"The watermelon vines in your field have crawled into my field, why don't you go and do it!" Uncle Hua wanted to accuse him unjustly, saying that Shaoqiu touched Xiaohua's butt, but what good would this do to Xiaohua?
So he said this.
"I know, I will get the watermelon vine back tomorrow when I have free time, but I am reading a book now, so I will go after reading it." Shaoqiu replied.
"You only know how to read. What's the use of reading? Bookworm!" Uncle Hua said disdainfully.
After saying this, Uncle Hua's anger was gone and he was in a good mood again. The songs he sang while walking on the road were so good again.
Uncle Hua went to his house and cut up the melon to eat. Of course he got the melon from Shaoqiu. Anyway, he didn’t go to guard it. He would eat it if he didn’t want it. However, Xiaohua knew that his melon came from an evil source, so he didn’t eat it.
, just sitting silently, still angry.
The sky is getting colder, the north wind is howling, the earth is shivering, withered leaves are falling one by one, but in the middle of the night, the dragon deep in the river is roaring low.
And this Shaoqiu still stayed in his house that was said to be haunted. He didn't go out or light a fire. He just sat at his desk and coughed constantly. The lung disease made him so haggard that he didn't have much strength to walk anymore.
, take a break after walking a few steps.
Outside this house, heavy snow is falling and the north wind is strong, while on the Grimm Mountains to the north of this deserted village, ghosts are crying continuously.
In the middle of the night, the snow fell even harder, and the black bandit was bored out of his mind due to the cold in this deserted village. Hearing this black bandit's voice, Shaoqiu was scared to death for fear of this black bandit.
He rushed into his own room and slapped himself in the face.
Someone knocked on the door, and the sound was so loud. It was probably that the door was about to break, because he heard the sound of broken boards. Now it was over, the door was broken, how could it block the cold north wind.
"Open the door!" Someone yelled outside. The loud voice made Shaoqiu cough again, and his heartbeat accelerated a little, and it even had the momentum to jump out of his mouth.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to respond at first, but the knocking on the door became louder and louder. If he didn't open the door again, the door would be broken. And if the door was broken, it would not be able to block the north wind and heavy snow would rush in. He had no choice but to
Go to the door and open it.
The black bandit rushed in, and the snow on his body was wrapped tightly around him, but it kept shaking off in Shaoqiu's house, and sprinkled the snow on Shaoqiu's books. This house was already cold,
He didn't dare to light a fire because people didn't allow him to light a fire. They said that the light from the fire would pierce people's eyes and cause blindness. They also said that if Shaoqiu insisted on lighting a fire, they would
He plucked out one of his eyes as compensation. Shaoqiu had no choice but to dare not get angry.
"How are you doing?" Shaoqiu greeted politely.
"Damn it, you want to trample me under your feet?" the black bandit roared, viciously.
"How dare you!" Shaoqiu was still very polite.
"I have something to ask you." The black bandit said straight to the point.
"Feel free to ask, as long as I can help, I will do my best!" Shaoqiu said. After saying this, he started coughing again.
"That's it," the black bandit said as he tore off a large piece of Shaoqiu's quilt and wiped the uppers of his muddy leather shoes.
Seeing this black bandit acting like this, Shaoqiu wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare, because he had seen this black bandit sharpening his knife in the daytime. If this angered him and he was stabbed, it would not be easy.
"It's like this. My boat sank. You have to go to the river to pick up my boat. Otherwise, if the weather clears up, I won't be able to transport the goods anymore." The black bandit said confidently. After saying this,
He threw the dirty cloth into the corner of the room and started smoking his cigar again.
"I'm afraid my body can't bear it, so you'd better hire someone else." Shaoqiu said.
"Are you going?" The black bandit took out a dagger from his pocket and pointed it at Shaoqiu's throat and asked.
"Okay, I'll go, I'll go!" Shaoqiu had no choice but to agree.
Shaoqiu followed the black bandit to the small river. His eyes were full of river water, misty water, and strong wind howling like an anger.
The heavy snow falls on people like stones, which makes people extremely frightened. The black bandit lit a fire at the sunken ship. The fire was not very big, and there was a slight smoke. The black bandit sat on his own
He was warming himself by the fire. He was very afraid of the cold. He kept breathing into his hands while warming himself. The air that came out was also so white that it was hard to distinguish it from the heavy snow.
Shaoqiu came close to the black bandit and asked him where the big ship sank. He was sick and still couldn't stop coughing. As for Shaoqiu's cough, the black bandit didn't care, but he knew the disease.
It might be contagious, but no, I grabbed a handful of grass on the ground and covered my mouth and nose.
"What are you asking? Just stay here!" said the black bandit. "Get down quickly, otherwise, it will snow heavily and it will be bad."
Shaoqiu went to the edge of the river and tested the water with his feet. It was really colder than iron. When his feet touched the water, it was like being cut by a knife. At this time, Shaoqiu thought of his mother again. If her mother were here,
, that’s fine, but where is the mother?
At this time, the black bandit brought a brazier over and was roasting it next to Shaoqiu.
"Come on, it's okay. I'll help you warm yourself by the fire. Are you feeling better now?" the black bandit asked.
Shaoqiu remained silent, because he had no strength to speak, but at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up. Shaoqiu couldn't help coughing violently, and the black bandit tore off a piece of rag from his body and held it.
his nose.
"No, it's not cold, I can handle it, thank you." Shaoqiu said, and the black bandit withdrew the brazier at this time, and he was still sitting by the fire to warm himself up.
At this time, Shaoqiu heard the sound of water behind him, turned around and saw the black bandit urinating into the river, looking very hard.
"Do you think the river water is warmer like this?" the black bandit asked.
Shaoqiu didn't say anything. He bravely jumped into the river and gradually disappeared into the depths of the bitingly cold water. However, he only stayed underwater for an hour before he emerged again.
On the water surface, I didn't see the sunken ship, but I hit my head underneath and touched it with my hand. It was full of blood.
"Fuck you, hurry up, I'm freezing to death!" The black bandit jumped on the shore and cursed.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to sink into the water anymore, because he already felt something was wrong with his body. If he stayed in the water for a few more minutes, something serious would probably happen. However, when he turned around to look at the black bandit
, but saw him sharpening the knife on the shore, trying the edge while sharpening.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to move forward anymore, but at this time, he made a strong effort and had to get in no matter what, otherwise, he might die here.
Shaoqiu got into the cold water, felt at the bottom of the river, and found an iron chain. He quickly grabbed it and dragged it to the shore.
"I caught it, caught it." Shaoqiu said happily to the black bandit.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" the black bandit yelled.
"Okay." Shaoqiu replied.
The night was really dark at this time. In this deserted village, I couldn't hear anyone's voice for a while, and I couldn't hear the chirping of birds.
At this time, Shaoqiu was staying by the small river, still coughing, and snow was still falling from the sky. The snowflakes sprinkled on Shaoqiu's body, for some reason, turned out to be warm. At least it was warmer than this.
The river water is warm.
"Oh, can I leave now?" Shaoqiu asked the black bandit. He was shaking constantly as he asked. It seemed that he was really too cold. It would be great if there was a big fire at this time.
But at this time, the fire by the river had been blown away by a strong wind.
"Let's go." The black bandit said.
Shaoqiu left, and when he looked back, he saw that the black bandit was tying the chain to a tree on the shore, breathing into his hand while tying it. It seemed that it was really too cold today.
Shaoqiu returned to his house again, lit a fire by himself, sat by the fire, closed the door, and was silent. He only heard the sound of the strong wind outside the door.