Spring goes to autumn, and soon the winter of the storm mountain is coming, the cold wind mercilessly swept the poor earth, and soon, the goose-feather-like snow also fell, because Zhao Yude usually used every penny he could earn to buy wine to eat, so that Yang Kuhua had no money to hire a carpenter master to repair his broken wooden house, it was really cold, and the three of them could only huddle together in a black and stinky broken quilt, shivering and wiping tears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The winter in the north of China is much longer, longer and more difficult than in the south.

Yang Kuhua named his and Zhao Yude's child "Dog Baby", this kind of "soil has to get rid of the scum" name, it is very common in the rural areas of northern China, Dog Baby, smart since childhood, when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, entrusted by his mother Yang Kuhua, worshiped an old hunter in the mountains as a master, so that he quickly learned to arrange the work of various hunting organs, and then, the little "Dog Baby" took some of their own captured prey home every once in a while.

Among these pigs captured by the "dog baby", the most is the mountain pheasant, this pheasant is a little fierce, if you don't use the organ, it is difficult to catch, but the feathers on its tail are particularly beautiful, the dog baby's sister Sisi, she especially likes to save this feather little by little, and then, weave it into a "Kong Ming fan" and then take it to the market to sell secretly.

"Baby, you will be sixteen at the beginning of the year, and in a blink of an eye, you will become a big girl!" Yang Kuhua took Sisi's tight little hand, rubbed it in his arms, blew it and said.

"Mother, I want to leave Storm Mountain next year, come to the outside world with a few little sisters, and when I have a job, I will pick you and my brother away. Sisi had the courage to say the idea that she had been saving in her heart for three years, but she was ready to accept her mother's scolding, because since she was a child, Yang Kuhua gave Sisi the impression that she was a particularly strict mother.

"Hey, okay, you go, stay at home anyway, sooner or later you will be sold by Zhao Yude, in this violent mountain, we women have never been people, but a head of cattle that has been sold here and there, passing on the ancestry for others. Yang Kuhua said helplessly.

"Mother... Sisi said, crystal tears have been falling from her big transparent eyes, she continued Yang Kuhua's delicate face, delicate figure, and also inherited her mother's tragic life.

"Baby, you have to remember, after you leave, no matter what happens, don't learn from your mother back then, come back to Storm Mountain, work outside with peace of mind, and then find an honest person to marry, remember?" Yang Kuhua once again earnestly told Sisi.

In fact, back then, if Yang Kuhua didn't come back, but insisted on staying in Nandu, he casually found a man in the south of China to marry, not to say anything rich and expensive, but at least he could have no worries about food and clothing, and he would not be poisoned by people like Cao Bangping.

Ultimately

It was still the deep-rooted traditional "women's way" that harmed her.

However, in the eyes of Yang Kuhua's mother and son, Zhao Yude has always been unreliable, even in this cold winter wax moon, Zhao Yude never buys side dishes to go home, in this leaky home, in the eyes of this dilapidated household and the head of the family Zhao Yude, there is still only his wine, however, this time Zhao Yude's ruthlessness is still greatly beyond Yang Kuhua's expectations, because he has already sold Sisi to the sloppy Zheng butcher who is nearly half a hundred years old and sloppy at the price of 5,000 sheep money.

Seeing that the wind and snow outside were a little lighter, the "dog baby" slipped out of the warm bed, and then ran out of the house quickly, at this time the little one must be fast, because the "dog baby" must bring back the prey in his trap before it gets dark, otherwise he, his sister and mother will be hungry this winter night.

Not long after the "dog baby" left, the snow in the storm mountain gradually became bigger again, although Yang Kuhua couldn't see it, but still, stared at the door for more than three hours, fortunately, more than three hours later, the little "dog baby" was very angry with three storm pheasants and a big wooden cage all bearded and full shadow.

"Son, it's frozen, come and warm up. Yang Kuhua said and lifted her quilt.

"Mother, it's okay, I'm not cold. The dog baby smiled innocently and replied.

"Brother, what's in that cage?" asked Sisi with some curiosity.

"Oh, it's a mountain snow fox, it's very precious, it's just right to replenish your blood with your mother. The dog baby replied.

"Well, I'll give you a hand. Miss Sisi volunteered to get out of the quilt.

Just when the sister and brother were excitedly preparing to do a big job, Yang Kuhua suddenly said to the dog baby: "Son, wait, bring that snow fox and let me touch it." ”

"Okay, mother, but be careful, it bites. As she spoke, she took the snow fox out of the wooden cage, and then tied her feet firmly with hemp rope, and then handed it over to her mother with confidence.

"Dog baby, you let it go, this snow fox has a baby, don't believe it, listen to it. Yang Kuhua gently touched the snow fox's belly and explained to her son and daughter.

"Bang" ~ "Bang" ~ "Bang" ~

The one under the protection of his mother,

The little heart was beating fast and stubbornly.

The mother snow fox finally returned to the storm mountain safely, and in this cold and long winter day, the dog baby was given many more pheasants than before, and every time the teenager entered the mountain, he was always protected by a mysterious power.

Winter to spring, snow melts, at this time, the dog baby and Sisi, and had to say goodbye to their hard-working mother, go to the town middle school more than 100 kilometers away from home to study, in recent years, even in the impoverished mountains, but also gradually formed a respect for knowledge.

Without the protection of his son Dogbaby, Zhao Kude's violence and abuse of Yang Kuhua began to intensify again, on this day, Yang Kuhua was beaten to death by Zhao Yude, and when he woke up from the severe pain again, Yang Kuhua suddenly heard the "rustle" sound of grinding an axe outside the house, and with a trace of doubt, Yang Kuhua came to the courtyard in the dark.

"Hey, broom star, I was dreaming that I was sleeping with an old man who just died in the village, are you trying to harm me?" Zhao Yude said madly with the strength of wine.

"No, no, no, it's not me, it's not me. Yang Kuhua shuddered again and again, she instinctively knew that an unreasonable punch and kick would mercilessly descend on her already scarred body.

"Drink it!!" Zhao Yude walked up to Yang Kuhua from the well with a spoonful of cold water and forced her to drink it. Yang Kuhua didn't say anything, and drank it in one gulp. It's just that when the water gets into her stomach, she feels very cold, like the whole person is being placed in an ice cellar.

"Give you two ways, if you don't die tomorrow morning, I'll kill you, kill your whole family. After Zhao Yude finished speaking, he staggered into the house,

Hearing that Zhao Yongde was asleep, Yishan reached out and touched his eyes, only to know that it was an axe and a rope. She heard her body tremble, and she sat up, thinking that she must be dead. After a while, Zhao Yude, who rarely snores, heard bursts of snoring.

was in this desperate plan, only to hear a "Jili" plan outside the window, a small spirit fox in the stormy mountain, staring at a pair of "opals" came to Yang Kuhua's side.