After keeping in contact for a period of time, Cai Xiaoguang now seems to regard himself as a 'brother-in-law'.
It is reasonable for the brother-in-law to ask his ‘brother-in-law’ to help him with some things, right?
Of course, 'brother-in-law' is just a joke, but Cai Xiaoguang really thinks so, but he hasn't officially started taking action yet.
The reason for his inaction was also very simple. He mentioned in the letter that Zhou Rong's last relationship had just ended.
Even if this relationship is just 'online love' + 'long-distance love', this is also Zhou Rong's first love.
First love is always unforgettable.
Even though her first love was a scumbag, Zhou Rong did not completely forget Feng Huacheng.
Cai Xiaoguang loves Zhou Rong very much. He doesn't want to take advantage of others. He plans to wait for Zhou Rong to completely let go of his last relationship before pursuing her again.
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In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
This morning, when it had just dawned a little, two figures braved the cold wind and set foot on the path away from the village.
There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the snow on the road was so deep that it was like a thick quilt covering the ground.
When I stepped on it, the snow covered most of my calf.
The two of them walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In such weather and road conditions, walking was extremely difficult.
"Bingkun, do you want to take a break?"
Not long after, the man walking in front glanced behind him and asked while panting.
"No, I can still do it."
Li Jie wiped the sweat on his forehead.
This road is really difficult to walk. Fortunately, he has strengthened his training during this period. Otherwise, with the original physique of the 'original body', he might not be able to persist for long.
"Okay, let's keep walking."
After hearing this, the figure in front no longer insisted, but he still added.
"It will be nice to walk for a while and get to the other side of the road. The snow there is not like here."
Although the county road connecting Xiaoqingshan Village is not wide, there are many cars on the road outside due to the coal mine.
Whenever there is heavy snow and the mountains are closed, there will be people who clear the snow on the roads.
In the following time, the two did not continue chatting, and walked in silence the whole time, and the time soon reached noon.
Sun Wenhua loosened the collar of his dog fur coat slightly. After driving for a long time, his body was as hot as a stove.
He could feel the sweat on his body pouring down layer upon layer.
But even so, he didn't dare to take off his coat.
It was too cold, and he was sweating so much that once he took off his clothes, the sweat would instantly turn to ice.
Then, the ice will turn into water again, taking away a lot of heat.
After that, most of the people were gone.
Sun Wenhua didn't know that this phenomenon was called 'hypothermia', but the things left by the old people by word of mouth still made sense.
Once upon a time, about ten years ago, a hunter in their village died in this way.
After loosening his collar, Sun Wenhua turned to look at Li Jie again, even though he had warned him before setting off.
But he was still a little worried.
‘Bingkun’ is now the treasure of their village and cannot be lost.
Before setting off, the old village chief told him earnestly that he must take good care of 'Bingkun' in case he encounters any danger along the way.
Even if he loses his life, he must ensure the safety of 'Zhou Bingkun'.
Whether the furniture factory can succeed or not will ultimately fall on ‘Bingkun’.
With the establishment of the factory, Xiaoqingshan Village has one more source of income. Whether the villagers can have enough to eat depends on the furniture factory.
Sun Wenhua also understands this truth.
He was poor and frightened. He never wanted to experience what happened in the past sixty years again.
Even though nearly ten years have passed, Sun Wenhua still can't let go whenever he thinks of what happened that year.
Suddenly, Sun Wenhua stopped and waved his hand.
"Bingkun, stop, don't move!"
Just now, Sun Wenhua heard a strange noise coming from the woods next to him, as if something was running in the woods.
What made him most uneasy was that he heard a low roar.
This sound is very much like the cry of a wolf cub.
Except for one mining farm around Xiaoqingshan, the other areas are mostly undeveloped forests.
These days, it's not unusual to see wolves.
Sun Wenhua quickly took off the shotgun on his back. In the 1960s and 1970s, the domestic management of firearms was not as strict as in later generations.
Especially in remote rural areas, which village does not have a few home-made shotguns?
Sun Wenhua's marksmanship was good and he was also a good hunter. His left leg was aggrieved, he was squatting and raising his shotgun, his eyes locked on the dense forest on the left.
The sound just now came from there.
Soon, a half-meter-tall gray wolf appeared within their sight.
"roar."
The gray wolf half-crouched on the ground, grinning and staring at the two people on the road.
"It's hurt!"
Sun Wenhua was keenly aware of the strange behavior of the wolf. He looked up and saw that the wolf's hind legs were tightly clamped by a rusty iron clamp.
Blood was flowing out of the wound bit by bit.
After leaving the dense forest, there was no cover, and the bright red blood stains fell on the white snow, which was particularly conspicuous.
The gray wolf opened its mouth and roared, its sharp teeth looking particularly ferocious under the sunlight.
Sun Wenhua took a deep breath. This was not the first time he encountered a wolf cub. As soon as he saw the wolf's movements, he immediately knew that the wolf was about to attack.
The next second, he fired a shot into the sky without hesitation.
If he met this wolf alone, he would definitely not do this. He would slowly deal with the wolf and then kill it!
He wasn't afraid of a normal wolf, not to mention this wolf's hind legs were injured.
But today is different.
He is not alone, there is a very important person standing behind him.
‘Bingkun’ is the hope of Xiaoqingshan Village, and he cannot take risks.
Even if he is 90% sure, 90% is only 90%, not 100%.
If 'Bingkun' was injured by a wolf, how could he have the dignity to return to the village?
Wolves are actually very smart.
As soon as the gunshot rang out, it immediately took a few steps back.
Having been active in the mountains for a long time, it often hears this kind of sound. The power of this thing is terrifying.
The confrontation continued for a while, and the gray wolf finally howled before turning back to the forest.
Seeing the gray wolf return to the forest, Sun Wenhua let out a sigh of relief.
This beast is gone.
"Bingkun, are you not scared?"
Although the gray wolf left, Sun Wenhua did not relax his vigilance.
Wolves usually live in groups, and the wolf just now didn't look like a lone wolf.
"without."
Li Jie smiled and shook his head, deliberately glanced at the gun behind Sun Wenhua, and gave a thumbs up.
"Uncle Wenhua, that shot you just fired was so majestic."
As he said this, he smiled and rubbed his hands.
"When we come back this time, can you take me to practice shooting?"
Sun Wenhua laughed and said not taking it seriously.
"It's a small matter, I can just mention it to the old village chief later."