Chapter 167: The Horn of Life

The wind blows the clouds, but it never blows away the haze above the head, and the rain hits the branches and leaves, but it never makes a pleasant whisper, as if everything in the world cannot be as good as it should be.

Chunge looked at the sunny sky at the beginning, his eyes were helpless and gloomy, looking up was the sky that he couldn't see, but looking down was a busy person. Those people are actually good, but they have more selfish desires and greed than ordinary people, but who can say that such people can't exist in the world. They will also have moments of forgetting everything, just like at this time, they help me, I help you, and everyone who helps each other to collect firewood, but it is a pity that a rain in heaven is dry firewood that turns into wet firewood, and the flame is not high.

"Xie Yuangong, everyone is picking up wet firewood, do you think it can still be used?" Li Xiu had just finished counting the firewood, and this was not reported to the temporary tent where Chun Ge was resting.

"It's usable, but it's going to be delayed for a few days." Chunge sat on the straw floor, leaning on his forehead with his left hand, reminding Chunge of his tiredness and irritability all the time.

"Xie Yuangong, it's going to be delayed for a few days." Li Xiucai seemed to think of something, and asked Chun Ge very eagerly.

"If the weather is good, it will be a matter of three or four days, and if the sky is not beautiful, it is possible for ten days." Chun Ge's voice in reply was extremely soft, and his head was lowered, if it weren't for his eyes that fluttered from time to time at that time, Li Xiucai would have almost suspected that Chun Ge was asleep.

"Three, three, four days." Liu Xiucai repeated in disbelief, and finally turned into a lament: "But our food, even if it is one meal a day, is only enough to eat for three days." ”

Since Chunge got the leadership of this gang, he handed over all the food used by everyone to one place for easy distribution, and instilled in everyone the idea that hello, hello, hello, everyone, good. Therefore, now everyone is doing things together, and they have to live together, and the relationship is very harmonious. And Chunge also delegated the management of materials to Li Xiucai, so Li Xiucai knew so much about eating.

When Li Xiucai's sigh landed, he was greeted by Chunge's silence like a winter day, and he could barely see Chunge's movement, as if Chunge had become a sculpture.

Thinking about it now, only Chunge himself can know that the resentment in his heart, the stinging pain in the palm of his hand, is caused by his nails being thrust into the flesh, he is so angry that he has forgotten what pain is, and his heart is full of unwillingness. Let him escape alive from the fate of being buried in the ground and die, let him see the hope that life is ahead, why is it so completely wiped out in just an instant.

"Whew" Heavy breathing sounded in the quiet space, and Chun Ge let go of his somewhat bloody hand, raised his head with a slight tremble, and pulled out a smile that was neither yin nor yang.

"Let them stop looking for firewood first, and find gravel to build a small stone house, ten people in a room, and they should be able to pile up the most firewood but the smallest area." Chun Ge's words were as soft as ever, so that people couldn't hear the slightest struggle, as if everything was so smooth.

"Yes, sir." After speaking, Li Xiucai went to work very efficiently. Maybe Chun Ge didn't notice that Li Xiucai's address to him had changed from Xie Yuangong to adult.

To be honest, the difference between Xie Yuan and adults is very big, a person can become Xie Yuan Gong, it means that this person can be outstanding by learning and being rich and five cars, but he may not be able to be an adult. If Xie Yuan represents people's knowledge, then adults are a symbol of a person's ability, and Li Xiucai was willing to call Chun Ge an adult at that time, which is a kind of admiration for Chun Ge's ability.

Don't look at Li Xiucai's courtesy to Chunge, in fact, he looks down on Chunge very much, and the children of a family like Chunge are in official positions at a young age, so he has always been called Chunge Xie Yuan instead of an adult, but at this moment his solitude with Chunge made him understand that Taishan can smile without changing his face before the collapse, and all emotions will only exist in the bottom of his heart, and he deserves to be an adult. That kind of heart and perseverance, even if Chun Ge is now a cloth cloth, it will not prevent Chun Ge from ascending to a high position in the future, so Li Xiucai's behavior can be regarded as stammering Chun Ge in advance.

However, Li Xiucai's intentions Chunge didn't understand at this time, he was not as calm as he imagined, but his helplessness cried bitterly, he had squandered it that night many years ago, and even Chunge himself didn't know what was left, or if there was nothing.

"Childe, what are you thinking?" Anu's injury is not healed, he has always been in the same place with Chunge, he watched Chunge in a daze again and again and the time was getting longer and longer, he was really worried that Chunge was stunned.

"I'm wondering, on that day many years ago, did the villagers of Qingshan Village also feel helpless to live, did they sigh for the end of death, and did there be someone who gave them such a life." Chun Ge said slowly, there was no sadness, but it was so sad.

"Childe" has no and cannot participate in Chunge's indescribable memories of Chunge, Anu can only call like this, and accompany Chunge to experience indescribable pain.

"I lost so badly that I could barely get up, but it was me who hit me." Chunge's right hand quietly touched his chest, as if he looked innocent after being appeased, but his childlike voice said: "I was defeated at the first step that day, but today I will never be defeated in my own hands again." ”

How ruthless is such a song, the cold breath in his eyes, is such a mad person, at this moment Anu quietly shed a tear, his son will never be the one who buries his head in hard work anymore, but his heart is reluctant, reluctant.

"My lord, some people are already tired on the ground, Li Xiucai asked me to ask you, do you want everyone to rest." Thirteen got into the tent and reported to Chun Geyu.

Chunge didn't answer, just blinked a few times, then got up and walked out of the tent. The people all over the ground, those who were lying, those who were sitting, those who were squatting, were all panting.

"I know you're tired." Chun Ge raised a rather bitter smile and said, "But can you please not give up, until the moment before death, please try to live for the sake of living, okay?" ”

"My lord, it's not that we have nothing to do with it, it's that we really don't have the strength." A young man closest to Chun Ge said with little strength.

"My lord, we don't eat much, but after working for almost a whole day, we really can't do it." Another middle-aged man swallowing saliva also gasped and said.

"Li Xiucai, distribute the food to everyone, let's eat enough, and then let's do it." This time, Chun Ge said extremely powerfully, and that passion also hit everyone hard.

Finally, the trumpet of life sounded on the ruins of the willow castle.