This pot of broth, Sumo drank for a long time... For a long time...
He wanted to drink the broth and wait for someone to knock on the door...
He waited a long, long time.....
When the firewood in the stove is frosted, when the broth in the pot is frozen, when the snow accumulates inside and outside the courtyard gate...
The snow fell into the world, the boundless desolate.
Su ink courtyard withered and so on half a month, already very weak, seems to die at any time, but the blood of the flesh seems to have an unknown breath constantly repair the body of Su ink seriously injured.
I do not know how long it took, the school gate finally sounded two sounds, Su Mo looked up, but no one pushed the door and entered.
Su Mo hurriedly got up and stepped into the snow to open the gate, and the snow inside the gate was pushed to both sides by the open door.
"Mr...."
Outside the door is a woman, Su Mo remembered her, she is the mother of a student in the school, the face of vicissitudes and haggard, can see Su Mo's face is full of sadness.
Su Mo looked at the woman and said hoarsely, "Come in and talk!"
The woman shook her head as if deeply worried, and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Su Mo looked at the way the woman wanted to speak, and said, "Just speak straight."
The woman looked into the school, saw the empty school, hesitated again or did not say anything, directly turned away, back into the snow.
Su Mo looked back at an empty school, school of those tables and chairs have been let Wang six to the villagers when firewood.
As if he understood something, Sumo ran into the snow and stopped the woman.
"But firewood?" Su Mo asked.
The woman finally shed two tears on her face and nodded slowly.
"The town had run out of firewood and I just wanted to see if there were any tables and chairs here..."
"You come with me!
Sumerah took the woman back to the school and looked around and finally saw the shelf full of books.
The things that can burn in the school have already been Su ink dismantled to Wang six, only this bookshelf.
Su Mo wrapped the books on the bookshelf with cloth, and then in the woman's dull eyes, the bookshelf was broken into strips of firewood with a cloth bag tied into a handful.
Su Mo gave the bag of books and the bundle of firewood to the woman...
The woman looked at the hands of two bundles of 'firewood' for a long time can not calm, looked up to the white-haired Su Mo, Su Mo at the moment had an old expression.
"Mr...." The woman opened her mouth and couldn't say another word.
"Live first!" Su Mo said.
The woman wanted to leave the book for Su Mo to keep warm, but Su Mo said he had enough firewood, the woman nodded with two bundles of "firewood"...
Su Mo opened the gate of the school, looking at the vast snow outside the school, bowed his head.
The blood force flowing in the body constantly emits warmth, so that Su Mo can not die.
The snow was still snow and heartless.
I do not know how long after, the town was quiet except for the sound of snow and wind.
Every meal time, there is no smoke rising...
Su Mo trance between walked into the snow, out of the school....
The icy snow immediately blew a layer of frost on Su Mo's white hair, and the frost crystal clear, connected into a piece of frozen snow and wind could not blow the long hair.
Step by step, Su Mo stepped through the snow, which was already up to her legs, and each step seemed to push away the snow and move forward.
Step by step...
One step... One step...
All the houses in the town were silent and deserted.
On the eaves of each house, there are strips of upside down icicles, which look like a frozen town from a distance.
The snow on the street is no longer a trace...
Su Mo blankly walked to the door of a family, which had been frozen sealed, as if it had not been opened for a long time.
Keke keke...
Su Mo knocked on the door, it seems that there is a sound spread to shake the snow on the house, a piece of snow fell, hit Su Mo on the ground.
Su Mo turned a deaf ear, just quietly waiting for the response of the people in the house.
But it took a long time... No one answered the door. No one answered.
A gust of cold wind blowing, blowing Su Mo could not help coughing up... A mouthful of blood sputum fell into the snow dazzling red eyes.
Su Mo stupidly turned his head, and knocked on the door of a family, but still no response...
Su Mo waited in front of the family for a long, long time, until the sky was dark, until the night was floating.
The long town street, unexpectedly not a light on...
Su Mo slowly turned back, looked at the silent town, and slowly walked to the butcher's door.
There was still no light in the butcher shop. Su Mo shook her head... Perhaps the families in order to save firewood, they do not light the lamp!
Looking at the two frozen white twill hanging on the door, Su Mo knocked on the door of the butcher shop in a trance.
Still...
... No one responded.
"Tiger! Su Mo gently shouted.
Mrs Wang...
In silence, Su Mo pushed open the two doors, which were unlocked... Just freeze the door.
Su Mo slowly into the house, the house in the eyes is empty, all can burn things have been used...
The burnt ashes of a pile of firewood on the ground were in the middle of the house, next to the heap...
... Snuggled up to two frozen figures in mourning clothes.
The child clung tightly to his mother's arms, and the mother clung tightly to the child in her arms.
"Tiger..." Su Mo gently called.
The child did not respond. How could the frozen body make a sound...
Mrs Wang...
A cold wind blew into the house, and two voices rang in Sumer's ears:
"Sir, can you teach our children to read? The teacher here has passed away, and winter comes early, and no teacher can come to teach the children here, we want them to know some words..."
"My father said... Let me bring a pot of wine to Mr.... Cold weather drink some... So warm up..."
"My mother said... Sir Is not well... Don't let Mr. Deliver..."
Su Mo looked at the two frozen figures, choked to himself: "You always send things to the school, but never to the school to take things..."
Crystal landing, shocked a town desolate...
"Come to me when you are short of firewood... I have something combustible there..."
But does the school really have anything to burn?
Su Mo stumbled out of the house, standing in the snow, looking at a town of dead, issued a lament.
"Why should I lose now to..."
"Why am I... To be lost at this time to..."
No one responded to Su Mo, only accompanied by snow.
Su Mo did not go back to school, but came to the center of the town, standing in the street of snow and ice. Standing...
Day floating night, day night up...
Su Mo is like a lifeless ice sculpture...
I don't know how long it took, but the snow finally stopped.
A piece of spiritual jade fell from Su Mo's arms and landed in the snow...
Lingyu grain on the circulation of the guanghua, that guanghua out of Lingyu, rushed to the sky.
The light turned into ten thousand rays, covering the whole town...
The ten thousand rays interspersed with each other, interweaving a spring scene!
One by one, the shadows took to the streets, and the snow on the streets disappeared...
People are talking to each other on the street... Talking about... A lively appearance, but it seems that no one can see the town center, the eyes open, smiling Confucian scholar.
That piece full of vitality, there is a lingering cold frost cool...