According to previous years, after the New Year, there was fifteen. Even though it's still cold in the north, young people are always different.

The clothes will gradually shrink, and they will no longer be as thick and bulky as they are in winter.

Gradually, starting in February, the number of people decreased.

But this year, no one can reduce it.

Because on the fifteenth day, it began to snow.

The snow was bigger than last winter, and sitting and watching the snowflakes was like falling down.

Before one piece fell, the other piece came down impatiently.

It's just incredible.

In this case, the temperature is again below -70 degrees. Who can still lose clothes? Isn't that looking for death?

Xiao Chen and Liu Ya were both breathless when they came in from outside, and the livestock shed was fine, but it was too cold in the yard.

"Come and warm up." Muffin slapped on the kang.

In the past few days, Zhou Zhigao has caught a little cold, so he has no energy, and the family work is done by a few of them.

"It's fine." Liu Ya shook her head.

Xiao Hum and Xiao Ha came over and stood up on their hind legs and coquettishly wanted to go out.

"I can't get out, you see the snow is too deep, isn't it? Go out and bury it. When the snow stopped, we went out again. ”

Fortunately, these two dogs are well raised and very aura, and they will go to pull the poop themselves with the big earthen pots placed under the eaves.

Otherwise, what can be done?

"Woo woo woo ......" hummed aggrieved.

"Wang ......" Xiaoha echoed.

"Okay, okay, go out and the claws will freeze, obedient." Liu Ya stood in front of the door with two of them, and told them to lie on the door and look outside.

"Look, you can't get out, can you?"

The two dogs are not the kind of Erha who are not smart.

Although they are not as good as people, they still have IQ, and after watching them for a while, they know that they can't do it.

So I had to run around the house for a while.

Blackbacks don't break down their homes, though, and occasionally run out of their rooms, but don't run down the stairs.

At most, he stretched out his dog's paws and patted the snow and hurried back.

Dogs also know that it's cold.

"Dad, how are you feeling today?" Liu Ya touched Zhou Zhigao's head behind him.

"It's okay, it's not burning today." Zhou Zhigao sat up: "My body, I don't get sick once in a few years, and when I'm sick, it's scary." ”

That's right.

However, fever, cold, anti-inflammatory, and all the medicines that should be taken have been taken.

Now that he is still in good spirits, this is the third day, so he is much more relieved.

"It's okay, my appetite is good today, it'll be fine in a few days." Zhou Zhigao himself didn't care.

It's good to have medicine at home.

"Xiao Jing can't go back." Ma Fen suddenly said: "That kid is greedy, and it is not good to eat when he goes back." ”

"It's okay, she'll be here when we clear the way." Liu Ya didn't mind that her cousin was always at his house.

As long as her parents are happy.

The snow is too big to be cleaned up for a while, and at this rate, the cleaning is also in vain.

Xiao Chen went to the door again and directly scooped a few buckets of snow back with an iron bucket.

Yes, scoop!

It's as thick as that.

"The sun was good two days ago, and I said that our beans would be ready to eat. This heavy snow has to be slower again. "Liu Ya regrets.

"I can eat it a few days later." Xiao Chen said.

"Well, your hands aren't frozen, are they?" Liu Ya grabbed his hand and looked at it, and found that both hands were red.

But fortunately, there was no frostbite.

"It's okay, it shouldn't be snowing for long." Xiao Chen said.

Then who knows, hopefully.

Liu Ya's house is fine, there is enough food, and the house is solid.

Although I am worried, this kind of snow will not be a problem in the short term.

Maojiazhuang, Mao Feng's family is not like this.

They had already been driven back, and of course, the old man gave them food and helped them block the glassless windows with wood or something.

I also brought a cart of charcoal. But how long is that enough?

Now Zhou Zhijuan has no idea at all.

Mao Panpan was still at the old bachelor's house and was forced to learn to cook, but she was very weak and uncomfortable walking a few steps every day.

It's better to live than to die.

Mao Feng has been paralyzed on the kang since he was brought back and beaten again, and now he can't get up at all.

And the father of these two, Mao Shumin, is like dead, living in his mother's house and not caring about his wife and children at all.

Zhou Zhijuan lost weight in just a few days, and barely survived with Mao Feng with a little bit of things given by the old bachelor's family.

I can't even eat a mouthful of dry food every day.

I had no choice but to tear down the doors and windows of the west room that had collapsed in the house and burn the kang.

The little charcoal given by the old bachelor was used carefully to burn the stove.

The gate was pinned with a big stick, for fear that no one would come again.

At this moment, she can't care about her daughter who is trapped in the old bachelor's house.

Mao Feng was lying in a daze, he couldn't eat enough for two meals a day, and he didn't even have the strength to scold.

Compared with him, Zhou Zhijuan can only eat one meal.

Zhou Zhijuan saw the passbook when she was flipping through things, and the red passbook was like a big slap.

She crouched on the ground and cried in front of the passbook in the open cabinet.

Why didn't she listen to her eldest brother in the first place?

Why not prepare something?

What's the use of this passbook now?

But it's even more useless to cry.

Mao Feng frowned: "Why are you crying?" ”

Zhou Zhijuan put away the passbook and wiped her tears: "Don't cry." You...... How are you? ”

"I'm dying!" Mao Feng sat leaning against the futon: "If you care about me, go to grandma's house and order food, we will both die like this." ”

"I'll ...... Your grandmother never liked me. Zhou Zhijuan bowed her head.

Mao Feng hated his father to death.

"Mao Shumin is really good! Very good! He gritted his teeth.

mentioned this person, Zhou Zhijuan was also numb.

These years have not been good, Mao Shumin doesn't beat her, but such a person.

The person who can easily throw away his wife and children, she has finally seen it clearly today, but what is the use?

"Don't cry! I'm not dead yet, how much more do we have to eat? Mao Feng asked.

"Just eat like this, ten days ......," Zhou Zhijuan said.

"You make the food thicker." Mao Feng didn't want to die, he suddenly burst out with endless strength, wanting to live.

At this time, there is no hatred or hatred, to be honest, he doesn't dare to provoke Changxing Village anymore.

But who wants to die?

Even if he looks at his mother, who has always been weak, he still has a little feeling in his heart.

"If it's thicker, you won't be able to eat it for a few days. We...... Nothing. ”

"It's okay, I'll be better in a few days. When I get better and figure out a way, I won't starve to death if I go on like this. Mao Feng sneered.

Zhou Zhijuan nodded and said nothing more.

When the heavy snow finally subsided, Mao Feng was really much better.

It's just that like Zhou Zhijuan, she has lost a lot of weight.

Once he was able to get off the ground, he began to figure out how to get it.

This village is uninhabitable.

But where can it go?

The mother and son barely managed to make a walkable way in the yard.

Mao Feng took advantage of the night, went to the old bachelor's house alone, and pried open the broken wooden door that was not strong.