Zanthoxylum bungeanum

Chapter 124 Whimsical
At the door of the firewood house, they saw a family who wanted to help the poor. They burned a brazier at the door to warm the fire.

"Guard Liu, you're here..." A man saw Liu Huaying and hurriedly stood up to greet him. A woman beside him also stood up holding a two- or three-year-old child.

"Han Chunmao, I've come to see you. How are you doing? Is there any food left?" Liu Huaying asked with a smile on her face.

Han Chunmao nodded, "Yes, there are still more than a dozen bags of noodles you sent over a year ago."

"Why are there so many more?" Liu Huaying was a little surprised that they had carried twenty bags in total. They were eating by four of them.

"There are sweet potatoes in the cellar, and the flour in the kitchen is in the tank, and they haven't burned out." Han Chunmao explained.

Li Yan looked at Han Chunjie. His hands were tied behind his back with a rope, and he sat quietly on a low stool at the door of the woodshed. Burned.

Counting, I haven't seen him for eleven or twelve years, but Li Yan still recognized him at a glance as Han Chunjie, his appearance hasn't changed much, and he has another obvious feature, there are three small spots on the base of his ears mole.

There was only a pair of empty eyes, and he didn't know where he was looking.

"Han Chunmao, your brother doesn't seem to be sick, why are you still tied up?" Liu Huaying looked at Han Chunjie as if he was still normal.

Han Chunmao sighed heavily first, "After the house caught fire, he seemed to have regained consciousness a lot, and he even knew to call me brother, which made me so happy.

Thinking about whether to save money and avoid disasters, the house is gone, and it is a good deal to exchange for a sober brother.

On the night of the second day of the new year, we drank some wine before going to bed. In the middle of the night, my wife woke me up, and I found out that he had cut his hand, and the blood flowed all over the place. Fortunately, we found it early. Nothing happened. Can tie him up again. "

suicide? !Li Yan looked at Han Chunjie again, there was something he couldn't overcome, and he wanted to end his life after waking up.

"Can you be tied up for a day, or for a lifetime?" Liu Huaying looked at Han Chunjie again, thinking about it.

Han Chunmao sighed, "I don't want to let him die, let's tie him up first."

Niu Sanbo silently took out the candy from his pocket and handed it to Han Chunmao's child.

The child looked at his mother, saw her nodding, and then stretched out his hand to grab it.

"What are you going to do? You can't live in the firewood house forever!" Liu Huaying asked.

Han Chunmao looked at the sky, "The main house of this family only has a dangerous wall on one side, so you only need to build another mud wall next to it from the inside. It seems that it will rain at night. If it rains heavily, you can take it out tomorrow." Mud and mud walls."

"I can help." Niu San spoke.

Li Yan calculated that she had two days, "I can dig mud."

Liu Huaying nodded, "I don't know how to build walls, I'll send mud."

It's simply whimsical, but these few people still want to build a house, Shen Wu is really speechless, "I'm going back to the village to find a few people to work together."

"It's okay, 100 yuan a day, and the Poverty Alleviation Office will pay for it." Liu Huaying originally wanted to pay for the villagers to work together, but she didn't expect Shen Wu to say no.

"Ah... ah..." Han Chunmao's wife pointed at Shen Wu and yelled, making gestures while talking.

Everyone looked at Han Chunmao, "What is your wife talking about?"

Han Chunmao scratched his head, "I don't know what she's talking about, she's never been like this before."

Han Chunmao's wife became even more anxious, gesticulating non-stop.

(End of this chapter)