bai didn't have a moment's free time. After going down the mountain, they went straight to the ruined temple. Wei Xiang and Jiu Qi were still waiting for them in the ruined temple.

Seeing the two people coming, Wei Xiang asked with a frown.

"Why have you been gone for so long?"

Even when I bought a house before, it didn't take so long.

Jiang Zhao explained: "Zhuzi's mother and father took us to find a ruined temple, not far from the village, but it's a bit remote, it's just right for them to live in."

"But no one has lived there for too long, and the dust has accumulated a thick layer, so we just cleaned it."

"I didn't expect that it would be dark soon after just a little cleaning."

"Now I'll take them to the ruined temple first, and you go to buy some daily necessities such as quilts and pots and pans."

With that said, Jiang Zhao took out his money bag and handed it to Wei Xiang.

Then he said: "After the shopping, you go to Zhuzi's house and ask Zhuzi's father to take you to that ruined temple."

Wei Xiang nodded after finishing the money bag, and took Jiu Qi to go shopping.

Then Jiang Zhao spoke loudly to the group of homeless men.

"We found a place for you in a few days. It is also a ruined temple, but the environment is much better than here. If you are interested, you can follow us."

If you are not interested, just stay.

As soon as these words came out, almost all of them got up except for the few strong men before, and followed Jiang Zhao and the others.

Fortunately, it is not far from Zhuzi's village.

And the tramps had nothing to bring.

The few people with limited hands and feet were all carried or carried by other people.

A group of people walked into the ruined temple in a mighty manner. Those who didn't know thought that there was going to be a meeting of the beggars' gang. This group of people were all going to hold the meeting of the beggars' gang.

Take this group of people to the ruined temple and let them go to the backyard to choose a Zen room by themselves.

Perhaps when the temple was first built, it was thought that there would be pilgrims coming to live here, or that other young monks would be recruited later, so there are quite a few meditation rooms in this temple for two people, so there is no need to worry about the lack of rooms.

Everyone has chosen their favorite room.

Before Jiang Zhao and the others brought them the rice noodles and the pot, they didn't leave a single bit for the strong men.

It's already late today, so I don't need to cook fine rice in the kitchen, I just cook some porridge to drink, and I will clean it up tomorrow and buy some rice noodles for cooking.

After a while, Wei Xiang and the others also came.

Wei Xiang, Jiuqi, and Zhuzi's father and mother were pushing a big cart, which was full of things, which should be quilts or the like.

(End of this chapter)