He wondered if he should go to a nearby forest farm and carry one back?

You don't need to cut it yourself.

Anyway, this thing can be carried casually, and there are dense piles of people around the entire railway line.

There was not even a guard, because neither the owner of the forest farm nor the timber dealer of the gang would have imagined that someone would come all the way to steal it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I gave up, there was neither a donkey cart nor a cart, and there was no way to get it back.

It didn't take long for him to set his sights on a piece of poplar with the thickness of a bowl, this thing was a very ordinary kind of tree, it could stand out anywhere, and it was long and straight, but in the towering old forest, it was mixed with grievances, and the squeezed could only barely survive on the edge.

Hold a long breath, stomp your feet, pick up the axe, click, click, the density of poplars is low, the material is soft, and the three-plate axe has shown a gap.

It took a lot of effort to make a poplar tree fall to the ground.

He couldn't stop being happy at the results, and then he struck at the second tree, cutting down three in succession, two of which were not as thick as his wrist.

But it's better than nothing, right?

When I woke up in the morning, not only did I not eat breakfast, but I didn't even drink hot water, and now my stomach is hungry, and I have to drum myself up every time I swing an axe.

But it doesn't matter what you think in your head, your body is very honest, and you squat in the snow with your ass, and you don't even have the strength to stand up.

Part of the reason is that he hasn't fully adapted to the body, and it will take some time to get in harmony.

The only way to do that is to exercise more.

He began to move on the bushes next to him, such as lime, maple, and bush clover, which were best taken back to be used together with wheat straw and weeds to start a fire.

Satisfied, I don't want to get cold again tonight, right?

After the poplars were trapped together with weeds, he stuffed some more shrubs into them and began to drag them around the house.

I met the aunt of the Wu family again.

"Old pimple, why are you diligent today?"

"I almost froze to death last night and went to chop wood early in the morning. Directly put the poplar tree at the door, Ji Mo said breathlessly, "Auntie, borrow me your axe, I'm not good at it." ”

"Isn't that the one at the door of the barn, take it yourself. The aunt of the Wu family, who was shoveling snow at the door, pouted in the direction of her right hand.

"Okay. Ji Mo didn't have time to rest, the only thing he had to do now was to chop firewood, and then hurry up to make a fire to cook, otherwise it would not be fun to starve to death.

The Wu family's axe was sharp, so that the bushes were cut into sections without effort.

When he had almost enough for a meal, he went into the house and made a fire to cook porridge.

The chimney continued to smoke, and the eyes of the meal were not opened.

After eating, his whole body was warm, and he could lie down in bed without taking sleeping pills, but he didn't, for fear that he would sleep too much now, and he couldn't sleep at night as if he was taking stimulants.

It's a long night, and there is no mobile phone, and there is no Internet.

There is still firewood in the forest that has not been moved, and he has to continue to move it.

Carrying firewood, chopping firewood, and putting it all into the house, without timekeeping tools, he had no idea how long it had taken him.

I only know that I am hungry again, so I eat lunch directly.

He climbed up to the roof of the abandoned barn and added half a piece of rotten tiles to the chimney, which was not as effective as the elbow, but it was better than nothing.

The house is so old that it hasn't been renovated since his brother Ji Lin went to Ansan City to make a living ten years ago, and the wind and rain continue to erode the exterior walls, and the fungus still eats away at the wood.

At that time, my sister had not yet married, and it was difficult for a girl's family to take him with him, so she could only ensure that two people would not starve to death, the house was clean, and a few chickens and ducks occasionally beat their teeth, and there was nothing superfluous.

Five years ago, when his sister married in Ansan, he was 11 years old, and like most children from poor families, he was able to do his own laundry, cooking, and take care of himself, so he stayed in the town to study alone.

My brother is a man, the pillar of two children, under great pressure, my sister gave birth to three children in one breath in a few years, not to mention the two in her arms, she still has to hold one in her hand, and the two of them have no spare energy to take care of him except for sending him some living expenses and tuition fees.

The family can no longer make the windows bright and clean, and can only barely starve to death.

He couldn't understand the difficulties of his big brother and sister before, and he always felt that he was the one who was abandoned.

deliberately contradicted them, and after graduating from junior high school, he nested at home, eating today's, not wanting to be tomorrow, not going anywhere, and doing nothing.

The eldest brother and sister discussed it before cutting off his living expenses, after all, Ji Lin had already gone to Ansan City at the age of thirteen, and his parents had just passed away, and if he didn't go out to find some work, the family couldn't afford to live.

Twelve-year-old sister Ji An is already taking care of four-year-old Ji Mo and supporting a family on her own.

And now that Ji Mo is fifteen years old, why is he still ignorant?

After Ji Mo crossed over, he understood very well, in this turbulent era of warlords, constant military disasters, rampant banditry, and continuous droughts and floods, it is not easy!

Looking at the livestock shed that had fallen brick walls, he decided to build it up after the beginning of spring and raise some livestock, after all, going south is not an overnight thing, although there is the memory of the original owner, but he is still very unfamiliar with this era.

Unfamiliar maps, unfamiliar characters, unfamiliar environments.

Anyway, the history and geography of the previous life were learned in vain, and you can't be a prophet here.

It's better to settle down here, get familiar with the environment, save some family business, and then go south in the future.

The water tank is empty, and the bottom is full of muddy water stains, this bear child was lazy enough before!

After I couldn't help but vomit, I had to do it myself, and I rolled it in with snow balls over and over again to clean it up.

One pole, two wooden barrels, all the way to the river.

The river in front of me is called the Sugu River, and the town is built along the river, and the name is also taken after this river.

At its widest point, it is only a few dozen meters, and at its narrowest point, you can vaguely see the railway line crossing upstream, and the stone bridge almost level with the river downstream, and a horse-drawn carriage passing by.

Most of the families in the town drew water from the river, and he looked around the river with a bucket, and at a glance he saw several broken ice, all of which had been chiseled by the water collectors, and at a glance the cross-section, at least twenty centimeters, had now re-condensed into a thin layer of ice.

He didn't dare to carry the bucket to the middle, not to mention the slippery, the ice on the surface of the river was a lot of fragments of ice floes, which were easy to turn over, and he only found a hole nearby.

The shoulders were too delicate, and I walked all the way to rest all the way before I carried two buckets of water home.

The water tank is not full, and you have to continue to pick.

The bucket was about to be turned upside down, and suddenly it occurred to me, is it possible to fish?