The north wind swept wildly, and the grass broke and the sand flew.

Winter has passed, but the weather has not warmed up as usual.

The sky not far away was still gloomy and gray, and the wind and snow were whistling incessantly.

The snow soon covered the vast wasteland, covering the yellowing and decay of the past.

In the wind and snow, a group of sparse figures that had spread for more than a mile moved forward slowly, like black ants in the snow.

The continuous trek and the hunger and cold exhausted the last bit of strength of the people, and gradually some people fell.

However, few people stop because someone else has fallen.

The crowd walked on like a tired and walking corpse, not knowing how far ahead they were or how long they would be able to hold out.

Perhaps, the next one to fall is himself.

Song Guichen was wrapped in an ill-fitting silver-red cloak, pursed his thin lips, and walked forward with the flow of people without saying a word.

Beside her, followed by a slightly taller man with a short padded jacket, also biting his lower lip and carrying a black iron pot on his back, moving forward step by step.

I don't know how long it took, the man beside him said, "Over the mountain in front, it is the boundary of Jiangnan Road." ”

Song Guichen despised the person who said this fiercely in his heart.

In this snow-covered wilderness, endless mountains appeared in the white distance, and he could still say "over the mountain in front" so easily.

I'm afraid that most of the people have already fallen before they have even reached the mountain.

Not to mention going over that mountain.

However, the person who spoke didn't care about Song Guichen's contempt, and continued to think:

"I heard that Hangzhou is the first state in the southeast, 20 miles away, with 30,000 rooms...... Tsk, when I arrive in Hangzhou, I must first eat 50 pieces of meat patties and drink 30 jars of good wine! ”

Last year, Jingdong, Jingxi, Hebei, Shaanxi, Huainan and other places suffered locust plagues, flying locusts covered the sky, and everywhere they passed, the crops were not harvested.

However, the ministers of the DPRK and the central government lied about the disaster and created a peaceful scene, and even said the absurd theory that "locusts are not plagued".

The Son of Heaven did not know the truth, and still imposed taxes, making it difficult for the people to survive and being homeless.

The surrounding displaced people all gathered from Kaifeng and other disaster-stricken places, and wanted to go to Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Hearing Hangzhou, Song Guichen rarely agreed: "Indeed, the 100,000 families in Qiantang are as rich as the imperial capital Kaifeng, which is a rare place to retreat." ”

The man looked at her strangely: "Hangzhou is rich, why has it become a place of seclusion?" ”

"The so-called 'small hidden in the city, big hidden in the court', Hangzhou is rich, it is the first choice for seclusion."

"It's as if you've been to Hangzhou." The man muttered in a low voice, "It's obviously just a hairy girl, what do you say about seclusion at a young age......"

Song Guichen didn't answer, his footsteps kept moving forward against the wind, leaving several people behind, and slowly walked to the front of the team.

The man who followed beside her didn't even follow her step by step.

"Hey, you haven't really been to Hangzhou, have you?"

"Hey, don't you have any relatives in Kaifeng?"

"Hey, how old are you? Have you read any books? ”

"Hey, I said, it's going to be dark soon, let's go so fast, into the mountain, if we encounter a beast, it's not a good thing."

"Shut up, you!" Song Guichen finally spoke, "With this strength, take care of it, eat half a cake less at night, and save me some rations." ”

The man was really silent, obediently and sensibly followed Song Guichen half a step behind, and stopped talking.

Just muttering in my heart, eating people with soft mouths and short hands.

Sure enough, she shouldn't have eaten her meatloaf in the first place.

However, thinking of the meatloaf, he couldn't help but pull the iron pot on his back, looked at his thin and short companion walking in front, and swallowed hard.

The meatloaf she handles tastes so delicious!

Song Guichen was angry when he thought that he had made a stupid mistake a month ago and saved the man next to him who was good for nothing but beauty.

I can't wait to chop off the hand that I stretched out to him at that time!

She still vividly remembers that although it was cold that day, the sun was rare to come out.

After a day's journey, before the sun had set, she found a corner where no one was there and sat down comfortably.

Humming a song, boiling snow water steamed the dry dough, and took out the dried meat that had been hidden for a long time.

After careful consideration, he broke the small piece of meat in half, put half of it back in his luggage, and tore the other half and sprinkled it on the dough.

Smelling the aroma of meat and cakes, Song Guichen was about to take a bite when he suddenly heard a trace of movement behind him.

Song Guichen looked back vigilantly, but saw a man with a pale face and blank eyes lying in the snow that had not yet melted, and the silver-red cloak reflected his miserable white face very handsomely.

is also a refugee, Song Guichen has seen more of this kind of starvation on the side of the road, she may have reached out a few months ago, but then she was numb.

It's just that maybe it was the gorgeous cloak under him at that time that made her have a heart for herself.

Or maybe it was his blank expression that touched a string deep inside her.

She said to him, "I have a piece of meatloaf here for you, and the cloak under you, give it to me." ”

The man's eyes moved, but he didn't answer.

Song Guichen smiled: "Or, I can also stay here and take the cloak after you die." Don't worry, I'll dig a pit for you and build a grave. ”

Before she could finish her sentence, the man sat up without saying a word, took off his cloak and threw it over, and lay down again with a blank face.

Song Guichen looked at the cloak in his hand, happily took off the cotton jacket that was already as cold as iron and covered the man's body, and put the cloak on his hands and feet neatly.

"Well, it's a bit long, but it's out of the way."

Song Guichen took out half a piece of dried meat and a piece of dough that he had just put back from his luggage, squatted down beside the man, and stuffed the dried meat and dough into his hands: "I can only help you so much, if there is fate, we will see you in Hangzhou." ”

On the way to flee from famine, no amount of gorgeous cloak can satisfy hunger, but a piece of bread can save people's lives.

Song Guichen exchanged a piece of bread and half a piece of dried meat for a cloak, which was already a lossy deal.

It's just that she didn't expect that the next day she was entangled by him who caught up with her, and she wanted to follow her alive and dead, and even took the initiative to snatch the iron pot that she never left and carried it on her back.

It stands to reason that the iron pot contains all of Song Guichen's rations, if it was in the past, she would definitely not be at ease to let a person who had only seen two sides carry it.

But wearing a cloak and carrying a pot is really troublesome, and yesterday this man threw the valuable cloak to himself without saying a word, so that Song Guichen was not so guarded against him.

A person who can throw everything he has to others without caring about it, a person who was determined to die yesterday, will not covet her little thing...... bar.

However, Song Guichen was wrong.

He's just greedy for her rations!

Song Guichen looked back at the silent man: "I said, you looked like you were determined to die that day, I thought you would definitely throw away my meatloaf." ”

The man pursed his lips: "The hot cake in my hand is so fragrant, I can't help but taste it......"

"Damn!"

Song Guichen scolded secretly, just for this, she had an extra oil bottle, and this month, she ate up the original two months' rations!

If she doesn't go to Hangzhou again, she will starve to death in the wasteland!

Song Guichen was angry in his heart, and his steps couldn't help but speed up, and he said viciously in his mouth: "Du Qingshan!" If you don't repay me well in the future, I won't be able to spare you! ”

The man behind him looked up at her back, using all his strength to raise his feet to keep up with her speed, and smiled silently.

"Okay, I'll repay you later."