Now there are two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news.

The good news is that our hard-working Master Chun and the "resourceful" Li Junshi have finally been able to see the light of day after a long period of hard work.

The bad news is that the patch shirt worth three copper plates, scrapped.

The warm cotton wool that came from the embroidery village was scrapped.

Second-hand boots picked up from a stall are scrapped.

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There was a strange noise in the barren woods, and the two of them were hungry.

Li Qingrong had a high fever, and his stomach was as noisy as clapping on stage, only to feel that his eyes were black.

Hunger made her eyes scan the snowdrifts around her like a sharp sword, and the glare of the sunlight was dizzying.

After all, he was still just a child, and although he slept at the bottom of the pit and barely recovered a little bit of strength, he was still exhausted at this time.

Chunniang saw her discomfort in time, and hurriedly hugged her and comforted her softly.

Li Qingrong only felt that his whole body was loose, and his body unloaded most of his strength and walked sideways against Chunniang.

"Miss don't worry, the slave will go to find something to eat later, you can be patient first," Chun Niang's dry lips opened and closed.

Falling into such a situation, the two of them did not feel pathetic, and along the way, many troubles have long been taken for granted.

As I walked, perhaps by God's favor, a simple wooden house appeared in the clearing in the distance.

The hut stood alone, its doors closed, and there was no sign of movement around it.

God help me!

Chun Niang stumbled under her feet for a while, and after helping the young lady in her arms to sit down in front of a tree, Fang was ecstatic and clung over: "Miss, you wait here, slave go and investigate." ”

Li Qingrong raised her head with difficulty, there were dark shadows in front of her, she didn't speak, just gently tugged at her wet sleeve.

"Don't worry, the slave will come when he goes."

Chun Niang understood, nodded heavily, and after speaking, she impatiently walked towards the wooden house.

Miss's condition at this time is visibly bad to the naked eye, and it would be great if there was a place to shelter from the wind and snow!

It seemed as if no one had stepped into the hut for a long time, and the door was tightly closed.

Covered with snowstorm and dust, Chun Niang only pushed lightly but was unexpectedly opened.

Ahem! That's a lot of dust, sneeze!

After sneezing in the sky, Chun Niang hurriedly covered her mouth, and her two black grape-like eyes rolled slightly.

I don't know if there is a master living here, and she is annoyed in her heart.

When you push the door just now, you should be lighter, in case you disturb people and annoy the owner, then it will become a bad thing with good intentions!

Oh no, it's stealing chickens and rice, harm, look at her brain!

"Hello, is anyone here?"

Cautious and polite, she stood in place, not daring to take another step.

A gust of wind blew, causing the door to slam shut and slam open, with a loud noise.

Chunniang was so frightened that she trembled for a long time, and the answer to her was still an embarrassing silence.

Only then did she have the audacity to poke into the house, and looked curiously at the humble room.

The furniture was sparse, except for a wooden bed, a mattress that did not seem to be clean, a broken pot, some straw, firewood, and a few pieces of flint.

Walked around the bed, where an axe and a jug of unidentified liquid were thrown at the back of the bed.

After confirming that she was safe, Chun Niang hurriedly went out to help Li Qingrong come in and put her on the bed for the time being.

"Miss, you sit down first, it's too dirty here, slave clean it first," a little blush finally appeared on his pale face.

After saying that, he went out again.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to close the weathered wooden door tightly.