There are many new faces in the cooking camp, and Shi Ming is among them.

The people in the camp were surprised by this child who was silent every day.

Shi Ming has been in the camp for a while, but he basically doesn't communicate with others, and he always looks desperate when he works every day, as if he is venting all the strength of his body.

The people in the cooking camp saw that he was still young, and there were not many jobs arranged for Shi Ming.

Shi Ming often stayed in the corner silently after finishing his work, and never opened his mouth except for eating.

It had been more than ten days since Shi Ming arrived at the cooking camp, but he looked like a puppet without a soul. The people in the camp talked a lot, but they didn't think the boy looked like a fool.

At midnight.

Shi Ming lay on the haystack and stared blankly at the dark roof.

Cold winds blew from all directions, raging throughout the camp. Although the cracks in the house have been blocked with rags, the wind will still stubbornly penetrate in.

Although there was a stove burning in the house, it was not warm, only a faint light of fire flickering.

Fortunately, there are many people in the barracks, and everyone can snuggle up to each other to keep warm and resist the biting cold of winter.

There were several snoring sounds in Shi Ming's ears at the same time, up and down, obviously there were a lot of people snoring.

Everyone around should be asleep.

In the past two days, Luo Qingshan has been snowing heavily, the sky is obviously extremely gloomy, and the cold wind is howling, just like Shi Ming's mood.

Shi Ming remembered that he was digging hard in front of the third uncle's grave, and the newly piled mound could not be dug up, and he would never see the third uncle again.

Shi Ming dug in the grave of the third uncle for a long time, it was the first time in his life that he was really at a loss, with heart-rending pain, Shi Ming lay in front of the grave of the third uncle who was howling in the cold wind, and lost consciousness for a while.

After waking up, Shi Ming subconsciously thought that he had a terrible dream.

Shi Ming got up abruptly and subconsciously shouted Third Uncle.

But it was not the third uncle who pushed the door in, but Mr. Kong.

Shi Ming realized that everything around him was familiar and unfamiliar, this was Mr. Kong's room, not the iron-shopped house where he and his third uncle lived.

Shi Ming looked at Mr. Kong's serious expression, and knew in his heart that most of what happened yesterday was true.

But Shi Ming's mind was still dizzy, as if he had secretly drunk the third uncle's wine, and the whole person was dizzy, which made Shi Ming subconsciously unwilling to accept this terrible fact.

"The old doctor in the village said that your third uncle suffered from a cold and suddenly suffered a stroke, and mourned..." Mr. Kong went to the bedside and covered Shi Ming with the quilt.

"My third uncle is so strong, how could he be hit by a cold..."Shi Ming clutched the quilt tightly with his hand, his face dazed and painful.

"Anyway, you have to take care of yourself first. I'll serve you a bowl of porridge, you eat some first. Mr. Kong gently patted Shi Ming's weak back and turned out.

When Mr. Kong came in again, Shi Ming was still sitting on the edge of the bed, as if he was escaping the terrible reality.

"Drink some, warm up. Mr. Kong slowly paced to the edge of the bed and brought a spoonful of steaming porridge to Shi Ming's mouth.

Shi Ming's eyes seemed to be stimulated by hot air, and they instantly moistened.

Shi Ming couldn't hold back the grief in his heart anymore, and hid his face and cried bitterly.

"You probably won't be able to go back to the iron shop, the shopkeeper put your things here with me, you can stay here for me to help, or... Follow Captain Li to the army, and he promises to assign you to the cooking camp. Mr. Kong put the porridge aside, "However, you'd better start with me, and I can take care of you." ”

"Mr. Kong, I'll go outside first, take a breather..."Shi Ming stopped sobbing, put his clothes on his body randomly, and walked out with red and swollen eyes.

Shi Ming is in the village, except for the third uncle and Mr. Kong, there are a few friends who come to play in the village.

Shi Ming looked for them one by one, but the parents of his friends were willing not to let their children out.

Only a little friend who had just come back from collecting firewood happened to meet him on the trail and told Shi Ming that the third uncle was caught by the demon and was sucked dry by the fox demon and died.

The people in the village were all talking, saying that if anyone contacted Shi Ming again, they were afraid that they would attract the fox demon to their home.

Only then did Shi Ming understand why the neighbors, who always greet each other with smiling faces on weekdays, would hide away when they saw him today. The parents of those friends did not let their children meet Shi Ming.

Shi Ming looked at the gloomy sky, and suddenly two more tears appeared on his face.

The next day, Shi Ming left the village with Li Yizhou and a group of immature faces.

The people of the village breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had sent off a plague god.

Mr. Kong stood at the entrance of the village, looked at the team that was gradually moving away, and sighed softly.

......

It's probably late at night now, Shi Ming can't sleep as he listens to the sound of the cold wind raging through the house, mixed with the sound of undulating snoring.

Shi Ming turned over and touched the bracer on his right hand, and there was a chill in his palm, just like Shi Ming's mood.

This is probably the only thing on his body that has traces of the third uncle, and the things in the iron shop are stored in Mr. Kong.

In Shi Ming's impression, he had never seen his parents and other relatives, and there was only the third uncle and himself during the New Year's holidays.

Although Shi Ming is occasionally curious and looking forward to meeting other relatives, after all, he has never seen each other for so many years, and his feelings can be said to be vague.

It's just that the sudden departure of the third uncle was like the sky had fallen, which made Shi Ming breathless.

Shi Ming was a little late for dinner in the evening, and by the time he finished cooking, all he had left was sparse soup and a pile of crumbs of hard cakes.

The lower abdomen suddenly swelled violently, and Shi Ming thought that it was because he had drunk too much soup at night.

Shi Ming struggled again and again, but still endured the cold and put on his clothes.

The wind was very strong, Shi Ming felt as if there was a person wrestling with him outside the door, and it was easy to push open the gap of one person, Shi Ming just got out, and the door was slapped back with a loud bang.

There were a few shouts of swearing in the room.

Shi Ming shrunk his neck and walked out.

Before he could reach the bathroom, he was suddenly pressed to the ground by a black shadow.

"Why are you spying on me!" a deep voice came from behind Shi Ming.

Shi Ming was about to shout loudly, when he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

"If you dare to make a noise, I'll cut your neck. The man behind him said viciously.

Shi Ming's mind was blank, and he only felt a sudden warmth from under his crotch.

"Someone's stealing! Someone's coming!" the figure behind him suddenly shouted.

Shi Ming didn't think much about it when he heard this, and bit on the figure's arm, and the figure was in pain and pushed Shi Ming to the ground.

The guards who were patrolling not far away rushed to hear the sound.

"This person didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he actually stole the military rations distributed to the front line!" The figure took out three white-flour steamed buns, "I happened to go to the toilet, and I met this thief stealing things!"

Shi Ming's face was frightened, and he hurriedly said, "I didn't, I'm here to go to the toilet!"

Without saying a word, the figure smashed a punch on the corner of Shi Ming's mouth, and blood overflowed from Shi Ming's mouth.

"I didn't!"

Another punch, Shi Ming's mouth was full of blood, and he was already grunting and speechless.

"Damn, you dare to be hard-mouthed!" the figure shook his wrist, "Master Bing, I've got all the stolen goods!"

"You let me come. The two guards dragged Shi Ming up.

The smell of urine, mixed with the biting cold, reached the noses of several people.

"This little rabbit cub was frightened at first glance. The figure scoffed.

The two patrolling guards showed a look of disgust on their faces and dragged Shi Ming away.

The figure turned his head and grinned, found a secluded corner, endured the pain in his arm, and took out the only white-flour steamed bun left in his arms and swallowed it.

In a wooden house, the stove in the middle was burning very brightly, and the flames were running high and steaming.

Shi Ming knelt in front of the man in light armor, his hands tied behind his back.

Li Yizhou stood behind Shi Ming, his face gloomy.

"This is the recruit you brought?" the man in light armor sat in a chair with an angry face, "a thief who steals?"

"I didn't!" Shi Ming retorted again.

"Shut up!" Li Yizhou roared.

"This matter is a dereliction of duty on the part of my subordinates, and I am willing to hear it. Li Yizhou knelt on one knee

The man in light armor took a sip of hot water and sighed lightly: "Yizhou, the big war is in front, and the slightest trivial thing in the rear has to lose its head, and stealing is a taboo in the army." ”

Li Yizhou's head pressed low again.

"I see that this child is still young, so let's do it, the cooks and men of the Xiwei Mine ran away a few days ago, and tomorrow you will lead the team to the Xiwei Mine and send this child over. You act as if nothing happened. ”

"Xiwei Mine ......" Li Yizhou's face was solemn.

"Do you want this kid to lose his head?"

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

The man in light armor waved his hand, and Li Yizhou picked up Shi Ming and walked out.

Li Yizhou slapped Shi Ming's face, and Shi Ming's pale face instantly became red and swollen.

"I didn't steal, I just went to the toilet!" Shi Ming's eyes welled up with tears.

"Didn't steal it, didn't steal it, how did you get caught!" Li Yizhou looked angry.

"It was the thief who pressed me to the ground, and the wicked sued first!" Shi Ming's voice choked.

"And what do you see him look like?"

Shi Ming shook his head.

"Rubbish! You almost killed me too!" Li Yizhou looked angry.

......

The next day.

As soon as the sky was dawning, Shi Ming stood with a few people, and those people were all frowning, as if they were going to be escorted to the execution ground.

"We are all soldiers, and we must carry out the orders given from above. Li Weizhou looked at everyone, "Xiwei Mine is far away from the battle line, going there will not only be good food, but also your life." ”

"What nonsense, if the conditions are good, the cook in the mine can run away?"

"Well, I've heard that the conditions are very difficult. ”

"And there are a lot of beasts on the road, and if you don't make trouble, you won't survive in the mine. ”

The crowd below whispered.

After Li Weizhou finished speaking, he put a bunch of swords in front of everyone.

"The journey was very difficult, and each person chose a weapon to defend himself. Li Weizhou beckoned, "Let's choose." ”

The weapons were all selected in an instant, leaving Shi Ming with only an unusually heavy black long knife.

The knife was too heavy to be wielded, and everyone chose other weapons.

Shi Ming picked up the knife with both hands, held it in front of him, and looked at the familiar cloth strip binding method on the handle, and his eyes moistened again.