Chapter 220 Post-Disaster Reconstruction
"Patriarch, did any of you here marry like brothers and sisters?"
"Marriage? What is that?"
Lu Yuxi accidentally said a modern word, no wonder she didn't understand: "It means getting married."
"No, since decades ago, our old patriarch has stopped us from doing this, so no one here is a brother or sister."
"Oh, that's it!" Isn't there any other reason?
The night was slowly getting deeper, and the storm was still blowing. Almost all of them were dreaming. Only Lu Yuxi and Kurobe stared wide-eyed.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Looking at your beauty makes me unable to extricate myself." Kurobe's words were like a joke, but they were serious.
Lu Yuxi smiled bitterly. When she went down to the cellar, she clearly messed up her hair. He said that, which made her feel embarrassed.
"Nerve, sleep."
Looking at her cute sleeping face, Kurobe smiled softly, hoping to be with you in the days to come.
After a good night's sleep, Lu Yuxi stretched and found that there was no one in the cellar. What happened? Blown away by the wind?
"Alas, it's like this every time the wind blows and it rains heavily, really, alas!"
"Don't complain, Lao Niu. You have come here for so many years, are you still afraid of the future? Life, it will pass after you endure it."
After the storm, the ground was a mess, and the originally beautiful small thatched cottage was blown away without a trace.
"Kuobe, what happened?" Lu Yuxi, who walked out of the cellar, rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"The house built by the tribe fell down, and everyone is very worried."
Luckily, Lu Yu opened his eyes and saw that the wheat that had grown very well fell to the ground at once, and the house on the ground was also blown into tatters: "How could this be!"
"The house is made of straw, so there is no way to withstand this storm." Kurobe observed very carefully.
Everyone is busy rebuilding after the disaster. Fortunately, the weather is cooler and doesn't feel uncomfortable.
"Drink water, father-in-law, you also drink water." Jing Tian helped pour the water one by one, and even the naughty Erwazi was skillfully busy among the crowd.
"Little girl, can you do me a favor?" Jing Tian set her eyes on Lu Yuxi.
"Just call me Xiaoxi, and if I can help you, just say, there is him." He pulled Kurobe out.
"It's just that we haven't eaten our morning meal yet, can you..." If it wasn't for being too busy, Jing Tian wouldn't want to trouble Lu Yuxi.
"Okay, but..." Lu Yuxi looked at the messy scene, not knowing where to start.
"It's not here, you go ahead, there is a small house that hasn't been blown up in Nian, where is my mother, can you help me prepare meals for our whole village."
"Of course." Lu Yuxi was sweating coldly, the whole village was united enough.
Pulling Kurobe and leaving: "Go, cook with me!"
"..." Wouldn't it be too obvious for her to catch a strong man, he grew up wearing a gun, where has he seen that kind of thing.
In a small corner at the back, I found a house that had not been blown. The roof was still smoking, and it seemed that it had started.
"Mother-in-law, are you there? We're here to help."
"Why are you here? There's a lot of dust here. Just let me, the old lady, come here. You can go back and rest." For Jing Ma, these two are Bodhisattvas who help the patriarchs find jewelry, how can they help them.