It goes without saying that Shao Qiuzhi was in a good mood while holding this flower. No, smelling the fragrance of this flower made him feel extremely comfortable.
And Shaoqiu didn't know why Aunt Hua wanted to send flowers to him, but he didn't dare to blatantly do it, but just sent a flower quietly like this? Shaoqiu still doesn't know about this.
However, with the company of these flowers, it seems that this life is not wasted. I stopped looking at the flowers and sat at the dilapidated wooden table again, reading a book. As soon as I read the book, I heard someone's voice outside again. Who could this voice be if it didn't belong to Xiaohua? And as soon as I heard this voice, all Shaoqiu's depression disappeared with the wind, just like a small river flowing eastward and never returning. .
However, when he heard Xiaohua's voice, Shaoqiu stayed in his room and did not dare to go out. He was a timid person. He couldn't speak when he went out, so he had to stay silent. He didn't know if God could make everything happen. ? After hearing Xiaohua's voice, for a moment, it seemed that no one was talking in this deserted village. Even if there were, they were only a few women. And when I heard this woman's voice, it was really unpleasant compared to Xiaohua's. .
Shaoqiu stayed like this, and it was already dark in the deserted village. Heavy snow was still falling, and this house was already so cold. You can't light a fire, because if you light a fire, it will look like a trick to outsiders. People will misunderstand and think that Shaoqiu is cursing someone again. A severe beating will inevitably happen. It hurts, but after breaking the muscles and bones, what else will happen? Do you have the strength to go to the mountains to farm? So I had to stay silent. Let the cold rage in the room like a howling wind.
At this time, due to poverty, most people in the deserted villages went out. Either they went to the big cities to work and earn a lot of money, or they were already enjoying the happiness at home. But who could be like this young man, so poor and still doing nothing? However, he could read a book. After reading for a while, he went out again and walked around the deserted village without knowing where he was going.
At this time, inadvertently, he had already walked outside the little flower's house. Looking at the beautiful shadow of the little flower in the window, Shaoqiu was in a good mood and wanted to go up and talk to her, but what could he say in this fashion? Just staying outside this house.
Shaoqiu was sick at this time and walked outside Hua Bo's house. At this time, Hua Bo also walked out of the house. When he heard Shaoqiu coughing, he took a good stick and came closer, and kept catching up. Hold him and ask him to leave his house. It seems that Uncle Hua also knows that Shaoqiu has a disease that is said to be highly contagious, and that those who contract this disease are most likely to be very dangerous.
At this time, Uncle Hua covered his nose and came closer, telling Shaoqiu to leave no matter what, otherwise, he would be beaten to death. But this Shaoqiu didn't want to leave, he wanted to see the beautiful appearance of this little flower.
However, seeing that the uncle was holding such a big stick, he couldn't stay there for a while, so he coughed again and returned to his room.
Snowflakes continued to dance, and for a while, the deserted village was silent. No human voices could be heard, and the flowery smiles on people's faces could no longer be seen.
At this time, Shaoqiu met Mr. Dog again. After looking at Shaoqiu, Mr. Dog didn't say anything to him. He was probably going somewhere to warm up by the fire during this trip. He could walk around in this deserted village and warm himself by the fire. This was of course natural. It was really too cold.
At this time, Shaoqiu watched Master Gou walk into Uncle Hua's house, and Uncle Hua's attitude towards him was extremely good. He saw that Shaoqiu was really envious of him, but he did not dare to be like Master Gou. , to warm up over the fire.
He walked slowly along the dilapidated snow-covered road to his house. This house was already dark, with no warmth at all. He really didn't know if he should go in when he got to this house.
Shaoqiu entered his room, sat at his desk, lit a lamp, and read.
At this time, someone kept beating the gong, saying that there was a bandit coming out at this time. This bandit had killed countless people, and this time he came to the deserted village not just for a few bites of food. As soon as he heard this, Shaoqiu was even more horrified, but he had nowhere to go. He could only stay in his dilapidated house, and for everything else, he could only resign himself to fate.
But he said that Uncle Hua stayed in the house with this dog man that night, drinking wine and watching the heavy snow falling outside. There is a fire in this room. The fire is not big, but it is enough to make people feel warm.
At this time, the dog man kept looking at the flower aunt, and the flower aunt's butt also became so big that night when he saw the dog man. However, Mr. Gou still had some humanity and didn't do anything. He just drank wine with Uncle Hua and talked about the snow.
The heavy snow outside is falling continuously, and the flakes are flying like catkins, and the rustling sound is sinking in the vast water outside the door. Unless you listen carefully, you can't hear it.
The dog man and the flower aunt were sitting together. At this time, the flower uncle was already drunk and drowsy, and he was gradually dozing off. What happened around him was already a blur to him.
At this time, the dog man used his foot to gently hook Aunt Hua's pants. Although Aunt Hua's pants were a little old and stained with dust, they were still so warm, especially when it was snowing. Master Gou just made such a move. Aunt Hua already understood it, but she didn't say anything. Halfway through, she suddenly heard the sound of gongs coming from outside.
At this time, Hua Bo also opened his eyes and was busy asking what happened, but no one answered. He only heard an urgent gong sound coming from the depths of the snow.
"Every household needs to be careful. Murderers and robbers are out and about at this time. Your family and life are at stake. Do not go out without permission to avoid accidents."
After the man said this, he struck the gong again, and then walked away along the ancient road of the deserted village.
After hearing this, Uncle Hua closed his eyes. This was none of his business. Damn it, it was so noisy that people couldn't sleep, right?
However, Aunt Hua heard someone knocking on the door at this time. Although the sound was not loud, she could hear it clearly. But who else is visiting in the middle of the night?
"Maybe it's the wind." Mr. Gou said casually.
However, after a while, the knock on the door rang again. It seemed that it was not the wind anymore, because someone was clearly heard shouting. Although the voice was so low, it was quite audible. Aunt Hua was worried that her door would be broken, so she left the fire place and walked directly to the door. For some reason, she didn't dare to open the door. She instinctively felt afraid. As for what she was afraid of, she didn't know yet.
"Open the door." The voice was still quite low. If you didn't pay attention, you would have thought it was the sound of the wind.
At this time, Aunt Hua thought it was her distant relative, so she opened the door of the room, and a gust of wind rushed in, along with patches of snowflakes. This is such a cold winter.
When Aunt Hua looked outside, she couldn't see anything at first, because it was so dark at night. How could she see outside? However, in the end, she saw a dark shadow standing in front of her house.
