After ten minutes, Mrs. Hua stabilized her body and came to her senses.
Seeing old man Mu being stimulated and shaking non-stop, his wrinkled old face was full of tears.
She cried silently, and it took a while for her to calm down.
Wen Xue walked to Granny Hua's side, handed her a glass of warm water, and said softly: "Old granny, are you feeling better? Drink some water."
Mrs. Hua silently took the cup, drank some water, the fear in her body dissipated, and looked at the girl in front of her.
"Old lady, don't be afraid, there are so many of us."
Wen Xue whispered softly, and her whole body exuded a soft light, making people relax unconsciously.
She said softly: "Old lady, I am Wen Xue. We came here from a very far away place. We encountered many ferocious beasts along the way, but we all escaped. We are very powerful. No matter what they are, we can destroy them." .”
"Look at the black dumpling who is already dead. There is nothing to fear. Our people can kill the black dumpling. What you are worried about will not happen."
"Dead, dead..." Hua Pozi seemed to have realized just now that the black dumpling was dead.
Wen Xue said softly: "Yes, he is really dead. They will not hurt people again, there is nothing to be afraid of."
After some comfort, Mrs. Hua gradually recovered.
"Old lady, do you know what that is?" Wen Xue asked, pointing to the black silk ball.
Hua Pozi nodded, and the scene from many years ago reappeared in front of her eyes. "That's black worm, it's impossible to prevent. As long as it appears, many people will die."
Years ago, when she was a baby, she saw with her own eyes the killing scene of black worms. It left an indelible mark on the memory.
At that time, I was lucky enough to escape, but most of the people in the village died. Many years have passed, and the black worm has never appeared again, causing her to gradually forget those memories.
Today, however, the black worms are back. The fear in her memory immediately made Hua Pozi confused, and she only knew that she was going to be doomed.
After confirming that the black threadworm was completely dead, Hua Pozi gradually regained consciousness.
Wen Xue took out a pen and paper and wrote down the details described by Mrs. Hua one by one. These are precious materials.
After waiting for a long time, Old Man Mu gradually recovered, and Wen Xue asked again in detail.
Lanxing and others went to the village to check on the casualties last night and help with follow-up matters.
The dead must be buried as soon as possible, and the village's protection must be strengthened.
It’s just that time is urgent and what can be done is limited. They could only use branches to form a circle around the village to form a simple barrier.
As for how effective it would be, Lin Yan had no hope. But it can give the villagers a little more sense of security and make them less fearful.
On this day, people in Mang Village, regardless of adults or children, men, women, old or young, all joined the queue to repair the protective fence.
With more people and greater strength, those who cut down trees and dug holes completed the protective fence in one day.
The fence in your own yard should also be reinforced.
The house where Lin Yan and the others live has been fenced with thick wood and mud. It looks much better than the original open yard.
Originally, the villagers were busy stocking up on food. Although they didn't quite believe Gao Qiang's words that the cold season was coming, they still worked harder to prepare food. Just ignore the yard fence.
The sudden visit of the black worm made the villagers panic, which is more frightening than the ferocious beast breaking into the village.
For the next ten days or so, Lin Yan and the others hunted and fished as planned.
Zuo Tian has been staying in the village, helping every household build earthen beds and repair dilapidated houses.
On September 28th, the wind was freezing and the temperature dropped sharply.
When the people in Mang Village looked at Lin Yan, their eyes changed. The cold season was really coming.
Mutou came to the courtyard of the village head against the biting cold wind and said to Gao Qiang, "How do you know when the cold season will come?"
He didn't believe it at first. When the cold season would come, he relied on intuition and experience and could not predict accurately.
But what Gao Qiang and the others said came true, the cold season is really coming.
After thinking about it, Old Man Mu decided to ask. If they could determine the timing of the cold season, they could prepare earlier.
Gao Qiang smiled naively, "Look at the calendar. Every year at the end of September, the cold season will come, and it will end at the end of December and enter the hot season."
Old Man Mu was confused, "What is a calendar?"
"Wait a minute, I'll show it to you." They came out this time with two calendars, one kept by Wen Xue and the other in Lan Yue's hand.
Wen Xue was nearby, looking for the calendar from the cloth bag and handing it to Gao Qiang.
However, no matter how Gao Qiang explained, Old Man Mu became even more confused as he looked at the numbers drawn in circles in the book.
Wen Xue smiled and said: "Gao Qiang, they haven't learned numbers and can't understand them."
"Oh, I forgot about this." Gao Qiang scratched his head, "What can we do?"
Wen Xue said casually: "This is not easy. It happens to be the cold season and there is nothing to do. We, the people, teach the people in Yijiao Mang Village how to learn numbers and simple words."
Lin Yan heard it from next door and came out to praise: "This is the best. The numbers are simple and easy to understand, and one cold season is enough for them to master it. If you teach some simple words, you can learn as much as you want."
Gao Qiang hurriedly talked about this with Old Man Mu, and it took a long time for Old Man Mu to understand what they meant.
The old man did not agree immediately and wanted to go back and discuss with the villagers before making a decision.
Seeing the person walking away tremblingly, Wen Xue sighed: "It would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity."
Gao Qiang: "They will agree. Just by being able to accurately predict the cold season, Old Man Mu will convince the villagers."
Lin Yan: "If you don't want to, how about you convince them?"
Gao Qiang nodded, "Okay, I will make them willing to study."
In the afternoon, Old Man Mu and Mrs. Hua came over with two young men.
They were reluctant to go out and walk in such a cold weather, but thinking of Lin Yan and the others' abilities, they were very moved and had to come.
Mrs. Hua carefully inquired about what she needed for study and learned that the villagers didn't need to prepare anything. They just had to find a good place and arrive at the agreed place on time.
Of course I agree to such a good thing.
This year, with help from outside households, every household has abundant food reserves and does not have to stay at home.
In addition to people who weave at home, everyone can come and learn.
Mrs. Hua and Old Man Mu left happily, having already decided to start classes tomorrow.
Lin Yan and Wen Xue had other things to do and had no time to go to class, so they had to rely on Blue Star and the others to teach them.
Just simple words and numbers, not difficult for them.
Each person brings a wooden board, and a piece of black wood picked from the fire can start the class.
For Lin Yan and others, this was a very common thing, but for the people in Mang Village, it was something new and extraordinary.
Everyone who could come came despite the cold wind and wanted to know what they would learn in class.
Men, women, old and young gathered together, as well as the baby in the arms of the village woman, and rushed to the nearest class location from home.
When Lanxing walked into the house and saw the room full of people, he immediately felt the strong thirst for knowledge among the people in Mang Village.
How could a teacher not like such a person?
