As far as the eye can see, there is only silence in the white world, and one man and one horse are struggling to move forward on the thick snow. As the little second brother said, I didn't see the town or village until it got dark. Fortunately, before nightfall, Quiet found a ruined temple where she could live.

There is dry firewood and hay in the ruined temple, although it looks shabby, but it can finally shelter some wind and snow.

Quietly unwrapped the package on his back, took out the wolf skin inside, and spread it on the hay. I found a leeward place, made another fire, and roasted a few steamed buns. Just sit quietly on the haystack, eat roasted steamed buns, drink a few sips of water boiled with snow when thirsty, and then drink a sip of burnt knife wine, finally fill your stomach, and people are much warmer.

The quiet mount, BMW Lightning, was also quietly led into the broken temple. He took the hay tied to the horse's back and fed it to Lightning, and gave it some snow water to drink. Fortunately, there was a warm second brother in the inn where he complained before, which made Quiet prepared and prepared enough food and grass. One man and one horse, so that there is no starvation.

Having eaten and drunk to his heart's content, Lightning rested on the ground against the corner. Sitting quietly on a haystack, with a burning fire in front of him, and a lightning bolt in his back, it was quite warm. In this way, a man and a horse slept peacefully by the fire in this ruined temple.

She woke up as soon as it was bright and quiet, and she was awakened by freezing. The fire in front of her had long been extinguished, but fortunately, the lightning had been behind her, shielding her from the cold wind and conveying warmth. Absorbing the heat of Lightning's body, Quiet slept fairly soundly this night.

Quietly stood up and moved her stiff muscles, pushed open the door of the broken temple, and she sadly found that it was snowing outside. Not large snowflakes, but individual snow particles. Perhaps because of the snow, the wind was a little lighter than the previous two days. After moving his hands and feet quietly for a while, he made a fire to roast the remaining steamed buns, melted some water, and after filling his stomach with one man and one horse, he continued to move forward towards Liaodong against the wind and snow.

Snow particles the size of a grain of rice, accompanied by the cold wind, hit the face, and at first it was painful and itchy. After a long time, the frozen face has become painful. Where the snow is shallow, quiet will be ridden on horseback. In the deep snow, it was quiet to get off the horse and lead the horse forward with difficulty. Finally, when night fell, a small village appeared between the white sky and the earth.

Quietly led the horse towards the village, there is an old tree at the entrance of the village, and there is a stone tablet next to the tree, which reads Xiaowa Village.

At this time, there were no pedestrians on the road in the village. Also, on this cold day, who would have nothing to do and hang out outside? It's more comfortable to sit on a hot kang.

Quietly led the horse into the village, which was small and only two rows of small houses. Standing at one end of the village, you can see the other side of the village, and there are only twenty or thirty households on the other side. Quietly walked to a relatively large house, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door, and said loudly, "Is anyone there?" ”

As soon as the words fell, footsteps were heard in the courtyard. After a while, the door opened from the inside, and out came an old man. The old man looked up and down a few times, and then asked, "Little brother, is there something wrong?" ”

"Uncle, it's dark and the road is far away, I want to stay with you for one night, I don't know if it's convenient?" Quietly asked the old man.

"Well, come in. Usually some people go into the village to stay, but this snow is howling, but no one has gone out. Our small village is poor, if you don't dislike it, let's stay for one night. The old man opened the door and said as he let the silence into the courtyard. The old man raised his hand again to take the reins of the horse in Quiet's hand, tied the horse to the shed on the side, and took out a lot of forage to feed, and said in his mouth, "This horse of the little brother is so handsome!" It's rare to look at. The old man looked at the lightning for a while, then turned his head and said to the quiet standing in the courtyard, "There are only two people in this house, my wife and me, and I used to have a son, but unfortunately I got typhoid fever, and a high fever is gone." Perhaps thinking of his deceased son, the old man's face was a little sad. But the old man quickly cleaned up his mood, raised his hand and pointed to the door of one of the rooms, and said, "This is where my son lived earlier, so you can make do with living here." There are bedding and everything in the house, and the kang is also hot. After a while, I asked the old woman to make you a bowl of hot soup to drink, looking at you like this, I'm afraid you're about to freeze all the way, right? The old man pushed the door open, let the silence in, and went out of the room to another.

After seeing the old man walk out, he stood quietly on the ground and looked around, this room was an ordinary earthen embryo room, there were two wooden boxes on a fire kang, there were bedding on the boxes, and there were a few patches on them, but it looked very clean, the iron was also very neat, there was a wooden table on the ground, and two benches next to the wall, and there were two large vats. Before quietly approaching, he saw two large vats containing sweet potatoes.

After a while, the door opened from the outside, and an old woman walked in, holding a bowl of hot noodle soup in her hand. The noodles are black and sprinkled with finely chopped pickles, so this is already the best food in the house, right?

"Our family is poor and has limited conditions, but it makes my little brother laugh." The mother-in-law looked very kind, looking at the quiet gaze, full of affection. Thinking quietly, she probably thought of her son.

"This is already very good, I have also spent the night in the ruined temple these days, and the dry food I eat has been frozen into lumps. The noodles made by my mother-in-law look appetizing. It's so late, and I still have to work your old man, and the boy has thanked his mother-in-law here. Quietly took the meeting and bowed to her mother-in-law to express her gratitude.

"It's just a bowl of hot noodle soup that can't be served on the table, or is it made of black noodles, which is worth it? Eat it while it's hot! "Look at the quiet and long white and delicate air, and speak politely. And the words that came out made people feel very comfortable listening to them, although they took the only bowl of black noodles left in the house, but the quiet words still made the old woman smile and squint.

Seeing Quiet sitting at the table, eating noodles in a big gulp, the old woman hurriedly laid out the futon, and called the old man to bring a basin of hot water, saying that it was to let Quiet burn her feet after eating, relieve her fatigue, and sleep more comfortably. Seeing that Jing Jing finished eating noodles, her mother-in-law put away the dishes and chopsticks, and then closed the door and went back to the room.

After eating a big bowl of hot noodle soup, I washed my face with hot water, scalded my feet, and then took off my coat and got into the warm quilt.

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