Meng Fusheng was quite surprised, "So many people froze to death? ”

"yes." "Snowman" shook his head, "It's too difficult this year, where do you live, little brother?" ”

Meng Fusheng pointed to the dilapidated and somewhat leaky abandoned house, "I live there." ”

"Ouch." The "snowman" immediately looked at him with sympathy, "Then how can you survive this winter, fortunately, you young people are strong and strong, if you are older, alas, you see otherwise, I still have a lot of dry firewood at home, if you don't mind, I will go over and move a little for you later." ”

Meng Fusheng was so enthusiastic that he had to follow the "snowman" back home, his home was not much, but it was also a stone house, and there were only three people in the family, and he was happy.

The "snowman" is named Zhang Lie, who makes a living from hunting and is very strong, so he has already stocked up on enough food and dry firewood before the heavy snowfall, so when he heard that Meng Fusheng lived in such a ventilated house and had no heating objects, he felt compassion.

Zhang Lie chatted with Meng Fusheng speculatively later, and even invited him to live in his house temporarily, but Meng Fusheng refused.

Meng Fusheng thought that he was seriously injured now, and it was easy to arouse the suspicion of others, and there were chasing soldiers later, so he didn't want to implicate others for his own reasons, so he refused Zhang Lie's kindness.

After Zhang Lie's strong request was rejected several times, although he was not angry, he was not like forcing others, so he specially sent Meng Fusheng back to the small dilapidated house, and also helped to mend the hole where the hole was relatively large, so that if he needed help, he could find him casually.

Meng Fusheng thanked him again and again to send the enthusiastic Zhang Lie away, and then he had the heart to deal with his brother's wound, he was seriously injured this time, half of his arm was numb, and he couldn't use any strength, if it wasn't for Zhang Lie's help just now, it seems that he wouldn't be able to move back alone.

He went back to the house and lit the fire, the room was only a little warmer, and he cooked something with a little food sent by Zhang Lie, and his stomach gradually warmed up, and then he felt that the strength of his limbs gradually returned.

He didn't have a lot of medicine with him, so he could only treat the wound casually, thinking that he would wait for the snow to be a little smaller before going to collect medicine.

But the weather here is too bad, the snow has been falling for several days, the weather is getting worse and worse, Meng Fusheng's dry firewood is getting less and less, and there is no way to collect medicine from the university, and he has no way to heal his injuries and leave as soon as possible.

Just as he was distressed, Zhang Lie entered the door with a pile of firewood again, and his deep voice resounded throughout the room.

"Brother Meng, I see that the weather is getting colder and colder in the past few days, thinking that your dry firewood may be almost burned, so I will send you some more."

The icing on the cake is far more than a charcoal in the snow.

Meng Fusheng never thought that a person who had only chatted a few words when he met in Pingshui would be so righteous, and he was quite moved in his heart, "Thank you, Brother Zhang Lie, but in fact, I am going to leave in a few days, I don't need you so much dry firewood, what do you still need, give me so much, what should you do when you lack it?" I'd better take half of it back, and I'll just keep half of it. ”

"What do you say?" Zhang Lie's face straightened, "You call me Brother Zhang Lie, can't I give any dry firewood to my brother?" Don't worry, I'll still give you this dry firewood. Besides, if you really don't need it, I'll go to the mountains and cut it, you don't look strong. ”

Meng Fusheng really needed these dry firewood, and thought that he had to cut a little and return it to them when he left, otherwise he would be uneasy.

Thinking of this, he accepted it with peace of mind, Zhang Lie laughed and patted Meng Fusheng's shoulder heavily, "Is this refreshing!" A manly man, what does it look like to twist and pinch? ”

Meng Fusheng echoed with a smile: "Brother Zhang Lie is right. ”

Meng Fusheng gave Zhang Lie a bowl of freshly cooked hot soup, "Drink it and warm up before leaving, it's strange cold this way." ”

Zhang Lie sat down unceremoniously, picked it up and drank it directly, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and exclaimed: "Brother Meng's skills are good." ”

"Concession and recognition."

Meng Fusheng sent Zhang Lie out, looked at the firewood in the corner of the house, and felt that the winter here seemed to be a lot warmer.

The snow fell for another three days, the sky was getting colder and colder day by day, and seeing that the dry firewood was about to bottom out again, Meng Fusheng didn't have the cheekiness to wait for Zhang Lie to send him again, so he immediately decided to go up the mountain to collect medicine and cut some dry firewood by the way.

He finally regained a little strength, it was not difficult to carry a bundle of firewood, but when the dry firewood was cut, he couldn't find the herbs, the snow was too deep, and if he stepped on a deep footprint, even if there were herbs, he would not survive.

Meng Fusheng sighed in his heart, but he had to give up, first bring back this bundle of dry firewood, and then pack up half of it and prepare it to Zhang Lie, which is worthy of the sum of all the dry firewood sent by Zhang Lie.

As soon as he opened the door, he met Zhang Lie, who was carrying a lot of dry firewood.

Zhang Lie was taken aback when he saw Meng Fusheng's "thin and weak" body carrying such a large pile of dry firewood, he was relieved that he was carrying it, and hurriedly went over to ask: "Brother Meng, what are you doing here?" It's no joke that you're lifting such a heavy thing and twisting it to your waist. I'll help you where you're going. ”

Meng Fusheng knew what was going on when he saw the bundle of dry firewood he had dropped, and smiled helplessly, "Brother Zhang Lie, I was about to send this bundle to you, why did you bring it here, I used you so much, how embarrassing." ”

Zhang Lie was extremely surprised, and looked at Meng Fusheng like a monster, "Brother Meng, you look young, I didn't expect that your ability is not small, and you have cut so much." But you don't need to be so polite, it's still so cold in winter, what can you do with it for me? Keep it, bring mine in, don't mess around. ”

Meng Fusheng was extremely helpless, but Zhang Lie was very persistent, so he still took it back.

Meng Fusheng sighed and looked at the dry pyre that was even higher than before he went out.

The snow is still falling, Meng Fusheng still hasn't been able to collect medicine to heal his injuries, but he can't wait any longer, he doesn't know when the snow will stop, can he wait but what about Yan'er? What if the people sent by Weizhen failed to rescue Yan'er and made Ji Jingsheng angry? Will he torture Yeon'er? Yan'er is not better than him, with rough skin and thick flesh, so where can a person suffer?

He resolutely decided that he would not care about the injury first, and find Yan'er first, but this bundle of dry firewood should not be wasted.

On the day he left, he carried the pile of dry firewood to the door of Zhang Lie's house, put it outside, jumped onto the wall of a house, threw a stone at the door of Zhang Lie's house, and hid it.

The door soon opened, it was Zhang Lie, he saw the pile of dry firewood, was surprised, and immediately chased in.

Meng Fusheng knew that he was going to look for him, smiled and left.