sbdcsierra Chapter 169 Learning to Ski
Chapter 169 Learning to Ski
The Hou family and their two daughters sat on a cart, wrapped up so tightly that only their eyes were exposed.
I placed two backpacks in front of me to block the wind and covered myself with two quilts, which felt pretty good.
"Not bad, not bad. It's much warmer than a bare cart."
Lin Erzhuang handed over a bundle and two water bags, and exclaimed in admiration.
"I didn't expect you to be so skillful with your hands. Take this with you."
"Thank you, Mr. Xie. If we have the materials, we can do better."
When blacksmith Wang touched the dry food in his bag, his heart warmed.
He casually glanced at the person in front of him. He was not bragging about doing these things.
As long as there is enough material, he can make a better carriage.
Like those two iron carts, unfortunately I never saw them again.
...
Liu didn't dare to stay alone and wait, so she packed her bags while muttering to herself.
After the two wounded had their wounds re-bandaged, they were now lying in the carriage, leaving no room for a third person.
Liu walked straight to a carriage in front and said.
"Hongyi, my aunt is old and her legs are not very good, let me sit for a while!"
Lin Hongyi placed the last blanket in the carriage and made way.
"Aunt, the carriage is loaded with a lot of daily necessities, and it can just squeeze in Grandpa, my mother, and Shu'er."
Liu pursed her lips and looked into the carriage in disbelief.
Most of the carriage was filled with clutter, including pots, pans, stoves, buckets and other space-consuming items.
She turned her head and glared at Lin Shu, who stared at her indifferently.
I suddenly felt like a caterpillar crawling on my back, so I quickly looked away.
Wu Yidao let out a breath, feeling so angry that his heart ached.
We are in trouble, but how can we be so shameless?
Erzhuang sent out the carts and the food, and when he left he did not forget to let them go with him.
What else do you want?
Is it possible that only by giving away the last carriage can there be no more trouble?
Human hearts are really insatiable.
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When they set off, there were three little kids on Wang the blacksmith's cart.
Wu Xiaoming took the initiative to pull up the cart, apparently he had discussed it with Wang the blacksmith.
Lin Shu watched all this calmly. Neither Father Lin nor Mrs. Wu said anything, so she was even less likely to comment.
Let them do it and see how long they can do it.
When all affection has worn off, it is time to officially go separate ways.
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Outside the yard, two ox carts and a cart were waiting, with about twenty people standing next to the carts.
Both men and women carried backpacks and held sticks or hoe handles in their hands.
There were sacks and belongings tied up on a cart and an ox cart.
There were seven or eight old and weak people sitting on another ox cart.
He was covered with a patched quilt, his eyes tucked under the quilt, curiously looking at the group of people coming out.
“Brave man, I am Dong Xingwang, the head of Wuming Village.
Everyone in our village is here and wants to leave the village with you.
I am familiar with the roads in this area and will control the villagers so that they will not cause trouble for you." Village Chief Dong looked at Lin Erzhuang anxiously.
"Okay, let's go together so we can take care of each other."
Lin Erzhuang agreed immediately. He was more than happy to have someone to lead the way.
"Village Chief Dong, my name is Lin Erzhuang, please come in!"
"Brother Lin, please!"
The two grown men exchanged polite words, and Village Chief Dong led the way in the ox cart.
It snowed heavily overnight. The snow was above my calves when I stepped on it, and my toes were soon frozen stiff.
Lin Erzhuang was skiing, moving back and forth to cheer up those who were falling behind.
The silky smooth movements and fast speed made everyone drool with envy.
Uncle Wu Er and Uncle Wu San relied on their status and thick skin to compete for who would be the first to learn.
"Stop, stop, stop. Let's go by age. Everyone has a share."
Lin Erzhuang's head was buzzing with the noise and he quickly spoke out to stop it.
I wanted to show off my power in front of everyone, so I taught them in the name of a teacher.
But he never expected that his two uncles were even more shameless than him and actually used their status to exploit him.
Uncle Wu, who fought for priority, struggled from beginning to end and ended up in failure.
His miserable appearance made everyone laugh so hard that they forgot their tiredness and coldness for a moment.
After Uncle Wu San repeatedly asked Lin Erzhuang for advice, he dared to step on the skis eagerly.
'Slurp~'
He thought he was gliding forward gracefully, but he used too much force and fell flat on his face.
"Hahaha!"
"Oh, who said he could do it?"
"Ouch~woo~"
Baozi let out a mocking roar, jumped off the carriage and rolled around in the snow with joy.
"Haha~"
Liu, who hadn't laughed for a long time, laughed softly unconsciously.
She suddenly covered her mouth and carefully glanced back and forth.
She was afraid that someone would say her daughter was lost and her son was injured, yet she still had the mood to laugh.
But no one looked at her.
Liu looked at the heartless Wu Erniu. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all even though Chunxiang was missing.
Liu lowered her head and followed him mechanically.
After coming down the mountain from the bandit's lair, she seemed to have been stuck in a dead end.
I always feel that everyone owes her something, but is it really so?
Liu vaguely sensed that her family was alienated from and did not understand her.
Everything she did was for their own good.
But no one appreciated it.
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Some people are constantly frustrated, while others are constantly inspired to gain confidence.
They stumbled along the way, temporarily forgetting the difficulty of the journey, and their laughter infected everyone.
When Wu skied for a while in front of everyone, it completely aroused everyone's interest in skiing.
The competitive Liu secretly made up her mind not to fall behind Wu.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Lin Erzhuang stood on the carriage road.
“After learning to ski, we don’t have to measure the land step by step.
With a swishing motion, it slid a long distance away.
It is much faster than riding in a carriage or a sleigh, and it doesn't make people tired.
If we didn’t have this thing, we wouldn’t know where to spend the winter in a cave.
If you are unlucky enough, you might even be captured by the northern barbarian soldiers.
Of course, you have to prepare the tools for skiing by yourself.”
"Hahaha, of course." Uncle Wu said cheerfully.
"There is no such thing as a complete package, and I am not the kind of person without conscience.
Once the kids learn how to ski, I won’t worry about them getting lost anymore.”
Uncle Wu's heart bleeds when he thought of the sleds and horses that were taken away by the refugees.
To get to the next county town, I have to get another sled no matter what.
If we buy some more food and pots and pans, the family will never go hungry.
Uncle Wu felt more at ease when he touched the jewels hidden in his cotton coat.
Fortunately, the children all had some jewelry hidden on them, so it was not a problem for them to stay together and get through the difficult times.
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At noon, the team stopped by the roadside for a short rest.
Those who are interested in skiing can learn from skateboarding.
This made the person on the skateboard so nervous that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.
Some people got on and fell down before they could even stand firmly.
"Hahaha, another one taken down."
Wu Youfu happily took the skis. It was finally his turn to perform, so of course he had to seize the opportunity.
"You bastard, you're always the one making the loudest noise." Wu Youli gritted his teeth.
This cousin is no longer acceptable. He always acts in a disloyal way.
He has to be taught a lesson and let him know that the boss is not to be messed with.
A group of half-grown children chased Wu Youfu on his skis and ran away, making Wu Youli so angry that he stomped his feet.