A northerly wind blows in the oak forest, and the assassin's body will rot with the fallen leaves in the forest next spring after the ice and snow melt, turning into a handful of fertile soil. Maybe he won't be starved until then
The little beasts in the forest ate everything, even the bones would be carried back to their nests.
Surdak rode his horse through the mountains for a long time, until he confirmed that there were no followers behind him. Then he found the mountain road leading out of the mountain pass and moved forward through the heavy snow.
The journey that could have been completed in one day had to wait until late at night before Suldak finally crossed the mountain pass.
Under the moon, the mountains and fields were completely white. Standing at the mountain pass, Surdak could clearly see the jungle of crosses on the top of the mountain. The bones and torn clothes of the robbers were swaying in the north wind.
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Until the Woer village hidden in the ravine appeared in Suldak's sight, a warm current suddenly flowed through his body.
Wall Village seemed quiet under the snowy night. The dead tree at the entrance of the village was whining by the wind. The whistling sound was mixed with the clanking sound of wooden boards. Many footprints were left under the dead tree. Under the dead tree,
There is a long snow wall, castle and snow slide piled up in the open space next to it. Such a large project must have been completed by the joint efforts of the children in the village. Many houses are dark, and people in the village are used to going to bed early in the winter.
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The local dogs in the village discovered the outsiders and let out a series of barks. However, when they rushed out of the village in groups and saw the familiar figure in the snow, they lowered their heads and shook their heads in a flattering manner.
Tails walked closer, whimpering softly. The ham, frozen fish, and frozen meat brought back by Suldak would not be thrown to them casually.
He was welcomed into the village by a group of village dogs. The ravine was covered with a thick layer of snow. Surdak looked up and saw a semicircular dam suddenly appeared at the upper reaches of the ravine. The first-level reservoir was as expected.
After the construction was completed before winter, Suldak led the horse up the road in the village. When passing the central square of the village, twenty carriages parked neatly next to the carpentry workshop. The snow at the door of the carpentry workshop was covered with snow.
It was cleaned cleanly, and it seemed that the workshop still did not stop in the winter. Through the wooden fence, you could see the unfinished waterwheel inside the workshop.
The house where Selena lived was also dark. There were three snowmen piled at the door. The tallest snowman among them also had a shield made of snow and a long sword cut from branches. Surdak paused for a moment.
, he continued walking up to the front of his yard. Through the wall of the yard, Suldak saw the newly built red thatched cowshed. The cow was chewing cud quietly in the cowshed, probably feeling the wall.
There was movement outside, making a low sound.
The courtyard door was locked from the inside. Suldak easily pried open the courtyard door, led the horse and walked in. He led the ancient horse covered in snow into the cowshed. For this uninvited guest, the original owner in the cowshed
The owner made a "moo" sound and expressed his dissatisfaction to Surdak. Surdak ignored it at all and just silently took off the saddle from the Gubolai horse, and then put the cotton covering on the horse's back.
He untied the quilt and the blanket wrapping the horse's legs one by one, brought a bucket of water from the kitchen water tank to drink the horse, and picked up a large armful of fodder from the stone trough on the side. These fodder should be prepared by Rita for tomorrow morning.
The cow next to it made another dissatisfied protest.
Suldak heard the sound of the door of the main house being pushed open. He turned around and saw Rita standing dumbfounded in the yard holding a wooden stick, followed by Natasha in single clothes.
"Dake, why did you come back from Helensa City with such heavy snow?"
Rita didn't think much at all, she just threw away the stick in her hand. Regardless of the fact that the temperature at night was so low that water could turn into ice, she ran to Surdak in a single coat and gave him a big hug. Surdak even covered his hair and eyebrows.
It was all snow, and the whole person looked like a snow beast on the snowy mountain. The whole body was covered in white. I don’t know how Rita recognized herself at a glance.
Feeling a warm breath coming towards him, Suldak quickly caught it, and then caught Natasha's gentle gaze standing behind him.
"It's too cold outside, let's go inside and talk." Suldak put his hands on Rita's tight and soft shoulders, moved her away from his arms, and said to the two women standing in the snow wearing single clothes.
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Only then did Rita feel the cold. She clasped her hands on her chest to cover the clear outlines exposed under her linen shirt, her pretty face turned a little red.
However, a pair of big blue eyes still asked with great concern: "What happened? Why are you walking on a mountain road in this weather?"
The expression on her face was so much like his brother's that Suldak couldn't help but touch the top of her head.
Surdak stretched out his other hand to hold Natasha, and said as he walked into the house: "Nothing happened, everything is fine, a magician in the city needs to buy some sulfur ore, I will
I came back specially to get the sulfur ore."
Entering the house, Surdak finally felt a touch of warmth. Rita lit a candle in the narrow living room. The living room still had the same furnishings as before. Surdak took off his cloak and was about to sit down.
When I came down to take a breath, I saw the door of Old Sheila's room opened, and Old Sheila staggered out of the house.
Suldak walked over and hugged Old Sheila. Old Sheila had some difficulty with her legs and feet, so she pulled Suldak to sit down on the chair by the fireplace and ordered: "Rita, go and boil some hot water.
A hot bath can keep the cold away."
Then he said to Natasha who was standing behind: "Natasha, please light the fireplace again and hang up a scone. There is still some chestnut porridge left last night. Duck needs to drink something hot."
The ashes in the fireplace were still warm. Natasha took some wheat straw from outside and lit a few pine cones in the stove. The flames suddenly started burning. She hung a piece of baked wheat cake by the stove and added a small bite.
The cooking pot was hung on the fire, and the chestnut porridge inside quickly started to steam.
Suldak rubbed his hands and said to old Sheila who looked tired: "You go and have a rest. I'll have something to eat and then go to bed."
"As I get older, I don't get that much sleep. Sit down and tell me about things in the city..." Old Sheila smiled faintly at Suldak and said slowly.
Natasha took out a blanket for Old Sheila and covered her legs. Old Sheila casually asked Suldak about life in the city of Helensa.
"Where I live...I am currently living in the student dormitory of Knight College. The conditions there are very good, with a separate room and a terrace..." Suldak said honestly, but it was obvious that Old Sheila did not understand the dormitory.
What exactly is the building, and I can't imagine what the terrace looks like, but listening to Suldak vividly describe the appearance of the college, there is a faint smile in Old Sheila's eyes.
She seemed to have thought that in a few years, little Peter would be able to study at the Knight Academy and live in a spacious and warm dormitory. This was probably Old Sheila's biggest wish.
"The cafeteria in the college provides three meals a day, including white bread and broth every day..." Suldak continued.
Very few people in Wall Village can eat white bread. The refined wheat flour used to make white bread is very different from whole wheat flour. It is necessary to remove the hulls and grind away the bran and germ on the surface of the wheat kernels, and the remaining wheat kernels are carefully selected.
Only by grinding it again after selection can you obtain fine wheat flour. Grinding this kind of wheat flour is simply a waste of food. No one in Wall Village would do this, but this does not mean that they do not know white bread. I heard Suldak talk about the college.
The cafeteria serves broth every day, and Rita next to her couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Surdak once again told old Sheila about joining the guard camp of Hiranza City. This was an honor that Wall Village had never had. After hearing that Surdak's life in Hiranza City was so comfortable, Old Sheila
Her spirit gradually calmed down, and she couldn't help but feel sleepy. She lifted the blanket and slowly stood up. She didn't want her body to be in any condition, at least not until little Peter entered the Knight Academy.
Old Sheila said to Suldak before going to bed: "There has been no fire in your house. It is as cold as an ice cellar. Take a hot bath to relieve your fatigue. Just sleep here tonight!"
"Okay." Suldak was holding a small cooking pot and eating hot chestnut porridge.
Rita also brought over a plate of thinly sliced raw ham, and Suldak tore off a piece of crispy pancake. He thought it was really good to eat it together.
After finishing all this, Rita yawned and walked into the room to go to bed. She knew she had to leave some time for Natasha and Suldak.
Surdak was devouring scones. Under the candlelight, Natasha's eyes were extremely focused. She sat on a small stool nearby, resting her elbows on her knees and supporting her chin with one hand, watching Suldak quietly.
, since the man in front of her appeared in her life, her life has been constantly changing. The cold north wind no longer pours into the room along the cracks in the roof, and there is no need to spend every day in order to save the few grains throughout the winter.
If you go to bed hungry, you probably won’t have to go to the tidal flats to dig grass roots tomorrow spring. Your current life should be given by the goddess! What’s not satisfying about this?
After eating, Surdak got into the warm wooden barrel, and the chill in his body was completely driven away. Natasha walked in holding a clean and loose linen pajamas. Surdak raised his head and wanted to pull Na.
Tasha's hand escaped like a deer.
After Suldak took a hot bath and wiped his wet hair while wearing thin pajamas, he returned to the living room.
Natasha poured out all the water in the barrel, otherwise when the water in the barrel freezes tomorrow morning, the barrel will be burst by the ice.
There was only a red charcoal fire left in the fireplace in the living room. The most comfortable lounge chair next to it was covered with a thick quilt. Surdak was warming up to the warm fire and lay down on the lounge chair. Natasha was busy.
After finishing all this, he blew out the remaining candles in the living room and was about to go back to the room quietly.
"How about... talk to me for a while."
In the dim living room, Suldak whispered.
Natasha stopped, her gentle face flushed slightly, but she still walked slowly to Suldak and sat down on another chair by the fireplace. The red fire reflected her beautiful face.
Her face and blue eyes became a little deeper. Suldak came closer, reached out to rub her curly blond hair, and wrapped her in the quilt.
"It's so cold sitting like this! Do you want to lie with me for a while..."
Natasha didn't know how she ended up squeezed into a narrow lounge chair with Suldak. It was like she was under a spell. Her mind was empty. There were only a pair of determined eyes and some prickly beard in front of her eyes. Natasha
Sha leaned out as much as possible to avoid taking up too much space and making Suldak uncomfortable, but then a pair of big hands hugged her tightly.
Before Natasha could struggle, Suldak whispered: "Don't move around, just hold me like this for a while..."
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Natasha woke up suddenly when she heard the sound of the door opening.
She couldn't even remember when she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, it was already dawn. Looking at the clothes scattered beside the fireplace, Natasha just wanted to escape from the scene as soon as possible.
In a panic, she lifted her body up from the arms of the sleeping Surdak. She was so empty that Natasha almost cried. Even her pajamas and other items were gone, just in time to meet the man who had just gotten up and came out of the room.
Rita walked out with a narrow smile, and quickly retracted into the cup. Worried about waking up Suldak, she got up lightly, hugged her own clothes, and walked quickly from Rita with a blushing face.
He ran into the room inside.
'Fortunately it's Rita, this is nothing, it's not the first time...'
Natasha hypnotized herself.
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Surdak was woken up by an excited scream. He didn't know how long it had been since he had slept so soundly. Even in his sleep, he kept swimming in the sea of consciousness and feeling the sensations in his body.
The nodes are constantly lit, and it is rare to sleep until I wake up naturally.
"Dad, it turns out I'm not dreaming!"
Little Peter got into Suldak's bed in his pajamas. His little feet were cold. He stared at Suldak with wide eyes, rubbing his face hard and yelling, Su
Erdak quickly stopped little Peter to prevent him from kicking off the quilt.
"Peter, you should let him sleep a little longer. He came back very late yesterday..."
Natasha was fully dressed, wearing an apron, and came over with a glass of warm water. First, she let little Peter take a sip of water, and then poured the rest into Suldak's mouth.
"I came back last night, and you didn't even wake me up!" Little Peter looked at Natasha angrily.
But then Rita pinched his ears and pulled him out of Surdak's bed.
Little Peter protested loudly and begged for mercy quietly...
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Suldak pushed the door open and walked into the old village chief's house. The old village chief's family was eating breakfast around the dining table. The dining table was crowded with people, and even his native dog named Kara was curled up.
Hidden under the dining table.
When Charlie saw Suldak, he quickly stood up and asked with wide eyes and surprise: "Dak, why did you come back from Halanza City?"
The old village chief also looked at Suldak in confusion, but he was much calmer than his son Charlie, and asked Suldak: "Have you had breakfast? If not, let's have some together..."