Lei Shaoxuan was dazed, in a trance, not knowing what to think, and his mind was blank. Although exhausted and aching, he couldn't sleep for a long time, and his eyes stared straight at the flickering flames, as if he could see his sister's tearful face.

"Brother, when are you coming back?"

The immature and crisp voice echoed, Lei Shaoxuan's heart was sour, tears flowed down, and he couldn't help but think of his mother holding his hand tightly, and his mother's arms were so warm!

"Young Master?" Hu Youde said softly.

Lei Shaoxuan turned his back to Hu Youde and did not speak.

"The young master is still blaming Madame for not saving you?" Hu Youde said in a low voice and slowly: "You are wrong to blame Madame." ”

"The lord was sentenced to exile, and all the property in the house was confiscated by the government. Fortunately, when Mrs. was in business, there were still some shares in other businesses, and in order to save you and the second young master, Mrs. sold all these shares, but despite this, it was still not enough, and there was no way, Mrs. took away all the jewelry and clothes she carried with her, and dismissed all the domestic servants. Didn't you notice that Madame's hair is getting shorter because ......"

Hu Youde hesitated for a moment and sighed: "She even cut off her hair and sold it." ”

"What?" Lei Shaoxuan was shocked.

In a corner of the partition room, Ma Shaoteng opened his eyes slightly, sighed lightly, and closed his eyes again.

"Yes, there is nothing at home, and Madame, Second Young Master, and Third Young Master can only temporarily live in a temple in the city. Hu Youde lowered his voice and said, "Even if you blame Mrs., you have to live well." Otherwise, you will really disappoint your wife's hard work!"

As if struck by a thunderbolt, Lei Shaoxuan's mind instantly cleared up.

Lei Shaoxuan stopped his tears and was speechless for a long time.

Remorse and shame welled up in his heart, Lei Shaoxuan slowly turned around and said firmly to Hu Youde: "Uncle De, I want to live!"

Lei Shaoxuan sat up and looked at Hu Youde for the first time.

Hu Youde is the janitor of the house. Lei Shaoxuan usually thinks he is very ugly, his face is hideous, so much so that it makes people feel scared at a glance, Lei Shaoxuan is usually reluctant to talk to him.

Hu Youde's face was burned by fire, his muscles were twisted together like a lump of dough, and a scar ran from the left side of his face through his chin.

This is due to the rescue of Gongsun Lie.

Gongsun Lie was originally a general in charge of the border army's baggage battalion. During a battle, the grain and grass warehouse was attacked and caught fire, Hu Youde rushed into the burning warehouse and carried out Gongsun Lie, and when he rushed out of the fire, he was slashed by Hu Ren.

Fortunately, the fire burned violently, and the horses that the Hu people were riding were frightened away, and the two survived.

Hu Youde was seriously injured and his life was extremely difficult after returning to his hometown, so Gongsun Lie called him back and stayed by his side as a servant to guard the door of the house.

It is said that the janitor should be good-looking, but Gongsun Lie didn't care about this, and insisted on letting Hu Youde watch the door, because guarding the door was the easiest.

During the New Year's holidays, Gongsun Lie often asked Hu Youde to eat together in the backyard and house, as a family. After Gongsun Lie's death, Gongsun Qian dismissed all the servants, and Hu Youde was reluctant to leave, so he volunteered to escort Lei Shaoxuan to Xihu Kuhai.

For the first time, Lei Shaoxuan felt that Hu Youde was actually not ugly. The broad forehead, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a deep and slightly hoarse voice make people feel generous.

"Young master, if you want to survive, you must first walk safely to the sea of suffering. Hu Youde took a breath and said slowly, "This time I went to Xihu Kuhai, the road is long, and the body is the most important. ”

"Madame is ready for you. ”

Hu Youde opened the baggage, revealing neatly folded clothes.

"Young master, when marching in the snow and ice, it is most important to keep your body warm and your hands and feet dry. His body was damp, frostbitten, and he was caught with the wind and cold, and he was worried about his life, and if he had frostbite on his hands and feet, he would surely die. ”

When Hu Youde took off the cotton shoes worn by Lei Shaoxuan, he felt a sharp pain in his numb feet, and Lei Shaoxuan couldn't help but cry out "ah".

Lei Shaoxuan's feet were red and slightly swollen, and his feet were stained with scattered ice ballast.

Hu Youde panicked slightly, and hurriedly took a closer look.

"There was no frostbite on my feet, just walking for too long and some redness and swelling. Hu Youde breathed a sigh of relief, put his mind at ease, and took out a pair of shoes.

It was just an ordinary pair of cotton shoes, but the outside was wrapped in a layer of animal skin, which was finely sewn on the upper with a needle and thread.

"Madame sewed a pair of cotton shoes overnight, covered with animal skins, not afraid of rain. Ordinary cotton shoes are easy to get damp when they walk in the snow, and many people get frostbite on their feet. ”

Hu Youde's tone was calm and quite verbose, but Lei Shaoxuan was moved in his heart.

Hu Youde then took out another cotton coat, which was also a leather cotton jacket.

"The padded jacket is also made of animal skin, although it is rough and ugly, but it is not afraid of rain and snow. Hu Youde patted the cotton clothes and sighed with some emotion.

Only then did Lei Shaoxuan realize that the cotton clothes on his body were already damp, sticking to his body, cold to the bone.

And gloves, and hats...... Each one was not very neat, apparently made in a hurry, and there were still specks of blood on one part of the hat.

My mother was born in a wealthy family, where would she be a woman? Obviously, she accidentally pricked her hand with a needle, and the blood stains were infected.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Looking at the clothes that had been rushed to arrive, Lei Shaoxuan's tears flowed down his eyes, and he couldn't help but cry.

"This ...... Young master, let's eat something!" Seeing this, Hu Youde was a little overwhelmed and said in a low voice.

Hu Youde took out a paper bag and opened it, and inside was cut jerky.

The two dry cakes issued by the sergeant have already been eaten. Although he felt extremely hungry, Lei Shaoxuan did not have much appetite and was immersed in sadness and self-blame.

"Boy, do you want to eat alone, bring some meat to Lao Tzu. A vicious voice rang out.

Lei Shaoxuan followed the voice and looked.

A fierce man glared and waved an iron chain, and the sound of the chain slamming attracted everyone's attention.

The big man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a scruffy beard, messy braids, and a messy twist around his neck, his face is full of meat, and his eyes are fierce.

Lei Shaoxuan was extremely frightened, chilled all over, and didn't dare to say a word.

"Didn't you hear, boy?" said the big man, his voice piercing.

Lei Shaoxuan looked at Hu Youde in horror, Hu Youde shook his head at him, grabbed the heavy wooden stick and stood up, looked at the big man coldly, and spit out a word.

"Get out!"

Lei Shaoxuan found out that Hu Youde's body was so strong. The tall figure, like an iron tower, holds the hand of the wooden stick, and the green tendons are exposed, which is quite a feeling of steel and iron bones.

Looking at these hands, Lei Shaoxuan unconsciously calmed down.

"Hehe, when I get to the place, I look good with you!"

The big man still stared fiercely, stopped talking, tugged at the chains on both sides, and closed his eyes.

The two people on the left and right dared not speak out, and the others turned their eyes to look at Lei Shaoxuan, with some sympathy, some schadenfreude, and some mockery......

Hu Youde sat down slowly, looked at these people with contempt, and suddenly said to Lei Shaoxuan: "Young Master, if you want to live in the Sea of Suffering, you have to practice martial arts. ”

"Martial arts?" Lei Shaoxuan was shocked when he heard this.

"I know that the young master doesn't like to practice martial arts since he was a child, but the border pass is a place of fighting, and the exile of death row prisoners in the bitter sea is consumed as cannon fodder. Fighting on the battlefield, if you don't practice martial arts, you will definitely die. ”

Hu Youde looked at Lei Shaoxuan and said seriously: "Madame asked me to escort the young master, in addition to taking care of the young master's life, she also asked me to teach the young master martial arts." ”

"Okay, I'll learn!" Lei Shaoxuan suddenly said in a deep voice.

Since entering the death camp, Lei Shaoxuan actually has no hope of life, and his heart is full of resentment and despair.

Although in Beichuan Prison and with his mother's help, Lei Shaoxuan did not suffer much, but he did not feel lucky, because Lei Shaoxuan knew that he would eventually die, either in prison or in the bitter sea death row.

At this moment, his mother's careful arrangement made Lei Shaoxuan feel hope, although he knew in his heart that there was still little hope.

If his mother's work in prison was to make him suffer less, now the arrangements are made to keep him alive.

Lei Shaoxuan originally had a deep grievance against his mother, but now he clearly felt his mother's helplessness and tried his best to resist.

After calming down, a thought gradually rose in my mind.

Fate has been unfair, but my mother did not give up, and tried every means to let herself live, if I didn't work hard, I was not only sorry for my mother, but also sorry for myself.

"Death is death! People die in the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. ”

Lei Shaoxuan suddenly remembered that in the cell, there were often prisoners shouting out the words, and only then did he understand its meaning.

He turned to look at the big man who was lying with his eyes closed, and roared viciously in his heart: "Die!"

The wind howled and slammed viciously at the temple door, as if roaring at the injustice of fate.

The wind was cold, and the breath exhaled could freeze. Lei Shaoxuan lay beside the fire, looking at the hazy and flickering flames, and slowly fell asleep.

In the firelight, he saw a boy dragging a long iron chain, staggering alone in the vast snowfield, behind him, the chain drew a long trajectory, pierced one clear footprint after another, and disappeared into the distance.

The boy knew that it was his destined fate—lonely, dangerous, cold, but he didn't know where the end was.