After listening to Liu Qiao'er's words, Village Chief Wang nodded and said, "You are Tiejun's wife. If I remember correctly, your real name is Liu Mei, right?"
Liu Qiaoer nodded: "Village Chief, what do you want to say?"
Village Chief Wang said, "You are a knowledgeable and educated person. I want you to be a leader in the village and help the remaining villagers survive."
Liu Qiaoer thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but I'm an outsider after all, and I'm afraid they won't obey me."
Village Chief Wang was silent for a moment before he said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about them. In a couple of days, our village will accept a group of people from other places. Some family members in our village have already died, and there are still many homeless people in the city. It's cold outside, and I don't know how long this weather will last."
"The higher-ups decided that the surrounding villages should vacate their habitable houses for those who are still alive to use."
So that's how it is. No wonder Liu Qiaoer saw that there was almost no one in the village commune. It turned out that everyone was living in each household. At this time, they didn't care whether there were any dead or not.
Besides, those things can be burned to keep warm.
Liu Qiaoer nodded silently: "Okay, I'll listen to the village chief. When the poisonous fog dissipates, I will report to the village committee."
As he was speaking, the atomization ended and the village chief's old eyes hesitated for a moment.
Liu Qiaoer took out her medicine box and said, "Village Chief, you see, I don't get sick very often, so I only have this much medicine. If you need it, you can take it all."
There are spiritual springs and many Chinese medicines in Liu Qiaoer's space, which can also cure diseases.
She would take it out if needed, but she would give it to the person who helped her.
On the seventh day when the poisonous fog arrived, a strong wind blew at night and all that could be heard was the whistling sound of the wind outside.
After the blast, the poisonous fog outside dissipated a lot. Before, you couldn't see the other side's poisonous fog within half a meter, but now it has become much thinner.
The village chief sent a message to Liu Qiaoer, asking her to come and help and wear a mask.
Liu Qiaoer was more capable and went out directly carrying an oxygen tank.
It was still very cold outside, so Liu Qiaoer still wore three layers inside and three layers outside.
When she arrived at the village committee, Liu Qiaoer met other people and put the oxygen cylinder in her hand on the table.
"I bought these when I was planning to travel, and now these are left. Take a look and use them if you need them."
The poisonous fog dissipated, but the air was not very fresh. Liu Qiaoer brought four oxygen cylinders, but there were only three people left in the village committee, so it was still enough.
The village chief took a deep breath from the oxygen bottle and nodded: "If it becomes difficult to breathe in the future, we will really not be able to survive."
Liu Qiaoer: "Is the village chief's cough better?"
The village chief smiled naively: "Much better, much better, thanks to your medicine."
The other two people are a young college student in the village named Wang Zhaolin, and a college student who was assigned here right after graduation named Cui Bohao. Although they are not from the same university, they are of similar age and are the most energetic at work.
As for the other village committee members in the village, some were killed and some were injured.
The three people exchanged greetings for a moment, and the village chief began to assign tasks.
"We have received a notice from our superiors that this wind will not blow for many days, but it has caused a lot of damage to our village. We need to clean up the empty houses and supplies in the village, and then allocate them in a unified manner."
"Also, a group of refugees will arrive in the village this afternoon. We will be responsible for settling them."
Liu Qiaoer glanced around and said, "With only four of us, we can't do much work."
The village chief pointed at Wang Zhaolin and said, "Organize the labor force in the village to do a day's work and distribute more supplies. Twenty people should be enough. Please register the list."
Then he said to Cui Bohao, "You and this aunt go and count the population. The poisonous fog has caused illness. Go to the village clinic and count the medicines. Use all that can be used."
Liu Qiaoer thought for a moment and said, "Some Chinese herbal medicines are good. If I remember correctly, mugwort can temporarily alleviate the poisonous fog in the air."
The village chief frowned and said, "It's just that there isn't much mugwort left now."
Liu Qiaoer took out a box of moxa sticks and said, "My shoulder is not good, so I bought a box of moxa sticks before. After burning them, they can relieve the poisonous fog. You can also soak them in water and sprinkle the water on the mask."
The village chief was obviously very happy: "So this is possible. OK, I'll distribute it later. Boil one and give it to the people working. Those who don't have a mask can use a towel."
The village chief got a moxa stick and boiled it in the teapot in the office, and Wang Zhaolin started to call people in the group.
Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao went to the village door to door to count the number of people. Cui Bohao had a thick roster in his hand, but it was becoming thinner and thinner.
This village is actually not very big. Most of the people there are surnamed Wang, so this village is called Xiaowang Village. The village not far from them is a bit bigger and is called Dawang Village.
It is said that their ancestors were one family, but later the brothers separated and the family became two villages.
Later, because it was located in the suburbs of the city, after the city was built, some of the land in the village was sold and used to build buildings.
Many young people in the village have gone to the city to work, and there are not many left at home, except for the elderly and children.
In addition, during the previous summer vacation, some college students and high school students came back to live here.
That’s quite a lot of people.
After the end of the world, those who lived nearby went back to their hometowns. Some of those who lived far away were able to get in touch with the people but couldn’t come back, and some were not able to get in touch at all.
There are five teams in the village, arranged in groups from east to west.
Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao counted the population door to door. If they came across an empty house, they would send a message in the group and ask Wang Zhaolin to bring people to clean it up.
Liu Qiaoer felt her heart beginning to soften again.
The scene was truly tragic.
A heavy rain, an icy cold, a poisonous fog, too many empty houses in the village, and too many deaths and injuries.
The first brigade had five rows in total, with about fifty to sixty households, but less than ten of them were still alive.
At the first house, Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao knocked hard on the door, but no one answered. Feeling uneasy, Liu Qiaoer took out a piece of wire from her hair and pried the door open.
The yard is a mess, but one can vaguely see that although this yard was shabby, it was still tidy in the past. There are vegetables and green onions planted on the sides, and there is an electric car and a tricycle in the greenhouse.
Cui Bohao shouted a few times: "Wang Cheng's family, is there anyone in the room?"
It is a bungalow, with one room in the middle, one room on the east side, and stairs leading to the platform on the west side.
No one responded. Liu Qiaoer started to push the door, but it was not locked. People in the countryside only locked the main door, and they had no habit of locking the door in the yard.
The door on the east side opened easily, and inside was grain, at least four or five bags of freshly harvested wheat, all of which were still husked.
In addition to the wheat, there were some farm tools placed in a mess. The house was very cold. Liu Qiaoer saw a mouse frozen to death.
Cui Bohao entered the main gate, and soon after he entered, he called Liu Qiaoer: "Auntie, Auntie, come quickly."
Liu Qiaoer held her forehead with her hand: "Don't call me aunt, I'm not much older than you. My last name is Liu, you can call me Sister Liu."
When I entered the main room, it was in a mess, but the charcoal fire was still burning in the basin.