Although the deer has no blood, but meat is meat after all, after eating the venison, Piaoxue felt that her body has become stronger, she divided the rest of the meat into several pieces, and buried it in the snowdrift piled up in front of the door, as a natural refrigerator.

Every morning, Mi Piaoxue will go to the mountains not far away to collect firewood, in order not to freeze to death in this winter, she can only go to collect more firewood, no gloves, no thick leather boots, Mi Piaoxue's hands and feet are covered with chilblains, but she does not feel hard, nor does she feel tired, this is much better than she used to sit at home all day long, not even a small movement can be done.

Collecting firewood in the morning, cleaning the snow in front of the door and doing some housework in the afternoon, Mi Piaoxue looked up at the sky, the snow is always falling unhurriedly, she knows from the vague memory of the original owner, there are about more than 200 families under the mountain, although the village is not rich, but the houses are neat, the recess is much warmer than in the mountain, although her thatched hut is dilapidated, the ventilated places are repaired by dry thatch, but there is no stove, no heating, no electric blanket, the house is always cold and cold.

The bamboo forest outside the house is still verdant, but some of the leaves are slightly yellowish, and I don't know how they survive in such a cold winter. The stream may flow down the mountain and pass through the village, so what does the upstream look like? The stream is not very cold, in this cold winter, put your hands and feet into the stream, only feel warm and comfortable, will the upstream be a hot spring?

Mi Piaoxue has read the description of hot springs in many books: hot springs are a kind of spring water, which naturally gushes out from the ground, and the temperature of the spring mouth is significantly higher than the local average temperature, and contains mineral spring water with trace elements that are beneficial to human health. If there really was a hot spring upstream, wouldn't it be much happier to live there? Will the hot spring be surrounded by flowers and grass? She looked at her shoes, which had been torn a lot, and finally gave up the idea of finding the source of the creek.

The small traps in the bamboo forest, occasionally set on bamboo rats, and now Mi Piaoxue has made a lot of money to clean up the bamboo rats. Bamboo rat is a kind of animal, named after eating bamboo, mainly feeds on bamboo, miscanthus, plant stalks, etc.; bamboo rat meat can replenish the middle and benefit the qi, nourish yin and remove heat, kill the chancre dew, cure tuberculosis, quench thirst, benefit the lungs and stomach qi, dissolve phlegm and detoxify.

Although Mi Piaoxue is only 16 years old, but because she loves to read, she usually always nests at home, almost all kinds of books have been read, she thinks about the benefits of bamboo rat meat, and left two for Aunt An, some time ago Aunt An was sick, and I don't know if she is completely well, thinking that she has to do embroidery at such an age, and she has to raise a child on the mountain who is said to have killed her husband, which is the only reward that Mi Piaoxue can do.

Mi Piaoxue had no way to calculate the time, she could only draw one on the earthen wall for a day, and in a blink of an eye, another month had passed, as if it was about to be a full moon night again. Mi Piaoxue had dinner early, looking at the snowflakes falling outside, and pondered, will there be a moon tonight? A person has been lonely for a long time, even if there is an elf and ghost in the mountain, she seems to feel very good.

The snow kept falling, the sky was overcast, Mi Piaoxue sighed, it seems that there can be no moon tonight, she lay on the bed, wrapped the shabby cotton wool on her body, and pressed a piece of her own shabby clothes on it, and slowly fell asleep.

"Drifting Snow...... Drifting Snow ......" In a daze, she felt someone call her name, and suddenly woke up from her sleep. Through the window, she saw the bright moonlight outside, it was so good! The moon came out, and the snow ghost put on her clothes, opened the door gently, and walked out.

The moonlight is very beautiful, the weather is dry and cold, there is no cloud in the sky, only stars accompanied by a big yellow moon, there is no red moon in the snowflakes, and there is no birdman with red pupils, it seems that last time it was really her own eyes spent, as for the deer, maybe it was injured all the way here, because of excessive blood loss and died, although Mi Piaoxue was reborn, but she still did not believe in the legend of the ghost.

Mi Piaoxue stood outside for a while, stomped the snow from her shoes, and went back to sleep.

The wind dwells in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone,

Tired of combing your hair day and night.

Things are people, not everything,

Tears flowed first.

I heard that Sungai spring is still good,

It is also intended to be a light boat.

I'm only afraid of the Sungai boat,

I can't carry a lot of sorrows.

This poem made Mi Piaoxue suddenly homesick, this quiet bamboo forest, can it carry a lot of sorrow in her heart? Mi Piaoxue sighed, put on her clothes and picked up the wooden tube, and still went to the creek to fetch water to wash and cook, she walked a few steps, and in the place where she found the sika deer last time, there was an animal lying down, because there was no snow last night, she clearly saw that this was another deer, lying there peacefully, and had already lost her life. Mi Piaoxue circled around the deer, she saw that two tooth marks clearly appeared on the throat of the deer, presumably the deer also lost the blood in the whole body, but when she got up in the middle of the night, there was nothing unusual, is there someone who is afraid that Mi Piaoxue will starve to death, and wants to help her? Mi Piaoxue's emotions suddenly became excited, and she shouted loudly.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone......" The voice has been echoing in the bamboo forest, startling a group of early birds, no one answers, Mi Piaoxue fell to the ground, crying, what kind of mistake did she make? In her previous life, she had brittle bone disease, and in this life when she was reborn after death, she would die alone on the mountain, she was only 16 years old, how could she spend this long life?

Mi Piaoxue cried happily, she got up with difficulty, rubbed her cold and numb legs, went to the creek to fetch water, and took out a kitchen knife after washing, this time she not only cut off four deer legs, but also cut some meat out of the thick part of the meat, added water to the pot, put two pieces of venison, looked at the red firewood, Mi Piaoxue numbly cooked the venison. After eating the meat, she cut the rest into pieces and buried it in the snowdrift, and threw the rest in the depths of the bamboo forest, and now she was a little secretly glad that the venison was out of blood, and it saved a lot of trouble to clean up, not like bamboo rats, which was bloody every time, which made her feel terrified.

"Drifting snow, drifting snow. After Mi Piaoxue cleaned up all this, she just wanted to go to the mountain to collect firewood, and saw Aunt An walking up with a basket on the mountain road.

"Aunt An, it's cold and the road is slippery, you don't have to come to see me all the time, the food you gave me hasn't been eaten yet, you also have to be careful about your body, don't get sick again." Mi Piaoxue hurriedly greeted her, took Aunt An's basket, and helped Aunt An into the thatched house.

"It's been a month, where is the little bit of food I gave you? I took the embroidery job, made some money, and see what good things the eldest lady brought you today." ”

Aunt An opened the flower cloth on the basket, took out a set of dark blue coarse cloth clothes with small flowers, a pair of shoes of the same color, some brown rice, and a small jar of pickled vegetables that I didn't know what to use, and finally took out a string of red sugar gourds.

"Auntie, how do you let Piaoxue repay you?" Auntie...... Mi Piaoxue choked up, this is just a person who meets in Pingshui, and he can be so good to himself.

"Good boy, there is still half a month to go before the New Year, at this time there is a lot of embroidery, and when the aunt saves money, I will find a way to take you down the mountain, try new clothes, we seem to have gained weight recently, and the face is a lot better, it must look good in this suit. ”

Mi Piaoxue changed into new clothes and shoes, and dug out the venison from the snowdrift that had not yet frozen.

"Auntie, this is the good meat on the deer I picked up, don't worry, this meat is no problem, I have already eaten it, I don't know what the reason is, the deer froze to death in the snow, I cut some meat down, I will cook meat for you to eat." ”

Aunt An looked at Mi Piaoxue with a smile, watching her skillfully add water to cook meat, skillfully burn the fire, Aunt An was not worried about what was wrong with this meat, and the two of them chatted while waiting for the meat to be cooked.