A lone shadow walks alone in the snow, leaving a trace of people, and the snow falls without a trace.

It wasn't until late afternoon that a young man named Mo Hansheng stopped in front of a dilapidated fishing village.

The place is called Golden Scale Village, and it is one of the eighteen small villages scattered on the edge of Zanglong Town.

There are only a dozen households in the whole village, and you can see through it at a glance from the head of the village to the end of the village.

As far as the eye can see, crude adobe houses are piled up haphazardly on the ground, and fishing nets of various sizes hang on bamboo frames erected in front of each house.

At the end of the village is a dilapidated old house with a thatched roof and a simple wooden fence in front of the door, enclosing a small semicircular courtyard.

This is the home where Mo Hansheng has lived for sixteen years.

In the middle of the courtyard, a little boy in a big red jacket and tiger head shoes is sitting alone on a small bench, playing with a small colorful windmill.

His pink nose twitched suddenly, sniffed lightly in the air, and then turned his head and shouted with a smile at a figure outside the fence, "Uncle, you're back." ”

Mo Hansheng pushed open the courtyard door and smiled at the boy who was running towards him quickly.

The Mo family has a total of six people: both parents are there, the eldest son Mo Dachun has a family of three and the second son Mo Hansheng.

At this moment, the boy who is holding Mo Hansheng's thighs is Mo Dachun's son - Golden Egg.

Mo Hansheng touched the boy's head and was about to speak, but he heard a "crunch", the broken door was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked out of the house.

The man is about twenty-seven or eighteen, squinting, white and chubby, it is Mo Dachun, the son of the Mo family.

The woman has a pointed mouth and thin lips, hanging eyes, and a thick layer of cheap fat powder on her cheeks.

"Golden eggs, it's cold outside, go back to the house to play." The sister-in-law randomly found an excuse to separate her son.

"Hansheng is back, are you tired......" Mo Dachun looked concerned, and stepped forward to ask for warmth.

Mo Hansheng ignored it, pushed him away, and walked straight into the house.

Mo Dachun, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed color, and his round eyes were about to attack, but he was stopped by his sister-in-law who stretched out her hand.

"Look at the things he is carrying, he must have made a lot of money outside, otherwise where would he get the money to buy medicine?"

Mo Dachun smiled "hehe", and his eyes turned into a thin slit in an instant.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a thin and swarthy old man lying drunk on the table, a pair of low-hanging eyebrows hanging like two black worms, and a slightly swaying empty wine jar on his right hand was crumbling.

This is Mo Hansheng's father, cuttlefish.

Jinlin Village is close to the river, and most of the villagers make a living from fishing, and Mo Hansheng began to roll on the river with his father at the age of seven.

Two years ago, at noon in the summer, father and son encountered a tidal wave that had not been seen in decades and almost died in the river.

In the end, although there was no danger of returning, Mo's father was frightened because of this, and since then he has been in a slump, and he has been drinking at home all day long.

Mo Dachun and his wife are lazy to eat and cook on weekdays, and Mo's mother has always been in poor health, so the burden of supporting a large family falls on the shoulders of the young Mo Hansheng.

He had just turned thirteen that year.

Fortunately, Mo Hansheng has cultivated a good underwater skill since he was a child, coupled with his innate peculiar physique that is not afraid of the cold, he has been fishing on the river day and night for two years, and although the days are difficult, he has finally survived.

However, this year's winter has become extremely cold for some reason, and the waters of the nearby rivers have been frozen in ice, and the fishermen have lost their livelihoods all at once.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, a few days ago, Mo's mother began to be bedridden again, and the family's life was even more difficult.

Probably the road to the sky, Mo Hansheng went to the town today to look for work, and happened to hear that someone was offering a heavy reward for catching fish, which led to the scene of going naked in the cold pool before.

After placing the empty wine jar, Mo Hansheng lifted the collar on his left shoulder to avoid exposing the wound.

The gold sore medicine given by the girl had a wonderful effect, and the wound no longer felt pain at this time. He didn't want to use it much, and after sprinkling a shallow layer on the center of the wound, he carefully put it away.

Glancing at his drunken father, Mo Hansheng sighed in his heart, shook his head and walked inside.

Gently push open the door to the back room.

On the hospital bed, Mo's mother was covered with a shabby quilt, her hair was already gray at the age of half a hundred, and her old forehead was still frowning in her sleep, which was very painful.

Mo Hansheng quietly combed the ends of his mother's scattered hair and tucked the corners of the quilt.

He sat quietly for a moment while watching his mother by the bedside, then quietly closed the door and walked briskly into the stove room.

Take out the herbs wrapped in yellow paper and soak them in warm water, and after two quarters of an hour, start pouring water, make a fire, and decoction the medicine.

A small canopy of flames rose "poof", and the blackened bottom of the casserole gradually began to heat up with the help of thatch and dry firewood.

Mo Hansheng grabbed a broken pu fan in his left hand and flickered gently, his eyes were red by the fire, and he stared at a cracked yellow mud wall and gradually lost his mind.

Two sneaky footsteps sounded behind him, and Mo Dachun's fat body leaned against the door frame, and said with a smile: "Hansheng, is it convenient for me to come in?" ”

"It's inconvenient." Mo Han didn't reply.

Mo Dachun's foot across the threshold was hanging in the air, embarrassed and stunned in place, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Go, go, Hansheng is decocting medicine, don't get in the way." The sister-in-law on the side pushed her husband away and said with a smile, "Hansheng, I earned a lot of silver today, right?" ”

Mo Hansheng said coldly: "What does it have to do with you whether you earn money or not?" ”

These words choked the sister-in-law's breath, and Mo Dachun hurriedly said: "You can't say that, we are all a family, and if we earn silver, we will naturally be the silver of the family." ”

The sister-in-law echoed again and again: "Yes, yes." ”

Mo Hansheng picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the fire: "Let's talk about this when you earn your own money." ”

Mo Dachun shouted: "You always score some points, and our family has to live, right?" ”

"Nope." Mo Hansheng refused very simply, "You have to spend money to earn it yourself." ”

Mo Dachun was in a hurry, and he broke in violently, and his sister-in-law also followed him closely with broken steps.

Mo Hansheng glanced back at them, without saying a word, his eyes were sharp.

Mo Dachun was taken aback, jumped back two steps, and then his old face turned red, and he said angrily: "I don't care, you don't give money, I'll go to my mother's comment!" ”

"You dare!" Mo Hansheng let out a low snort, his eyes gradually became cold, and the temperature in the room also plummeted, as if a cold air seeped into the crack in the wall.

Mo Dachun was stared at by him, but he still shouted: "Why don't I dare? You're pushing me into a hurry, don't think about it. ”

Mo Hansheng's five fingers clenched into fists, but he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of his mother who was still lying on the hospital bed.

Seeing that the little brother-in-law began to hesitate, the sister-in-law hurriedly said: "Hansheng, if you don't think about us, you have to think about the golden egg, he is still so young, how can he suffer ......"

After saying that, he made a gesture and sobbed, but unfortunately after brewing for a long time, he only heard his voice and did not see his tears.

Mo Hansheng was silent for a moment, and put his hand into the talisman on his chest.

This was the first time he went fishing alone two years ago that his mother had sewn it by himself.

He has been wearing it until now and is used to hiding important things inside.

As soon as he took out a small piece of silver and was hesitantly handing it out, the sister-in-law stepped out of a horse and came to him, stretched out her hand in his palm like green smoke, and the silver changed hands in the blink of an eye.

Immediately after that, she only left Mo Hansheng with a back to rush out of the door, and Mo Dachun just rightly put his round belly towards the door and retreated out.

Seeing the tacit cooperation between the two, Mo Hansheng shook his head and turned his gaze back to the fire.

Then a long yellow face came out of the door, and it was the sister-in-law who went back and forth.

"Hansheng, in fact, it's good to let my mother lie down for a few days, it's not worth buying such expensive medicine, how can we poor people have this life......"

Before the words fell, Mo Hansheng stood up with a "pout", and casually copied the red-hot tongs and was about to give the unscrupulous couple a look, so frightened that the two of them fled, how dare they say more.

"Boom!"

Mo Hansheng threw the tongs hatefully, and there was an angry scolding from an old man who had disturbed his sweet dreams outside the door.

"Rebellion!"

Taking advantage of the time between the decoction of the medicine, Mo Hansheng cut some bacon and made some meat porridge, and Mo Mu woke up halfway through the medicine and ate half a bowl of meat porridge and went to bed early.

As night fell, Mo Hansheng lay alone on the high boulder in front of the door, with a thick layer of snow under him, much softer than usual.

The stars twinkled in the sky, but the boy had no intention of watching them, and fell into a deep sleep.