The next day, it snowed heavily.
The entire deserted village was immersed in the cold, and in this severe cold season, bursts of crying came from everywhere. And the whip crackled endlessly.
I don’t know what happened, but some people heard that in the deep night, Grimm Mountain was angrily cursing his mother. As for why he scolds people like this, there is no definite answer.
Shaoqiu got up from the bed after the sun was basking on him that day. He glanced at the huge creature in the room and couldn't think of anything else for a moment. He really had enough words to curse his mother. But finally he didn't dare to curse. In this deserted village, who would a scholar dare to curse?
At this time, there were rumors in the deserted village that the firewood house of the black bandit was leaking. His firewood was already wet at this time, and he could no longer make a fire and could not start it.
"You can't make a fire at all. I don't have a fire for cooking. If you dare to make a fire, do you want to be beaten?" The black bandits were beating the gongs everywhere in the deserted village to show that every household knew that, otherwise, they would be killed without mercy.
Faced with the black bandit's words, no one in the deserted village refused to obey, and those who disobeyed screamed in pain under his whip. After being beaten, those who dared to start a fire also used cold water to put out the raging fire they had just started. They had to stand at the door with their hands in sleeves and blow the cold wind.
It was so cold today that some of the cows in the cowshed began to moo, and some even saw tears streaming from the cows' eyes on this too cold and snowy day. If this is true for cattle, how much more so for humans?
After a few days of this, rumors spread throughout the deserted village that a child had frozen to death. In the dark night, some women hurried out of their houses and quietly buried their sons or daughters on the hills with tears in their eyes. . Even so, the black bandits still did not allow people to light fires in this snowy weather, including in Shaoqiu's house.
Shaoqiu was fashionable and sick, and his cough kept echoing, which made everyone who heard him feel a little sympathy, but compared to those children who died, what was this? Shaoqiu lay like this in this cold room, looking at the dilapidated ship, and there was still a lot of feces on the ship, which made the room really smelly. And Shaoqiu, who was lying in this room like this, couldn't say anything, so he had to cover his nose and sleep under the cold quilt with his head covered.
I don’t know how long it took, but late one night, someone pulled back his quilt. He opened his eyes and saw who it could be. The gangster was standing in front of him! And his big hand was bleeding continuously in this fashion, and the blood dripped on Shaoqiu's face. Although it was uncomfortable, it also brought a little warmth.
"Get up quickly, the boss just hit someone's hand and broke it. Don't fucking sleep, go find medicine for the boss." The black bandit's follower said so viciously.
At this time, the black bandit tore off a piece of Shaoqiu's quilt and bandaged the wound. The wound stopped bleeding for a while. A wisp of wind came in through the torn quilt, making Shaoqiu tremble with coldness.
"I don't know medicine." Shaoqiu said.
"Just go if I tell you to. It doesn't matter whether you recognize him or not. Just arrest him." The man said.
Shaoqiu really had no choice at this time, so he had to brave the severe cold and get up from the bed, go out of the house, and look for medicinal herbs everywhere in the heavy snow, but where could they find them at this time? I had no choice but to dig out a handful of weeds in the soil and hold them in my hand. I guess with this handful of weeds, I could avoid a severe beating.
"Is this okay for you?" Shaoqiu asked in a low voice.
"Damn, what are you asking? Just smash it up quickly and apply it to the wound." The man said.
I had to do it. The "medicine" was applied to the wound, and the attitude of the black bandit was obviously much better at this time, and the aggressiveness of beating people was lost to the Kingdom of Java.
The purpose of the black bandit's trip is to get this big ship out. This is naturally the best thing for Shaoqiu. From now on, he will definitely not feel uncomfortable staying here. The more space you have, the better your mood will be.
It was not yet dawn outside, there was a rustling sound under the snow, and the howling of the wind continued, making Shaoqiu's mood very desolate and his body even colder. It would be good if we could light a fire and sit by the fire and eat barbecue alone, but this black bandit refused to let him!
When Shaoqiu saw that the black bandits had brought the big boat out of the house, he closed the door and climbed onto the bed. He took advantage of the fact that it was still dark and had a good sleep. He had to go up the mountain to dig soil tomorrow. But as soon as the door was closed, there was a thunderous banging on the door outside, which made Shaoqiu startled and wondered what the big deal was.
When the door opened, the black bandit took off Shaoqiu's quilt and insisted on pulling him up to help him carry the big boat. Although Shaoqiu was still sick, he was frightened by the black bandit's force and did not dare to disobey, so he had to get up, follow him out, and stand beside the big ship.
"Hold it up!" the black bandit roared.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to lift the big boat, but the black bandits asked him to lift the front. Shaoqiu was the only one in the front, and several others lifted the back. Obviously, the pressure was all on Shaoqiu's side. He couldn't lift it up at first, but after the black bandit roared, what else could he not lift up?
He was walking tremblingly, but when the people in the deserted village saw it, they were laughing. Of course, they were not laughing at the black bandit, only Shaoqiu was laughing. The heavy snow is still falling, and the road is quite slippery. Besides, it is snowy, so walking is difficult, of course.
Shaoqiu had lost his strength and was sick. He could not walk a few steps. He was out of breath and even slipped, causing the black bandit behind him to dodge his waist. The black bandit began to curse his mother non-stop, claiming that he would be beaten as much as he wanted when he got to the river. Shaoqiu was numb to this and was no longer afraid.
When he lifted the big boat to an old tree, Shaoqiu really had no strength at all. Besides, he was lifting one end alone, while three or four of them were lifting one end. How could Shaoqiu endure it? When he was carried to the old tree, he fell down and fell into the mud. At this time, the big boat came over and fell on top of him.
When the black bandit saw him like this, he put down the bar on his shoulders, rushed up to him, and kicked him a few times. He originally wanted to rescue him from under the big ship, but he didn't. Instead, he walked away like a whirlwind.
Shaoqiu was now pressed under the big ship, trying to climb out of the mud mixed with ice and snow. The difficulty was so great that it was definitely not something he could do. I had no choice but to stop climbing, because it was completely futile and useless, and on the contrary, I lost a lot of energy.
At this critical moment of life and death, an old man stepped forward and held the big boat, so that the pressure on Shaoqiu would not be so great, so that Shaoqiu could struggle to climb out from under the big boat. A gust of wind howled, heavy snow danced, and stone-sized ice cubes fell from the sky at this time, hitting Shaoqiu's head. It broke immediately and blood gushed out.
The old man took one look and said nothing more. He sighed and left. When he walked not far from the deserted village, he heard him shouting loudly. It turned out that the gangsters beat him severely when they saw him saving Shaoqiu.
Shaoqiu was about to return to his house, preferably to light a fire and eat some delicious food, when he saw the black bandit coming over again. He didn't allow Shaoqiu to leave, and he had to get his big boat down the river. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to go into the mountains to collect firewood. If you go into the mountains to collect firewood, it is best to use a big boat.
This time the black bandits didn't want him to carry the big boat. Instead, they took off their dirty shoes and asked Shaoqiu to carry them. He actually carried the big boat by himself.
