He will not be able to attain peace of mind unless he chooses to go along with it.

He didn't dare to go back to sleep, for fear that he would freeze to death and never wake up again, so he finally got a sound physique, who knows if he will cross next time?

You can't take risks, no matter how sleepy you are, you can't close your eyes.

From time to time there was the barking of dogs, perhaps the howling of wolves, and in his memory, from time to time wild creatures ran in looking for food, and he stood up again when he thought of this, trying to reconfirm whether the door was tightened.

How unjust it is to be taken away by a blind wolf or a bear!

Before his hand was next to the door, he suddenly heard a rapid thud, but he was so frightened that he stumbled and almost hit the stove.

Just as he was in a hurry, he heard someone shouting in a low voice, "Old pimple, open the door." ”

"Third brother?" sounds familiar, but Ji Mo doesn't dare to guarantee 100% that this is Lai San's voice.

"It's me, why are you stunned, hurry up and open the door. Lai San urged impatiently.

The deadbolt was tight, and Ji Mo was not completely familiar with it, and shook it several times inside before opening the door.

As soon as Lai San's door opened, he crashed in directly, accompanied by a whimpering cold wind.

After Ji Mo closed the door, he heard a bang, and his dilapidated table had an extra burden.

He looked at Lai San curiously.

Lai San didn't say much, and first shook it proudly with his baggage, and there was a sound of metal crashing inside.

Under Ji Mo's gaze, he finally opened his baggage pocket, and it was actually a bag of ocean, still shining under the dim kerosene lamp.

He deliberately took out a piece, pinched it with his thumb and forefinger, and blew it in his mouth, making a long, crisp humming with lingering sounds.

"Does it sound good?" he asked Ji Mo.

"What is this for?" asked Ji Mo puzzled.

"This is the deposit given by the archaeological team, I have helped them prepare things in the past two days, and I will take them to Longdang River the day after tomorrow. Lai Sandao, "The long is two months, the short is a month, I will almost come back, and I will collect it for my brother, and when the time comes, I will not only reward you with two flowers, but also take your kid down to the restaurant every day."

Go to Ansan City to open meat again, let you taste the taste of your mother-in-law, and ensure that you will think about the next time with this time. ”

"No, why are you letting me do this?" Ji Mo wondered, in his memory, he didn't know Lai San so well?

At most, Lai San looked at the face of his brother Ji Lin and took care of him a little.

Now give him 500 oceans to take care of him, which is equivalent to entrusting his net worth!

"I don't have a place to put it, where do I put it here?" Lai San had a natural expression.

"You hide, the old forest is big, find a hole in a tree, or simply dig a hole, it's better than putting me here." Ji Mo was definitely not willing to take this risk.

His dilapidated house has no security at all, if he loses it, who will be the one in the end?

He can't afford it!

"Then I don't worry, I'll keep you safe. Lai Sandao.

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?" asked Ji Mo.

"Others will," Lai San glanced at him, "as for you?"

"How am I? I look so reassuring?" Ji Mo asked curiously, thinking about the character of the original owner, it seems that it is not very good?

"You don't have the guts. Lai San said disdainfully.

"Hunger and cold steal hearts..... Ji Mo said unconvinced.

"Then you try?" Lai San looked left and right in the room, and finally looked at the beam, counted two oceans from the baggage, stuffed it into Ji Mo's hand, stepped on the edge of the kang, and stuffed the burden into the beam.

After jumping down, he looked sideways and sideways, and nodded with satisfaction when he was sure that the thick fir beams completely covered the burden.

"I won't do anything in the future, so I'll keep an eye on this money for you every day?" For the sake of the two oceans, Ji Mo really didn't have the courage to say anything against it.

"Whatever you want. Lai San quietly pulled the bolt of the door, listened to the movement left and right for a while, and then took a step and disappeared into the darkness.

Plugging in the door again, Ji Mo sat directly at the entrance of the stove hole, no longer willing to put chopping wood, hoping that he could go into the forest with an ax to chop wood until dawn.

His mind was blurry, and he always seemed to observe everything he saw today, the streets, the day, the night, the endless forest, what was missing and what was more than the world had been.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand it, he didn't think about it anymore, and told himself again that it was good enough to be alive.

Rubbing the two pieces of silver in his hand and playing with it, he blew on it, but he didn't react at all.

It seems that this is technical work.

Taking off his shoes, which were almost broken, his white toes were crowded together, and his feet were very painful, he confirmed that he had bunions, and there was no other way to keep warm at the mouth of the stove.

He didn't have any conditions for soaking his feet, and secretly hated that he shouldn't be wandering around Lai San during the day, he should chop wood and fetch water.

The more you wait for the morning light, the longer the time will be.

On the first night of the traverser, he didn't even know how he survived.

The chopping wood and wheat stalks were all burned out, the fire in the stove had long been extinguished, and he was shuddering as he curled up on the bed.

"I'm sleepy. He only yawned all night, but he kept his eyes closed anyway.

After a faint light came through the window, he went down to the ground, wrapped his toes in newspaper, and put on his wet cotton shoes.

The door was opened, and the thick snow spilled into the house again.

The sky outside had cleared, and the cold wind pierced his face like a dart, and he cheered in pain.

Perception is the most beautiful feeling in the world.

Carrying an axe and yelling on the road.

"What kind of madness is this old pimple?"

Early in the morning, the aunt of the Wu family, who lived opposite Ji Mo, came out with a cow and was startled by Ji Mo's cry.

"It's snowing, auntie. Ji Mo shouted at him.

"When won't it snow?" she was even more sure that Ji Mo had something wrong with her brain.

Ji Mo laughed loudly and continued to walk in the direction of the forest.

The trees of Dadongling were tall and covered every undulating mountain, and he walked into the forest step by step, but he did not find a suitable target to start with, and each tree was so thick that he began to swing two axes, leaving only a few mouth-shaped gaps, each of which seemed to grin and laugh at him.

His little arms and legs may not be able to be cut off in a day.

Even if you cut it down, you can't split it.

He thought he could only attack the bushes in the woods, which was effortless, but certainly not burn-resistant, and would not allow him to survive the long night.

Rubbing his hands that were almost frozen and unable to hold an axe, he exhaled a breath of heat, and gave up the idea of continuing deeper into the woods.

Lives matter.

He retreated the way he came, ready to continue looking for someone to do at the edge of the woods.