On the sixth day, heavy snowfall.

Two of our brothers and sisters froze to death in their tents early in the morning. Every day I was dying, and I seemed to have become numb, looking at those cold and hard corpses, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. I only know that I took out the registration book mechanically and put a mark on the name of the deceased.

Twenty-seven remained.

Eight patients dragged the rest of us down, and our line slowed down. What made us feel even more urgent was that the last bit of food was also eaten by us when we set off in the morning, and only me, the third brother and Brother Li knew about this matter, and none of us said anything, for fear of causing panic.

However, what I was worried about came -

Wei Zhihe's diary—I am the dividing line—"Zhihe, we're lost. Because of the lack of manpower, the guards had to be dispersed, the third uncle led the way in front, Uncle Li was at the back of the team to prevent getting lost, and Wei Zhihe was in the middle to take care of the patient.

The face of the person in the strong wind was painful, Wei Zhihe had to lower his head and walk forward, and his nose exposed outside was already red from the cold.

"What did you say?" The wind blew "whirring", and Wei Zhihe didn't hear what the third uncle said.

"We're lost." The third uncle shouted loudly in Wei Zhihe's ear. Wei Zhihe raised his head and looked at the surrounding environment, and as far as he could see, it was exactly the same. The same listless trees blown by the wind, the same white ground.

"I marked this tree." The team in front had already stopped, and the third uncle pulled Wei Zhihe to the foot of a big tree, and there was a deep cut on the trunk, which seemed to have just been made. "I carved this mark, and we've circled the tree three times."

At this time, Uncle Li also caught up from behind and asked, "What's wrong?" Why don't you go? ”

"We're lost." Wei Zhihe had to tell the truth, he couldn't hide it at this time, and he had to let everyone find a way.

"What should I do?" The third uncle and Uncle Li both looked at Wei Zhihe.

"Finding your way in the mountains is your forte, where do you think we should go?"

"Listen to us and you." Both looked at Wei Zhihe.

Wei Zhihe looked around, everything was exactly the same, now it was windy and snowing, and he could see that the place in front of him was vague. I want to look up at the canopy, but I can't open my eyes when I am blown by the wind and snow.

"There's no way for the time being, it's not too early, so I can only find a place to rest here. Wait until the weather is a little better before we can figure out the direction. The three of them had no effective way for a while, so they had to find a leeward place to settle down.

"We're out of food." The third uncle is in charge of dry food, "the horses are okay, they can gnaw the bark themselves, and people ......"

Uncle Li rummaged through his pockets, and there were only a few pitiful residues in them, not even enough for one person.

"Can't even get their dry food?"

The third uncle shook his head, "Everything is here, you see." The third uncle put all the dry food pockets beside Wei Zhihe, and Wei Zhihe gathered all the residues in the pockets together, and only then did he get half a tea jar.

"Wei Zhihe, what road are you leading? Didn't you say that you could get to the bottom of the mountain in five days? It's been almost seven days, why haven't you seen a village yet? Four or five people gathered around at this time and shouted at Wei Zhihe.

"It's not Zhihe's fault...... "Before the third uncle's words could be finished, he was interrupted by the leader.

"It's not his fault or anyone's fault, we stayed in the stockade so well, you have to go to the bottom of the mountain, what wind do you want to avoid, it's good, we're all trapped here, Wei Zhihe." The leader grabbed Wei Zhihe's collar, "What kind of heart are you pressing?" ”

"Old Five, don't be angry, don't be angry, can't you say something well?" The third uncle pulled his hand away from Wei Zhihe's clothes, "There are still patients inside, be quiet." ”

"Afraid of what? I checked Lao Wu to ask for an explanation for the villagers. Thirty-seven people followed you Wei Zhihe, I thought we could live a good life in peace, but what happened?! Zha Lao Wu looked at Wei Zhihe with red eyes, "Look at it, how many deaths and illnesses are left along the way?!" There are less than thirty people! ”

Wei Zhihe didn't speak, and he didn't have anything to say.

"Zhihe is also for the good of everyone, so he ......" Before the third uncle could say anything, he was pushed away by the old five.

"What is it for everyone's good, for everyone's good, to let us starve and freeze in this place where there is no village and no store? I don't think he Wei Zhihe is at ease, do you wish we were all frozen to death, you Wei Zhihe will occupy all the good places in the stockade?! "Zha Lao Wu is unforgiving.

"What did you say? Did you talk like that?! Uncle Li pushed away the poor five, "Are you still talking about human words?" ”

"The surname is Li, don't forget how your son died! It was him, Wei Zhihe, who was killed. Zha Lao Wu's words hit Uncle Li's heart.

"Kind of you're saying it again." Uncle Li's eyes were red, and he stared straight at Zha Lao Wu.

"Say it again, what's wrong? Am I not right?! Without him Wei Zhihe, your son would live well, and we would all live well. As he spoke, he squatted on the ground and hugged his head and cried.

"We are all alive and well, my sister, my only relative, ah, you took this road, was frozen to death, froze to death, do you know the way? Woo, I was frozen to death! A tough man squatted on the ground and cried loudly without an image.

The tent also heard the movement outside, and they all ran out to see what was going on.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone goes back, let's go back and rest." The third uncle persuaded everyone to go back again.

Wei Changhe ran to his father's side and hugged his legs. "Dad, I'm afraid."

"It's okay, it's okay, go back obediently, stay with your mother, and we'll have dinner later." Wei Zhihe touched Changhe's little head and sent him back to the tent and pulled the door curtain.

"Wei Zhihe, I figured it out, follow you, we are all dead, we plan to go by ourselves." Zha Lao Wu touched a handful of tears, stood up and said.

"Yes, we'll go on our own." The remaining four people were reluctant to follow Wei Zhi with them.

"Would you all like to go on your own?" Wei Zhihe still doesn't believe it, the villagers who have followed him all the way are suddenly going to leave him now, this vast snowfall, a few of them must be dead when they walk out.

"yes, we're going to go on our own."