The things that exist in the world are originally part of heaven and earth, but because they have different interests and harms for people, they are divided into good and bad. Therefore, the same thing can also be beautiful or ugly to different people.

The most indispensable thing in the cold winter season is wind and snow, especially in the north.

The romantic children of wealthy families, both men and women, old and young, appreciate this kind of scenery. From ancient times to the present, they have been tirelessly praising it with poems, and thus left many wonderful chapters and anecdotes.

The article has been widely circulated, and even people with no ideas have learned to be arty. Some people are fishing on the lake in the heavy snow, some people go out with beautiful women when the snow stops, and if there are people chanting a few words in the cold wind, their clothes are fluttering.

As the poem goes, as long as the skin is not too bad, there will always be young women who will admire you.

The wind and snow are just ordinary things that have existed in the world since ancient times, but when many people chase it, it has meaning.

Even if it is a stone, as long as everyone praises it and gives it a meaning that only exists in the human world, it will become worth a lot of money, and those who want to get it will have to rack their brains and even sacrifice their kindness.

But to ordinary people in this world, wind and snow are not a beautiful thing. To Granny Liu, it is even a murderous evil spirit. Because her husband died of freezing disease in the heavy snow.

She couldn't understand those poems praising the snow scene that were circulated among dignitaries, scholars and scholars. Although she and these people lived under the same sky, had the same facial features and limbs, and spoke the same language, they were two different people.

Different creatures of the world.

Her thin and hunched body was carrying a large bundle of firewood. The snow on the mountain trail was too slippery, so she fell down. Fortunately, she only got a cut on her lip. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured. She sat on the ground and pointed at the sky and cursed.

It was a man-eating ghost. She was blinded in one eye and looked particularly ferocious as she pointed at the sky and cursed.

Neither the sky nor the wind and snow could change anything because of a mortal's scolding. Granny Liu cursed for a moment, and the shock and anger in her heart gradually dissipated. She could only endure the pain in her knees and stand up, put the backpack in place, and was covered with chilblains.

With ten dark fingers, he pushed the dry firewood and put it back on.

Going down the rugged mountain road, taking every step carefully, she finally returned to her thatched hut. Grandma Liu was so tired that she could hardly breathe. Her face was as white as her hair. She sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. It seemed that most of her life was gone.

Gone.

The five-year-old granddaughter ran out. Her clothes were thin and her skin was bruised by the cold. She held a bowl of water and handed it to Grandma Liu. She hugged her legs and raised her little head, "Grandma, I'm so hungry."

The water was cold, and it was extremely cold in her mouth. After taking a sip, Grandma Liu couldn't bear it anymore. She could only put down the chipped and cracked pottery bowl, lovingly caressing her only relative, "Bear it a little longer, grandma.

I’ll make some hot porridge for you.”

There was no time to rest for too long. Grandma Liu stooped her body, gently beat her back with one hand, and staggered into the house.

There was only a small wooden table in the room, two benches with shiny edges, and two pottery bowls placed on the stove. The porridge in them was the leftovers from the morning meal, so thin that it could make out the silhouettes of people.

On the earthen kang in front of the wall, the patched quilt was not much thicker than clothes. The thatch roof collapsed by the snow was leaking. There were puddles in several places, and the dirt floor was full of pits.

The family is surrounded by walls.

Grandma Liu, who has only one eye, lit a fire on the stove, went to the only cabinet in the house, and wiped the two tablets on it with her sleeves. There was no dust on the tablets, but she wiped them clean.

Very carefully, because those are her husband and son.

The family's land had long been sold to a wealthy family because of the severe drought a few years ago and the taxes could not be paid. The son was a diligent and honest man who made a living selling charcoal to the nearby dock town. When he was still alive,

Life at home is not that difficult, and the family can barely have enough to eat.

But two years ago, her son had a conflict with an official in Pier Town, and a few days later he was inexplicably found dead in a field. His daughter-in-law also ran away, and the frail and sick Granny Liu went to seek justice, but she didn't get it and was killed by a group of gangsters.

After being blinded in one eye, my family's life was almost always spent in suffering.

To this day, Granny Liu can no longer support herself.

Because of this damn wind and snow, she fell ill. Seeing that her family was about to run out of food, there was really no other way. Granny Liu could only grit her teeth and go chop wood. Unexpectedly, she fell down. She thought she was not injured at first. Wait

When she actually sat down, she realized that her body had lost all strength, her head was extremely dizzy, and her eyesight turned black from time to time.

Looking at her yellow-haired granddaughter, holding a big bowl and sipping porridge, Grandma Liu once again realized that even if she tried her best, she could not raise her granddaughter. They would not survive this winter.

Granny Liu's old and sad eyes fell on the hatchet on the stove, which was the only sharp weapon in the house.

Grandma Liu didn't understand why the officials in the dock town, who had no worries about food and clothing and had a big belly, had to deal with people like them. If they didn't bully her family, wouldn't they be able to eat?

My son went to the dock town to sell charcoal. Because he did not follow the government regulations and set up a stall in the market to pay the stall fee to the official, but instead hawked it on the street. On the way, the official kicked over his basket and kicked all the charcoal away. The son could not help but

If he prevented them from doing this and protected Charcoal, he was said to be beating the officer and beat him to death for a long time.

In the end, his son, who was hoping to sell charcoal to buy medicine to treat his illness, dragged his injured body home and fell in the snow halfway and never got up again.

When Granny Liu heard the news and rushed over, her son's body was as stiff and cold as stone. She went to the government to argue, but the other party said that it was not their responsibility. Her son was still alive and well when he left the town, and his death on the way had nothing to do with them.

Maybe he committed suicide.

The officials also warned Granny Liu that blackmailing the government was a serious crime.

Mother-in-law Liu and her daughter-in-law cried and cried in front of the government office for two days. Her tears were all gone, but there was no result. When they came back from the town, they were killed by a group of gangsters for no reason near the field where their son died.

The beating caused Granny Liu to lose an eye and she almost didn't survive the beating.

Since then, Granny Liu has never gone to the government office to fight. Her daughter-in-law ran away, and she had to drag her old and disabled body to work for her granddaughter's food.

Looking at the sharp hatchet, Granny Liu's eyes gradually became determined. She didn't have much time, and she knew very well that if she didn't do some things today, she would never have the chance again. Since she had tried her best and had no energy to raise her granddaughter,

Then we can only take her to see her father.

But if this bad breath does not come out, there will be no peace even after death.

In the afternoon, Granny Liu carried a basket of charcoal on her back and took her granddaughter's hand out of the house. The road in the snow was very muddy, and the snow, sand, and ice were mixed together and made it very slippery. Their cloth shoes were soon soaked and they were worn out.

My feet felt like knives, causing pain in my toes.

The little girl endured it for a long time until her eyes were filled with tears. She couldn't help but look up and said to Granny Liu: "Grandma, my feet hurt so much."

Grandma Liu wanted to pick up her granddaughter, but she was already carrying a basket on her back, and her frail body could no longer bear the burden of a little girl, so she could only say guiltily: "Be patient, I will lose consciousness after a while, and it won't hurt anymore."

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The little girl believed her grandmother's words and nodded seriously. No matter how painful her toes were, she never said a word, but soon burst into tears.

During the hard journey, Granny Liu and the little girl almost fell down several times. In the end, they did fall. Half of their clothes were covered with mud and water, but the little girl only shed tears and did not cry loudly. Granny Liu obviously had no strength anymore.

Still insisted on getting up.

Approaching the dock town, the little girl looked at the boats docked on the river, her eyes full of strangeness.

The windows of those mansions, boats and boats were wide open, and the curtains were fluttering. The young men and women on them were not sheltered from the cold wind. From time to time, laughter could be heard, and some scholars recited a few lines of poems that were all messed up. It actually attracted the attention of those who had bare shoulders in the winter.

The woman with her bare arms was filled with admiration.

"Grandma, why are they out in the cold weather? Are they fishing?" the little girl asked her grandmother in confusion. She had seen fishermen fishing, and in her understanding, only fishermen would do it in such weather.

Get out and be active.

But looking at those people, they didn't look like they were fishing. She even smelled the tempting aroma of the food, and her stomach growled. The gruel she drank before had been completely consumed on the road.

net.

Granny Liu looked at the wealthy young men in brocade hats and mink furs, and the geishas on the boat. There was no need to be afraid of the cold wind. The clothes on their bodies were warm enough, and there was a stove on the boat. A little bit of chill, for the sake of romance, was totally fine.

Within the scope of tolerance, there is no need to have runny noses and tremble all over like the two of them.

"They are not fishing, and they don't need to fish. They have no shortage of food," said Granny Liu.

"There is no shortage of food, so why don't you stay at home and go out in the cold wind? If our family had no shortage of food, my grandmother would not have to go to the mountains to cut firewood, but would come all the way to the town to sell charcoal." The little girl was full.

The face is incomprehensible.

Granny Liu sighed and withdrew her gaze, "They are different from us. Don't worry about them."

Granny Liu planned to sell charcoal and buy some delicious food for the little girl. Anyway, she didn’t have to think about the future. She had to let her eat some crispy rice cakes before she left this world - that was what Granny Liu could think of.

The best thing in the world she can afford.

Before entering the town, Grandma Liu stopped outside the small restaurant outside the city gate. She couldn't move as she looked at a group of people talking and laughing loudly in the lobby, drinking wine from large bowls and eating meat.

Of course she was not attracted by the food and wine, although that was indeed very tempting to her, but her eyes fell on those eating and drinking.

She recognized the gangsters who blinded her in one eye. She also recognized the man in brocade who was constantly being toasted by the gangsters and the stars. He was an official in the town. Someone familiar with her told her that her

My son was beaten by the other party.
Chapter completed!