This year's winter was exceptionally cold. The snowflakes kept fluttering in the sky, as if there was no head, and everything in the deserted village was almost impossible to see under this snowflake.

On the main road, the snow is already three or four feet thick, and people walking on this road, not to mention leaving, even if they can't stand, they will be buried by the snow immediately. Therefore, in such cold weather, people did not dare to go out, but at most they stepped out of their patios, took a glimpse of the snow, and then bent down and returned to their own fire, and warmly roasted the fire.

The water in the river has long since ceased to flow, and at this time you can cross it without worrying about the danger of falling, not only people, but even cattle, if you want to get to the other side of the river, it can be said that it is an easy thing. However, in such a cold winter, the cattle did not dare to go out, and they were confined to their nests, mooing from time to time to vent their dissatisfaction.

And at night, people turned off the lights one after another, listening to the water monsters in the river scolding their mothers. It's true, at this time in previous years, it was cold for a while at most, and it was a little snowy, but this year is different, this snow is endless, and it's strange that the water monster doesn't scold the mother.

Of course, for the scolding of the water monster, some narrow-minded people often can't swallow this breath, so they also pounce out, and scold them recklessly. It would be a different story to hear that someone dared to act against him, when the flowers were in full bloom in June, but at this time, the water monster did not dare to do anything to those who were rude to him, at most he just murmured a few complaints.

And in this particularly cold night, Hua Bo was never idle, he wanted to go out of the house, go to Shaoqiu's house to have a look, he must come up with a perfect plan, no matter what, he can't let his house start a fire, and want to use the hand of God to cold him. But he couldn't blatantly forbid a fire in someone's house, so he wandered around his patio, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, the witch appeared again, and as soon as he saw the witch, Hua Bo invited her into his house, and when he saw that Aunt Hua was not there, he did the same thing with her. Of course, the witch's appearance is not too ugly, but this mouth full of yellow teeth, except for Hua Bo, almost no one else can stand it.

"What is the Taoist doing here?" Hua Bo asked.

"I'm here for nothing else, just because it's snowing, so it's not a matter if I don't come to see everyone and talk to everyone." The witch said.

At this time, someone's cattle died of anxiety because the snow was falling heavily, and they were worried that there would be no grass to eat. The family was crying at this time, this cow is dead, if it is spring next year, there is no ox to plough the land, what is good?

"It's all my fault, along with the comfort of it, otherwise, why would you die of worry for no reason?" The owner of the cow said to the people around him.

"Alas, how can I blame you, if you want to blame, you can only blame your own cow, you are too careful, otherwise, why is it so?" The man was so comforted.

But these words, after a strong gust of wind, could hardly smell anything, and in the house of the flower was crackling, and the witch sitting by the fire was drinking wine and croaking with the flower uncle. Of course, when no one was around, Hua Bo didn't forget to touch the witch's ass.

Although the night was already deep, Hua Bo and the witch were talking about something, and for a while it was almost endless. Outside, the snow covered the mountains, the river had already stopped, the deserted village was silent, and no one heard the sound of gossip, all of which was just the occasional sound of the fire, and other than that, nothing else could be heard.

Regardless of Aunt Hua's strong opposition, the witch was very scoundrel and lay on Uncle Hua's bed, for which Aunt Hua still quarreled with the witch, but the witch is almost so powerful that she is invincible in the world, how can Aunt Hua be enough! Knowing that she was invincible, Aunt Hua still returned to her empty room after scolding back to the street, and never dared to say anything more, otherwise she would let go, under the instigation of the witch, Hua Bo was a drunk person, and he could really do anything.

The next day, the witch got up from Hua Bo's bed early, and when she opened the door and looked out, it was snow-capped, and the green mountains of yesterday had been described as withered, and they were no longer in the same way. The witch opened the door and vanished in the wind.

Because the snow has closed the mountain, the road to the mountain has been cut off, and people can only rely on the little firewood and grass that they have piled up in front of the house for warmth. Some families, because of the lack of firewood and grass, even began to chop up their own furniture, what kind of bed, what kind of table, all of them were chopped off, and they were used to bake the fire.

Shaoqiu is not worried for a while because of the firewood and grass accumulated in his house, and some people in the deserted village have already heard the cry, there is no firewood, and in the face of this immortal cold current, I want to spend the winter safely, I am afraid that it will not be easy. However, in the face of this natural disaster, there was no choice but to find a way to cut down trees on the mountain, but the mountain road had long been cut off, and it was rumored that there were bears infested, and no one dared to die for a while, for a few firewood and grass to die.

In order to save some firewood and grass, although the weather is so cold, Shaoqiu does not burn the fire, but just stays in his own house, stomping his feet and breathing. From time to time, the sound of mountains collapsing could be heard outside, and in the middle of the night, I could hear the sound of people crying because of the cold.

Not far away, because of the competition for firewood and grass, the two big men fought together, and some even lost their lives for this. Hearing this voice, Shaoqiu didn't dare to go out, otherwise, he might encounter unexpected injuries.

However, at last I heard someone standing in front of the door of his house, knocking on the door of the house incessantly, and did not dare to open the door for a while, but it was not a matter to be silent all the time. Besides, the man didn't mean to stop, and if he didn't open the door, he would always be so noisy to death, and it would never be a solution.

The north wind howled, blowing up the snow on the mountains, and the stones and mud, and smashing them incessantly towards the deserted village, but fortunately it was night, and the people did not go out, otherwise there would have been so many wounded. Shaoqiu's broken windows, at this time, because they couldn't stand the ravages of the north wind, they couldn't stand it, no, a window was broken, and the cold wind poured in directly.

Standing by this door is Hua Bo, who is trembling at this time, looking extremely pitiful, if he doesn't open the door again, something may really happen. Shaoqiu couldn't bear it, so he opened the door and let Hua Bo into his room, but Hua Bo said that he didn't come in, saying that he was cold, and Xiaohua was even more cold.

"Why don't you light a fire?" Shaoqiu asked.

"Well, Sensei said, that firewood and grass were quietly taken away by someone last night, and because of this, there was nothing left in front of my house at this time." Hua Bo replied.

"That'...... If you don't dislike all this firewood and grass, take it all. Shaoqiu said to Hua Bo, he didn't care whether he was cold or not, maybe in his opinion, he was young after all, and he could withstand such a little cold.

"Okay." Hua Bo agreed to come down and began to carry the firewood and grass, and even to carry Shaoqiu's books out.

"This book doesn't work, I want to read it." Shaoqiu stopped it like this, but Hua Bo insisted on moving, and he couldn't stop it for a while, otherwise, if Xiaohua changed his mind and refused to get along with himself, how could it be good?

"Don't say it, if you have these books, it's easy to burn, otherwise, you won't be able to burn with these wooden blocks alone." Hua Bo said so.

"Oh, that's right." Shaoqiu said. But my heart is quite disdainful, people don't cherish books, how can this matter, if this is themselves, even if they freeze to death, they will never fight the idea of these books.

"I still want to ......" Hua Bo looked at Shaoqiu's desk at this time, and felt that it was better to bake the fire if it was such a cold day, so he wanted to move Shaoqiu's desk out and split it to make firewood, because the weather was too cold.

"What more do you want?" Shaoqiu asked.

"I think," said Hua Bo, "that you don't want to read on such a cold day, and give me that desk to chop for firewood." ”

"That's not good," Shaoqiu replied, "this tells me how to read and write in the future, it's absolutely not good." ”

But at this time, Aunt Hua had already rushed into her house, and without saying a word, she smashed her desk with a hammer, and it turned into a pile of firewood for a while. Seeing that his desk was broken, Shaoqiu stopped arguing for a while, and simply let them take it, because the weather was too cold.

After sending away Aunt Hua Bohua, Shaoqiu Fu closed the door of the house and wanted to read the books for a while, but the desk was gone, so he could only pile up those books and sit on them and watch. Although it looks comfortable without a desk, it is also unsatisfactory, otherwise, it will offend those two, and then talk to Xiaohua, I'm afraid it will be a little inconvenient.

At this time, the sky was snowing incessantly, and the weather was even colder than before, even though it was a stone outside the door, because there was no fire to roast, while there was no one, it still cried quietly. Shaoqiu wants to go out at this time, because he wants to see this snow scene, when he is fine, he still has the interest of stepping on the snow to find plums, and he can't sleep at this time anyway, so he wants to go out to see the opening of the red plum blossoms.

But because the weather was so cold, although the door was opened, because the air was frozen for a while, it was like an enchantment, and it was impossible to get out for a while. However, Shaoqiu remembered the hammer at this time and smashed the air alive, otherwise, he might not be able to get out.

As soon as I got outside, it was really evil, I found that the world was full of ice and snow, and some people's houses, because the materials were not useful, could not resist the blow of the cold, and collapsed one after another. Fortunately, Shaoqiu's house, although dilapidated, is quite sturdy, stylish and intact.

But because it's too cold, I get cold, I catch a cold, no, I keep sneezing, and if there is no fire, I'm afraid it won't happen. But just when he wanted to bake the fire, he found that the firewood and grass outside the house had been carried by Hua Bo, and he couldn't find a single one.

Originally, my body was not good, but I couldn't stand it at this time, so I thought of Hua Bo and wanted to ask him for some back. But when Shaoqiu walked to the door of Hua Bo's house, he found that although the door of the family was open, there was no one in sight inside. Moreover, all the firewood and grass in this house seemed to have evaporated from the world overnight, and it was impossible to find it at all.

Shaoqiu had no choice but to crawl back to his house. Staying on the dilapidated bed for a while, I couldn't stop sighing for a long time, the ruthlessness of the world, how can it be so much!

The snow outside the door still kept falling. But who cares about Shaoqiu's life and death, no, almost none.