Autumn is cold, and the leaves are swirling and falling under the double blow of strong wind and cold rain.

The rain stopped for a while, but there was an unstoppable chill.

An autumn rain and a cold.

This is true!

Huang Tinghui understood at this time how the ancient people survived the harsh winter.

Poor people, frozen to death, are dead.

Naturally, some people can survive it, and some people can't.

It's just that history books have always sung praises of merit, and who will record the winter of such and such a year.

How many people and animals have froze to death in some villages?

finally put the little girl to sleep, and Huang Tinghui covered the only remaining quilt in the house on the little girl's body.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

This quilt should have been sewn by the original owner's mother for Huang Tinghui before her death.

The original owner has a pedantic temperament and thinks very highly of himself, and in the eyes of the villagers, he is a proper bastard.

However, the clothes and bedding left by the parents were not thrown away.

I think it's also after experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world, and finally knowing that my parents are good to me.

On the simple bed, the little girl slept soundly.

Huang Tinghui is really embarrassed to squeeze together with this well-developed little girl.

How old is she?

Sixteen, though.

This is placed in the later generations of "three years to start, the highest death penalty." ”

Even if there are not too many constraints in this era, Huang Tinghui can't cross the hurdle in his heart.

Closing the door tightly, Huang Tinghui turned around and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

The embers in the stove were slightly extinguished, and Huang Tinghui added a few sticks of firewood to it.

The sound of "crackling" burning came over him, wrapping himself around the rice stalks stored in the kitchen.

That's just a little warm.

With the warmth brought by the flames, Huang Tinghui, who wrapped himself in the rice stalk, fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky was bright.

The sleepy-eyed Huang Tinghui rubbed his eyes.

Well!

On the Nth day of the Great Sheng Dynasty, he successfully survived another night.

He is really a little strong who can't be killed.

For the first time, Huang Tinghui was impressed by his vitality.

Stretching, Huang Tinghui washed his face with a scoop of cold water.

The whole person woke up in an instant.

"Tinghui!"

"Tinghui!!" There was a sound of slapping on the wooden fence, and Huang Tinghui's neck shrank, feeling a little weak.

But this voice is unusually familiar, and it should not be those who collect debts.

It's good if not.

Huang Tinghui cautiously opened the kitchen door, and he poked his head out to look out.

I saw a burly, sturdy man standing at the wooden fence of a thatched house.

"Second uncle?" Huang Tinghui called.

Hearing Huang Tinghui's title, the second uncle was stunned, he obviously didn't expect Huang Tinghui to call himself like this.

As the only "scholar" in the village, he grew up in a honey pot.

Huang Tinghui's second uncle Zhuzi understands that Huang Tinghui's eyes are higher than the top and his self-esteem is very high.

It is extremely pedantic and unfilial.

The family property left by his brother and sister-in-law has been wiped out by this loser for a long time.

Stealing chickens and dogs, visiting kilns, going to casinos......

It's really a combination of five poisons.

If it weren't for his brother and sister-in-law, he would be very good to himself.

Huang Tinghui is the only son left by his brother and sister-in-law.

The pillar didn't want to bother with this unsuccessful nephew.

"Second uncle, is there something wrong?" Huang Tinghui looked at his second uncle with some apprehension.

In my impression, the most frightened person of the bastard Huang Tinghui is probably Uncle Erzhu.

This is probably why Huang Tinghui was beaten by his second uncle when he was a child.

I left some psychological shadows.

"Here's for you!" Uncle Erzhu said to Huang Tinghui angrily.

At this time, Huang Tinghui found that his second uncle was carrying the fur of two silver-haired foxes in his hands.

The silver-haired fox was dead, and the weapon ran through the fox's eyes.

Kill the fox just right.

Uncle Erzhu followed Huang Tinghui's grandfather to the mountains to hunt since he was a child, and he practiced good archery.

This arrow killed the silver-haired fox and preserved the integrity of the silver-haired fox's skin.

If these two fox skins were to be sold at the bazaar, the price would have been more than two times.

Huang Tinghui looked at the silver-haired fox handed over by Uncle Erzhu and was stunned, where would he have thought that the cold-faced and hot-hearted Second Uncle would give such a good thing to himself.

But I think about it, Uncle Erzhu also knows that Huang Tinghui owes a bad debt behind his buttocks.

This is also how he helps his nephew.

In any case, Huang Tinghui is the only son of his brother and sister-in-law.

is also his own nephew.

Uncle Erzhu really can't stand by coldly.

After all, he is one of Huang Tinghui's few relatives.

"Second uncle, thank you!"

Huang Tinghui's heart swelled with warmth, and he walked forward quickly.

Hearing these two words come out of the mouth of his "bastard" nephew, Uncle Erzhu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that something was not right.

After looking at Huang Tinghui for a while, Uncle Erzhu finally couldn't help but say: "The fields and houses left to you by my brother and sister-in-law don't matter if they are gone." ”

"We don't have anything in Huangjia Village, but there is still a lot of land!"

"You open a wasteland in the neighborhood and get a vegetable garden."

"Settle down slowly, don't follow those bastards, life will slowly get better!"

"The money matter, the second uncle will find a way to solve it for you!"

"Don't tell your aunt about the fox fur, I'm afraid she will make trouble with me then!"

"In a few days, the old lady of Chenjiazhuang's landlord Chen will have her birthday, and Landlord Chen is looking for a novelty for his mother."

"Although this pair of fox skins is not much, it should be able to sell for a good price by then."

"You have to listen to the words of the second uncle, after a while, the second uncle will save some money for you to marry a little daughter-in-law."

"After leaving a legacy for my brother and sister-in-law, I can be regarded as worthy of my poor brother and sister-in-law."

seems to have felt some "changes" in his nephew Huang Tinghui, and the second uncle said bitterly to Huang Tinghui.

"Sister-in-law Liu in the village has been a matchmaker, and the girls in ten miles and eight towns know each other, and you are also handsome, as long as you are willing to change, there are still a lot of girls who are willing to ......"

"You don't have to worry about this, second uncle ......"

I could only hear a "squeak" sound.

Uncle Erzhu, who was still babbling and talking, suddenly stopped talking and looked not far away with some dumbfounded.

Huang Tinghui, who listened carefully to Uncle Erzhu's chatter, suddenly realized something.

"Oops!"

"Forget about this stubble!" Huang Tinghui had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He looked back, and sure enough, the little girl who was delicate and had not yet fully grown looked in the direction of Huang Tinghui's uncle and nephew with a timid expression.

The little girl is ignorant of the world, and her eyes are full of innocence and cowardice.

She wanted to hide, but she felt a little bad.

I could only lower my head, look at the ground, and dare not say a word.

"Second uncle, don't get me wrong!" Huang Tinghui immediately explained.

Uncle Erzhu glanced at the little girl, and then at Huang Tinghui.

He was silent for a moment, "You guys yesterday? ”

"Okay, don't learn, it's too fast!"

"No wonder I slept until now, I don't know how to control myself!"

"It's not like this tossing when you're young, if you toss three long and two short, how can I explain to your dead father?"

Uncle Erzhu is an upright farmer, and he pours beans and says everything he wants to say.

"Huh?" Huang Tinghui was dumbfounded, he looked at the honest farmer Uncle Erzhu and was speechless for a long time.

Your speed!

What do you mean by too fast?

What does it mean to be intemperate?

And what is called being young and not so tossed?

You thick-eyed, honest, honest farmer, this speed has to go up to the sky, catch the plane!

Huang Tinghui sneered.

However, seeing the stunned expression of his second uncle, Huang Tinghui understood that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would definitely not be able to wash it away.

O iniquity!

How could he attack a girl who was only sixteen years old?

……