Chapter 1136

The first snow fell in the middle of the night in winter. Chu Yunyao opened the door and saw the whiteness outside. She put on clogs and went to the river to fetch water.

The weather was extremely cold, and Mo Jinyu fell ill again, and the herbs she picked were of no use.

Chu Yunyao covered him with an extra quilt, and got Mrs. Tang to cover him in his quilt to keep him from freezing.

When they got to the river, seeing that the river was covered with a thin layer of ice, Chu Yunyao smashed the ice with a pole, scooped up two buckets of water and walked back.

The snow accumulated on the clogs and became thicker and thicker. Chu Yunyao stomped her feet hard, but she couldn't stand firmly and fell down accidentally.

The wooden barrel rolled on the ground, and the water in the barrel spilled all over the floor and onto her clothes.

Chu Yunyao got up from the ground, looked at the scratched back of her hand, and quietly looked at the wooden barrel rolling down the hillside. Sadness welled up in her heart for no reason. She found a stone and sat down. The snow on the soles of the clogs fell off, and the sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red.

In the end, Chu Yunyao covered her face with her hands and cried softly.

Since falling in this place that is almost isolated from the world, although she is busy, she has never felt too bitter, but looking at the icy and snowy mountains, she really doesn't know how long she will have to wait to get out of here.

The child is so small and cannot be separated from her.

Mo Jinyu's health deteriorated day by day, she couldn't bear to leave him behind, but whether it was because of the weather or other reasons, his body seemed to be reaching its limit.

No one else could find her except Diao Er who jumped down from above.

She asked the people in the village. In the past few decades, except for intermarriage with other villages, there are basically no people from far away.

Only the nearby villages know that there are people living here.

For so many years, no one has ever been able to get out of here.

The villagers have lived here for generations, one generation after another, even if some ambitious young people go out with dry food on their backs, they will come back in despair.

Mo Jinyu's body could not be stretched, but she was trapped here by the heavy snow, people outside couldn't find it, and people inside couldn't get out.

She didn't know how long this heavy snow would fall, how long it would take the winter to pass, and when the spring when the ice and snow would melt would come.

The Si Lian buried in my heart seemed to be an opened gate, flooding like a flood.

Even when she was crying, she had to hide in a place where no one was around, for fear of being seen.

"Ling Yuan, I miss you so much." Chu Yunyao sat for a while, and saw that the snow had started to fall again.

Sucking his nose, he stood up from the rock, put on his clogs, picked up two buckets of water again, and walked back slowly and steadily.

Before entering the door, I heard Xiu'er's loud crying.

Chu Yunyao pushed open the door, and saw that Mo Jinyu had gotten up dragging his sick body, and was skillfully changing Xiu'er's diaper.

Chu Yunyao quickly warmed her cold hands in her belly, and walked over to help: "What's wrong? Wet again?"

"It's stinky." Mo Jinyu's warm voice was full of nasality, "Xiu'er is quite obedient. She wakes up and plays by herself. After playing for a while, she starts to cry after she stinky. I really love being clean."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Probably in Mo Jinyu's eyes, a baby who is only a few months old smells good even when he poops.

Chu Yunyao scooped up warm water, washed Xiu'er clean, and stuffed the baby into the bedding again. When she turned her head, she saw Mo Jinyu going outside with a dirty diaper.

Chu Yunyao hurriedly pulled him in: "It's cold outside, so I won't get worse if the wind blows, I'll just wash it."

Mo Jinyu lowered his head, saw her watery eyes, raised and lowered his fingers, and asked softly, "Have you ever cried?"