This year's winter was extremely cold. Snowflakes were dancing in the sky, as if they had no head. Everything in the deserted village was almost invisible under the snowflakes.
The snow on the road is already three to four feet thick. If you walk on this road, let alone walking, you won't be able to stand, and you will be buried in the snow immediately. Therefore, in such cold weather, people did not dare to go out. At most, they walked out of their patios, took a brief look at the snow scene, and then bent back to their stoves to warm themselves up.
The water in the river has stopped flowing. Now you can cross it without worrying about the danger of falling. Not only people, but also cattle can walk to the other side of the river with ease. However, in such a cold winter, the cows did not dare to go out. They stayed in their dens and mooed from time to time to vent their dissatisfaction.
At night, people turned off the lights one after another and listened to the water monsters in the river branches scolding their mothers. It's true. At this time in previous years, it would only be cold for a while and a little snow would be enough. But this year is different. The snow turns out to be endless. It would be strange if the water monster didn't scold me.
Of course, when it comes to the scolding of water monsters, some narrow-minded people often rush out and scold them regardless of the consequences because they can't swallow it. It would be a different matter to hear that someone dared to go against him in June when the flowers were blooming. However, it was different at this time. The water monster did not dare to take any action against those who were rude to him. At most, it was just... Just murmuring a few words of complaint.
And on this particularly cold night, Uncle Hua was not idle. He walked out of the house and went to Shaoqiu's house to have a look. He must come up with a perfect plan. No matter what, he couldn't let a fire light in his house. His hands were cold to death. But he couldn't blatantly not allow people to light fires in their houses, so he wandered around in his own courtyard, not knowing how to deal with it.
At this moment, the witch appeared again. When he saw the witch, Uncle Hua invited her into his house. Seeing that Aunt Hua was not there, he even did something with her. Of course, the witch's appearance is not too ugly, but her mouth is full of yellow teeth. Almost no one except Uncle Hua can bear it.
"What is the purpose of Taoist priest here?" Hua Bo asked.
"I came here for no other reason than because it's snowing. It's not a big deal if I don't come to see everyone and talk to everyone." The witch said.
At this time, someone's cow was worried to death because it was snowing heavily and they were worried that they would have no grass to eat. The family was crying at this time. The cow died. What if there are no cows to plow the land in the coming spring? What should we do?
"It's all my fault, please comfort it, otherwise, why would it be so worried that it would die for no reason?" the owner of the cow said to the people around him.
"Well, how can I blame you? If I were to blame, I could only blame your own cattle for being too narrow-minded. Otherwise, why would it be like this?" the man comforted.
However, these words were almost inaudible after a strong wind blew. In Hua Bo's house, the fire was crackling, and the witch sitting by the fire was drinking wine. Playing with Hua Bo. Of course, Hua Bo Shang didn't forget to touch the witch's butt when no one was around.
Although the night was already deep, Uncle Hua and the witch were talking about something, which was almost endless for a while. The mountains are covered with heavy snow outside, the river has stopped flowing, and the deserted village is completely silent. No one can hear the chatter of people anymore. All that is left is the occasional sound of the fire. Apart from that, it is really... Nothing can be heard.
Regardless of Aunt Hua's strong objections, the witch just lay down on Uncle Hua's bed. Aunt Hua even had a quarrel with the witch, but the witch was so powerful that she was almost invincible in the world. It's fair enough! Knowing that she was outmatched, Aunt Hua still returned to her empty room after scolding her for a while, not daring to say anything else. Otherwise, under the instigation of the witch, Uncle Hua would be drunk. You can really do anything.
On the second day, the witch got up from Hua Bo's bed early. When she opened the door and looked outside, she saw white snow. The green mountains yesterday were already withered and no longer as charming as before. The witch opened the door of the house and gradually disappeared in the strong wind.
Because the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, all roads leading to the mountains were cut off. People could only rely on the few remaining firewood piled in front of their houses to keep themselves warm. Some families, because they were short of firewood, even began to chop up their own furniture, such as beds and tables, and chopped them all up to use for the fire.
Because there was a lot of firewood piled up in his home, Shaoqiu was not worried for a while. However, some families in the deserted village were already crying because they had no firewood. Faced with this unprecedented cold current, it was not easy to survive the winter safely. However, in the face of this natural disaster, there was no choice but to go to the mountains to cut down trees. However, the mountain road had long been cut off, and there were rumors of bears. No one dared to risk their lives for a few firewood. .
In order to save some firewood, Shaoqiu did not light a fire even though the weather was so cold. He just stayed in his room, stamping his feet and breathing. From time to time, the sound of mountains collapsing could be heard outside, and in the middle of the night, the sound of someone crying uncontrollably because of the cold could be heard.
Not far away, two big men were fighting over firewood, and some even lost their lives. Hearing this voice, Shaoqiu did not dare to go out, otherwise, he might encounter unexpected harm.
However, I finally heard someone standing in front of my house, knocking on the door. I didn't dare to open the door for a while, but being silent all the time was not a problem. Moreover, the man had no intention of stopping. If he didn't open the door, it would definitely not be an option if he kept making such a loud noise.
The north wind howled, blowing up the snow on the mountains, mixed with rocks and mud, and kept smashing it towards the deserted village. Fortunately, it was night and people did not go out, otherwise, so many people would be injured. Shaoqiu's broken windows could not withstand the raging north wind at this time. No, a window was broken, and the cold wind poured in directly.
Standing by the door was Uncle Hua. He was shivering and looked extremely pitiful. If he didn't open the door, something might really happen. Shaoqiu couldn't bear it, so he opened the door and let Uncle Hua into his room, but Uncle Hua refused to come in, saying that he was cold, and Xiaohua was so cold that she almost died.
"Why don't you light the fire?" Shaoqiu asked.
"Oh, don't talk about it. Someone quietly took those firewood away last night. Therefore, there is nothing in front of my house at this time." Hua Bo replied.
"Then...if you don't mind these firewood, just take them all." Shaoqiu said to Uncle Hua, and for a moment he didn't care whether he was cold or not. Maybe in his eyes, he was young after all. You can still withstand such a little bit of wind and cold.
"Okay." Uncle Hua agreed and began to carry the firewood, and even Shaoqiu's books.
"This book is not good, I want to read it." Shaoqiu stopped him like this, but Uncle Hua insisted on moving and couldn't stop it for a while. Otherwise, what would he do if Xiaohua changed his mind and refused to reconcile with himself?
"Don't mention it. With these books, it will be easy to burn. Otherwise, just with these pieces of wood, it won't be possible to burn." Uncle Hua said.
"Oh, that's it." Shaoqiu said. But I feel very contemptuous in my heart. People don't cherish books, so why do they do this? If it were me, even if I froze to death, I would never think of reading these books.
"I still want..." Uncle Hua looked at Shaoqiu's desk at this time and felt that it was better to warm up by the fire while reading in such a cold day, so he wanted to move Shaoqiu's desk out and chop it up to make firewood, because The weather is really too cold.
"What else do you want?" Shaoqiu asked.
"I think," Uncle Hua said, "It's so cold, so why don't you stop reading, and give me your desk to chop and make firewood."
"This is not possible," Shaoqiu replied, "This will make me read and write in the future. This is absolutely not possible."
But at this moment, Aunt Hua rushed into her house and without saying a word, she smashed her desk with a hammer and turned it into a pile of firewood. Seeing that his desk was broken, Shaoqiu stopped arguing for a while and simply let them take it, because the weather was honestly too cold.
After sending away Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua, Shaoqiu closed the door again. He wanted to read a book for a moment, but the desk was gone, so he could only pile up the books and sit on it and read. Although it looks comfortable without a desk, it is still not satisfactory. Otherwise, if I offend those two people, it may be a little inconvenient to talk to Xiaohua later.
At this time, snow started to fall from the sky, and the weather was even colder than before. Even the stone outside the door, because there was no fire, was still crying quietly when no one was around. Shaoqiu wanted to go out at this time, because he wanted to see the snow scene. When he had nothing to do, he had the pleasure of walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms. However, he couldn't sleep at this time, so he wanted to go out and see the red plum blossoms in bloom.
But because the weather was so cold, even though the door was open, because the air was once frozen, it was like a barrier, and it was impossible to get out for a while. However, Shaoqiu remembered the hammer at this time and smashed the air. Otherwise, he might not be able to get out.
As soon as I got outside, it was really weird. I found that the sky and the earth were covered with ice and snow. Some people's houses collapsed one after another because the materials were not suitable and could not withstand the blow of the severe cold. Fortunately, Shaoqiu's house, although dilapidated, was quite sturdy, stylish and intact.
But because it was too cold, I caught a cold and sneezed non-stop. Without a fire, I'm afraid it would be impossible. But just when he wanted to warm himself by the fire, he found that all the firewood outside the house had been carried away by Uncle Hua, and there was not a single one left.
My health was not good, but now I couldn't bear it anymore. I thought of Uncle Hua and wanted to ask him for some. But when Shaoqiu walked to the door of Uncle Hua's house, he found that although the door of this family's house was open, no one could be seen inside. Moreover, all the firewood in this house seemed to have evaporated from the world overnight, and could never be found again.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to crawl back to his house. I stayed on the dilapidated bed for a while, and kept sighing for a long time, how could the world be so ruthless?
The heavy snow outside the door is still falling. But who cares about Shaoqiu's life and death? No one, almost no one.
