True love is like a vast grassland, with layers of wind and snow that cannot be blocked.

In the land of Hanzhong, in an unknown dry canal by the wheat field, the second uncle hugged Zhao Jinjiao, who was trembling with cold. He tried to warm his sworn brothers, but in vain.

He himself was very cold.

It was snowing heavily and the weather was cold.

In a foreign land far away from home, nothing is more sad and helpless than at this moment.

Originally, they had two quilts and three cotton coats, but now they really had nothing left.

The courage to burn the boat has never been lacking in Ge San, otherwise they would not have fallen to this point.

"It's all my fault!"

The second uncle smashed his fist into the snow-covered soil with regret. He really regretted that all the prominent dreams and bullshits were lying!

He regretted it, it was his impulse and recklessness that completely put Ge San into a place of doom.

They now have nothing!

Hunger and cold are not enough to destroy the second uncle.

What made him desperate was where his path was.

With one hand, Zhao Jinjiao looked at the second uncle, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I don't blame you, I have never blamed you... I just blame myself, blame myself for being incompetent and unable to save money, so I am so embarrassed now."

"Good brother!"

The second uncle's eyes were filled with tears. It was already this time. The third brother didn't blame him. He called him the eldest brother so shameless.

"Brother, this is all fate. What should I complain about and regret? Our days are still long." Zhao Jinjiao raised his hand to wipe away Brother Jinzhong's tears. In order not to make his brother sad, he asked his second brother where Xu Yingyuan was going.

The second uncle said, "When I see you are so cold, I will pick up some firewood and come back to burn it."

Thinking that the second son Xu Yingyuan had time to go out and should have come back, the second uncle stood up from the canal and wanted to climb up to see if Xu Yingyuan was back.

The reason why they chose to live in this dry canal was because there was no place to go. The wind was strong, which made people's faces and ears hurt, and their whole body hurt. It would be better to squat under the canal. Although they could not block the snowflakes, they could avoid the wind.

"You stay, I'll go up and take a look."

The second uncle talked to Zhao Jinjiao, then climbed up. A black shadow was running towards this side in the wind and snow.

"Is it the second child?"

Uncle Er screamed at the top of his throat, the wind was strong, and if it weren't like this, the sound could not be heard far away.

"Brother, it's me."

The black shadow was indeed Xu Yingyuan. Uncle Er was so happy when he saw that he was holding a bundle of hay and a small bundle of branches in his hand, he was so happy that he immediately thought of something and frowned.

"It's time to roast the fire!"

Xu Yingyuan jumped out of the canal and thought about quickly starting the fire and roasting it warmed it. He didn't notice that Brother Jinzhong looked wrong. He carried a fire note on his body and carefully covered it with his clothes and lit it several times, and finally raised the fire.

With the fire, Zhao Jinjiao next to him immediately felt extremely warm, and he subconsciously approached the fire.

After the fire became a little bigger, Xu Yingyuan dared to break the branches and put them on them little by little. After a while, the fire finally came to life.

"Brother, come down and swear." Xu Yingyuan raised his head and shouted.

"Is this firewood touching me?" Uncle Er jumped down, squatted beside the fire, and reached out to flip.

Xu Yingyuan nodded with a "hmm" and nodded.

This countryside is not in front of the village and the shops are not in the back. They are buried everywhere in snow, so how can they find any hay? He finally saw a family at a fork in the road several miles away. He hid for a long time before he mustered up the courage to steal firewood. On the way back, he was so scared that he was afraid that someone would catch up with him.

The second uncle sighed and said sadly: "Oh, we have no money on us. If we have one, we will always buy it from others... they are all farmers, and they are suffering... It's snowing heavily, we took the ones that were burned by others, but the ones that were burned by others."

"Brother, I know you are a kind person, but this time, let's take care of yourself first. The third brother is almost freezing." After Xu Yingyuan said that, he patted the snowflakes on his head and shoulders. Some of them had melted and flowed down his neck, which was cold and uncomfortable.

The second uncle didn't say anything else, and the third brother sat around the fire.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and there was nothing but snow on the vast field.

Uncle Er stared at the fire blankly, and his right hand was mechanically flipping it with a small stick from time to time.

Xu Yingyuan and Zhao Jinjiao took off their shoes, one was baking the soles of their feet, and the other was baking the shoes.

The two of these brothers' feet were very smelly. When the fire was baited, the smell suddenly became stinking.

The second uncle laughed, not disgusted at all, so he took off his shoes and baked them together.

Although the snow is still falling, there is a fire, like light in the darkness.

Brother San’s mood at this moment is probably not thinking about anything, just looking for the temporary warmth in front of him.

However, over time, the problems they did not want to think about were still highlighted.

The fire is getting smaller and smaller. What should they do when the fire is out?

Where will they sleep tonight?

Are you just sleeping in this canal?

That would definitely not work. If you really want to do this, the people passing by tomorrow will see three dead husbands who are frozen and stiff.

The second uncle stood up. He was the boss and he had to find a way.

Xu Yingyuan and Zhao Jinjiao put on their shoes and stood up immediately.

Their eyes remained as firm as before, and they would always follow Brother Jinzhong.

The second uncle hesitated for a moment and asked Xu Yingyuan: "How far is that family away?"

Xu Yingyuan said: "Small four or five miles away."

"Let's go and have a look." Uncle II patted his butt and crawled up.

"Oh, OK!"

Xu Yingyuan hurriedly helped Zhao Jinjiao and climbed up.

Brother San touched east in the wind and snow, and walked four or five miles for half an hour. One reason was that the wind was too strong, and the other reason was that it was dark and I couldn't see the road clearly.

The second uncle wanted to take the two brothers to make love with that family and keep them for a night, even if they sleep in the woods, it would be better than freezing to death.

When I arrived not far from that house, I found that the lights were on in the house, and the voice of a man came from the house, and many people heard it.

The second uncle hesitated, he glanced around and his eyes fixed on the haystack.

"Don't bother them anymore, don't let them be beaten up."

The second uncle pointed to the haystack and signaled that the two brothers would rather drill into the haystack and make do with each other overnight.

The haystack is very large, so it is definitely warmer to drill inside than to go outside.

Xu Yingyuan and Zhao Jinjiao were also afraid that they would be thieves, so they were the three of them, and a big guy would beat them up to the ground. They were holding their breath and followed the second uncle to sneak into the haystack. Then Brother and San tried hard together and took out a small hole under the haystack that could accommodate three people. After getting in, they filled the grass outside in, leaving only a small hole for breathing.

It's much warmer than it is outside.

No one could see any other's face, so they leaned against each other and curled up inside.

At this moment, their hearts are connected.

The sound of firecrackers suddenly came from the yard of that family.

"Thunderbolt".

The three of them were stunned for a moment: It’s the evening of New Year’s Eve 30th?
Chapter completed!