Red wine is much friendlier than Xiao Yao, Zhao Yajun doesn't know what manor is what year, but he feels that wine without Chinese characters should not be cheap.

In the way of drinking liquor, he shook it carefully after pouring it full, but the strength was too great, and the wine spilled some, so he quickly took a sip, which was his best respect for decency.

Just like when he flattered Ding Yong, he was indeed more professional than the other two when it came to drinking red wine.

He glanced at Zhang Fa and met Zhang Fa's gaze.

What is this look in the eyes, the feeling of familiarity and strangeness......

He immediately blushed, straightened his back, and sat upright.

Red wine has a characteristic, when you find that you may have drunk too much, then suddenly come drunk, glass after glass, he listens to everyone's roar, and memories come to mind bit by bit.

......

Time back to the day 36 years ago, Ding Yong and Zhao Yajun and a group of five people went up the mountain to look for wolves, and the wind and snow were heavy on the way......

As the night deepened, a group of five people could faintly hear the wolf howl, and as they walked forward, the snow was getting deeper and deeper, and they had completely lost their ankles.

Zhao Yajun carried a short shovel on his back, walking at the back of the team, at the moment he was a little unable to stand up, he was the youngest, and the shoes he wore were relatively thin, the snow water penetrated his shoes, and was freeze-dried by the cold wind, and the shoes that came and went were harder than iron. He complained to himself, feeling that his feet had completely lost sensation.

"I really can't walk," he thought to himself, and then simply grabbed the rope and refused to move any further.

The person in front was walking, and suddenly felt that he couldn't walk, and when he looked back, Zhao Yajun was there, pulling the rope.

"Child, baby, did you let it go? I told you not to come a long time ago, aren't you causing trouble for everyone!" Feng Chun shouted.

"I... My feet are numb from the cold, and I can't walk!"

"Let's find a place to rest, the snow is too heavy, I'm tired of walking, let's walk slowly." Ding Yong said.

Everyone had no opinion, groping to find a few trees, Ding Yong and Zhang Fa untied the tent bag from their backs, and everyone began to study setting up a tent.

A normal tent is towed with a rope with a wedge at the other end of the rope fastened to the ground, but in winter the ground freezes strong and there is a layer of snow cover, which is too difficult to implement.

Feng Chun participated in the militia training organized by the township, he organized everyone to tie the ropes to the trees, and finally set up the tent with all his strength.

Everyone entered the tent in turn, and the space was not small, but it was also a little cramped to accommodate five people.

Outside, the sky was full of snow, and the wind was mixed with the sound of wolves, blowing the tent trembling and shaking, like a lonely boat in the river and sea, and inside was the life that was powerless to fight against nature, and everyone's hearts also rose and fell.

"It's too crowded here, the captain has a way. Zhang Fa said.

The tent belongs to the large size, which can accommodate three people to rest at the same time, and it can accommodate five people, obviously it can't be done, everyone can't turn around inside, Zhang Fa is the tallest, curled up in it, panting.

Everyone stared at Ding Yong, waiting for him to make an idea.

Ding Yong thought for a moment and said: "The five of us, except for the child who is the runner-up, we will first go and get some branches to pile up outside the tent, and make a fire in the leeward part of the tent. Second, we can provide temperature inside the tent, and then we work in pairs and take turns cutting wood and watching the fire outside the tent, and we will act when the snow stops. ”

Everyone secretly complained in their hearts, everyone knew that they were in a difficult situation now, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no momentum to stop, and what was even more troublesome was that everyone was lost, and there were more and more wolf howls around, and there was really a feeling of being embattled.

Feng Chun struggled to untie the axe from his back and handed it to Ding Yong, and took out the flashlight himself, the crowded space made him look very clumsy in every movement.

"Let's go!" Ding Yong withdrew from the tent on his knees.

Li Kun followed closely, and the rope never left his hand.

"I really fucking think of myself as Nezha. Zhang Fa jokingly patted Li Kun's buttocks, who were crawling out, and also followed out.

"That's... What about me?" Zhao Yajun asked in a low voice.

"You stay, don't wander around. Feng Chun turned on the flashlight and crawled out, and after climbing out, he turned his head to stare at Zhao Yajun, and said:

"You can't help you with anything but adding to the chaos......"

Zhao Yajun didn't say a word, lowered his head and buried it in his padded jacket.

It turns out that I really can't do anything...

He began to regret coming along.

Listening to the sound of his shoes stepping on the snow fading away, he hurriedly looked out the window, except for the occasional flashlight flickering, only a white expanse remained.

The snow seemed to engulf the entire mountain......

After a long time, Zhao Yajun heard the footsteps of everyone coming back, so he hurriedly pretended to sleep.

Use your most comfortable position to occupy the territory greedily.

After a long time, with a heavy sound of snow, the tent door was opened, and a cold wind with a little floating snow smashed on the face of Zhao Yajun, who was pretending to be asleep.

"Frozen to death," Zhang Fa said, "Whoever provoked him, this Ding Yong, Lao Tzu has no grievances with him, and she is crazy and dragged me to this troubled water."

Obviously, Ding Yong and Li Kun were on duty in the first shift, and they had a clear division of labor, one continued to chop wood, and the other lit a fire to watch the fire.

"Isn't it that you and Li Kun's daughter-in-law have a bad thing, the whole village knows about it, and if he keeps you in the village, won't he become a pimp!" Feng Chun said suddenly.

Zhang Fa didn't expect Feng Chun to say this, but he didn't show any helplessness.

"I'm a fucking single, what am I afraid of? On the contrary, it's you, a young man, I heard that Ding Yong will be transferred to the township government to work in the spring next year, if you and Li Kun's daughter-in-law's leg are shaken out, see if you have a chance to take over his Ding Yong's class!" Zhang Fa said fiercely.

The tent was dark, even if Zhao Yajun's eyes widened, he couldn't see the facial expressions of the two of them, and the tent fell into a short silence, but the sound of firewood outside the tent was very abrupt.

Three people, each with their own thoughts...

No, it should be four!

......

The fire outside the tent was gradually rising, and someone was leaning on the skeleton of the tent and adding wood to the fire.

Zhang Fa and Feng Chun were not afraid that their conversation would be heard by the "brothers-in-law" who were only a cloth away, and they even wished they could be heard by Li Kun......

Honest people, everyone loves to bully.

"Brother Kun, don't cut it, it's enough to burn tonight......"

The back outside the tent turned out to be Ding Yong's......

It turned out that Ding Yong was just careless, the hand axe fell off, and the back of the axe hit his foot, Li Kun saw this and snatched the hand axe and asked Ding Yong to sit down and make a fire, but it was really Ding Yong who was making a fire at this time.

He shouted this loudly, obviously as a warning...

The light of the fire shone through the window of the tent, and the tent gradually lit up.

The wolf howls in the distance were even louder, and it felt like they were getting louder and louder.

What could be more terrifying?

Yes

At this moment, Zhao Yajun clearly saw that the faces of the two people in front of him were distorted to a terrible extent, and they were staring at the humanoid shadow outside the tent, in the warm and bright place.

That look, Zhao Yajun is still unforgettable, how to describe it?

Have you ever seen the world before the storm?

When the wind first picks up, before the rain comes, the feeling is suffocating.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings......