Four Hundred and Fifty-Eight: The First Winter (5)

The first snow in early winter fell for three days and three nights.

Xiangyang County is doing pretty well. So far, there have been no tragic incidents of people freezing to death in their homes or houses collapsing due to snow.

Wearing a thick sweater and woolen trousers, and two thick clothes wrapped around it, I went out for a walk, and my bones slowly started to feel warm.

Which of them has not been working since childhood?

My body is strong and strong, and my ability to withstand the cold is strong. Now that I have the magic tool to keep out the cold - sweaters and woolen pants, I can't be too happy this winter.

However, even though Jiang Pengji worked so hard, some disharmonious things still happened from time to time.

"Oh - this is the fourth child this month..."

The patrolling soldiers heard a baby crying in the alley. They went to check and found a worn-out swaddle lying in the ice and snow.

“It’s a girl—these old shameless things!!”

The soldier opened the swaddling clothes and saw that it was indeed a girl.

Feeling a little pity in my heart, I opened the collar and stuffed the child inside to keep the child warm.

Out of survival instinct, this child had been crying in the snow for an unknown amount of time, and his little face was already turning blue.

The soldier looked around and found that the door of a courtyard was slightly open, and a pair of cloudy eyes were focusing on this corner.

"Old beast!"

The soldier spat in that direction, raised his hand and tightened his gun, and the door was immediately closed.

"The county magistrate now does not allow relatives to murder babies, and even does not allow pregnant women to be maliciously miscarried, which is the same as murder. Those individuals just came up with this method, just throw the child out, and let the child freeze to death and starve to death." Another person The patrolling soldier raised his hand and poked him and said, "Send the child to the nursery. It's very cold outside."

If you really don’t want a child, you might as well send it to an infant care center. I really don’t understand why these old immortals are doing such evil.

After experiencing the tragic earthquake, these soldiers had a different understanding of life, and they were not used to such measures of killing innocent people.

The county magistrate is benevolent, and as long as every household is lazy and lazy, they can always feed their family.

only,

No matter how good the policy is, it cannot stop some people who like to lie on the ground and wait for pie to fall from the sky.

Not to mention anything else, just buying sweaters and trousers this winter, if the family works diligently, they can earn 200 yuan in two or three days, and they will be allocated fields next spring, and their life will only get better and better. Why? Maybe not even able to feed a baby?

How much can such a small child eat?

Some people are not having a good life. They don't reflect on how lazy they are. They just blame their family for having too many mouths to eat.

The soldier glanced at the door coldly, spat in disgust, and continued patrolling.

That evening, Jiang Pengji received the news, and her originally cheerful expression instantly turned gloomy.

"A bunch of hopeless trash." Jiang Pengji sneered, with uncontrollable disgust and contempt in her eyes, "Let's find out, whose children are those? Whoever lost the child, who was caught, will be thrown directly into the county I'm going to the prison to reflect and reflect. Do you really think that if the child froze to death in the snow and starved to death, he would not be counted as his murderer?"

Qi Guanrang and Feng Jin both have daughters, and they really hate this phenomenon.

"Lord, doing this is just treating the symptoms rather than the root cause."

Qi Guanrang did not let go of his feather fan even in the winter. He mused, "Even if a new law is issued, if they don't want to raise those children, they still have other ways. This is the policy from above and the countermeasures from below. The children will suffer when the time comes. There will only be more.”

It's pretty good now, at least only a few of them were lost. The scene Qi Guan Rang saw when he was a child is considered tragic.

Li Yun pinched his chin and suggested, "How about letting every household send the children they can't afford to raise directly to the nursery?"

Meng Hun quickly objected, shaking his head and saying, "This method won't work. What if those people who are too lazy to work and don't care about raising children continue to have children? If the master is taken as the scapegoat, is it possible that the county government will really raise it? Such a situation There are also many foolish people.”

A hundred meters feeds a hundred people. Some people are simple and kind, but some are also sharp and vicious.

Jiang Pengji sat at the top and said coldly, "This method is okay."

Li Yun's eyes lit up. Was his proposal accepted?

Jiang Pengji added, "However, the parents of children sent to the orphanage must sign a contract to sever their blood ties. From now on, the two will not be allowed to meet each other. No matter what their future encounters are, they must not interfere with each other. If they meet in private, they will be If found, they will be punished. When the children are older, they can talk about it. There is no need to talk about blood ties. Do these people really think that they are qualified to be parents if they give birth to a child? The county government finds that someone is deliberately abusing children and will impose heavy fines if confirmed!"

She speaks rather unpleasantly.

She had already made a law that elders and relatives should not take the lives of young children at will, but there were still people who knew the law and broke it.

If there is no explanation, where is her authority as the county magistrate?

Jiang Pengji was silent for a moment and said, "I will make these children mature and not be ants in this troubled world."

The nursery houses not only newborns, but also children of all ages who have been trafficked and discarded, most of them girls.

Jiang Pengji had seen them. They looked like little beasts that had been injured. They could only lick their wounds silently, with a look of confusion in their eyes.

Today's booming Xiangyang County is still like this. What should other places look like?

She can't protect these people for a lifetime, but she can teach them how to protect themselves and become strong.

"Cough cough cough——"

Coughs came from the simple wooden house, and the strong smell of medicine slowly floated out.

"Mr. Zixiao, the medicine has been boiled."

A thin young man holding a bowl of black medicine said in a low voice, and a hoarse response came from the house.

Entering the house, the vision was dim, and a sick young man was lying on the bed.

This was Wei Ci who had walked for more than half a year but still couldn't reach the border of Xiangyang County.

To be honest, his luck was really bad, and he had reached the point where drinking water would make his teeth ache.

"Mr. Zixiao, you look pale, are you still feeling cold?" the young man asked, "Do you want to bring another mattress?"

"No need..." Wei Ci drank the bowl of medicine while suppressing his nausea, frowning, and said weakly, "It's just an old problem of cold body. This winter is cold and cold, so it's normal to get sick... It's okay, it will get better after a while... How is the outside arrangement, are there any other problems?"

"Sir, don't worry, the head of the village is arranging it with everyone. Now the mountain is closed due to heavy snow, and those beasts can't get in." Seeing the fatigue between Wei Ci's eyebrows, the young man subconsciously lowered his voice, quietly packed up the medicine bowl and went out, closing the door to prevent the cold wind from entering.

"Zhang Ping held a piece of wild grass in his mouth and asked the boy, how is Zixiao?"

"The fever has subsided, but the cough has not improved. The whole person is as cold as an ice cube. It's worrying." The boy sighed. There was only one unreliable barefoot doctor in the village. The herbs he boiled were also collected by himself. Who knows how effective the medicine is. "How is Mr. Xiheng's arm?"

Zhang Ping smiled and narrowed his eyes. "It's okay. At least he can walk and jump. He is not as weak as the sick beauty inside..."