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The new wind is like a knife!

It was cut on the face one after another. It hurt.

This kind of pain is not like being cut by the saw-like rice leaves when harvesting rice in Bashu.

That burning pain.

Instead, the north wind was as sharp as a dagger, blowing on the face, making people feel a numb but clearly painful feeling under their skin.

Luo Xuan, Zhang Xiaoli, and Peng Yong trudged along the national highway, braving the biting cold wind.

This is the real bravery of wind and snow!

Snow as heavy as goose feathers fell on the hair and eyebrows of the three people.

Slowly melted by the body temperature, the melted snow water had not had time to evaporate, but was blown into thin puddles of ice slag by the biting cold wind.

This puts it over everyone's head,

It's as hard as applying the toughest styling mousse.

When I reached out and touched it, there was a "clicking" sound on the top of my head.

Walking close to a long line of large trucks, walking.

Peng Yong muttered: "I can't go! Moman, there's frost on my eyebrows."

Zhang Xiaoli giggled, "Isn't it? Look at the top of your head, it's all ice. Hahaha, Luo Xuan, your eyebrows have also turned white. You look like an old man with a white beard!"

Luo Xuan took the luggage on Zhang Xiaoli's back.

There was a big bed roll hanging on each shoulder. Hearing Zhang Xiaoli laugh at herself, she also laughed, "You should stop talking about me. There is ice on the top of your head, and your eyebrows look like frost."

Peng Yong really couldn't bear it. The strong wind seemed to be able to tear people apart or blow them over.

I saw him putting his hands in his sleeves, and then hurried backwards with his back and face facing forward, "I can't stand it anymore! I don't know how the people here survive in this kind of weather."

?”

"I've just endured it for thousands of years."

Luo Xuan held Zhang Xiaoli's hand and carried two luggages.

It is also difficult to travel,

After hearing Peng Yong's complaint, Luo Xuan said, "At least they still have cotton-padded jackets to wear now.

In the time of Qin Shihuang, this area would have been under the jurisdiction of Shangjun, including Linzhou City, Fushi City, and Hengshan Fort.

Since the Qin Dynasty, cotton had not yet spread from the Western Regions. The imperial officers and soldiers living here, the local residents, and the civilian men who were recruited to serve in corvee service

They didn’t have cotton-padded jackets to wear! Can you imagine how much they suffered at that time?”

"It's not easy!"

Zhang Xiaoli looked at the thick pieces of ice in the river ditch and couldn't help but tremble in her heart, "No matter how hard the work is, no matter how tired I am, I'm not afraid.

Just like we did at Laku Village before.

But in such bad weather, will the production team still ask us to go up the mountain to dig the ground? Then I worry about myself, maybe I won’t be able to endure it.”

Luo Xuan shook his head, "No, you don't understand the north.

After winter, in weather like this, the ground is frozen and the loess can become as hard as steel plates, making it impossible to dig."

Peng Yong was very curious, "What do the members of the production team do in winter?"

Luo Xuan thought for a while,

I still told him truthfully: "Most of the commune members are leveling water canals and collecting cattle and sheep excrement to accumulate fertilizer. The most ridiculous thing they do is to gather together to study."

"study?"

Peng Yongdun felt overwhelmed, "Staying up late every day studying can really make people nervous."

Luo Xuan glared at him and said, "Stop saying a few words. The customs here in Saibei are not as casual as those in Bashu. If you are not careful, you will be attacked."

The three of them chatted while walking.

After walking for two or three miles, Peng Yong and Zhang Xiaoli felt that their own body temperature seemed to have been lost.

At this time, people have begun to experience mild hallucinations and general weakness.

"Let's rest for a while."

Peng Yong put his hands on his knees and breathed rapidly, "I can't walk anymore! How about we take a breather here?"

Luo Xuan supported Zhang Xiaoli with one hand.

He stretched out his other hand to help Peng Yong, "Cheer up and hold on! You see there is a small shop in front of you, and the chimney is full of smoke. Let's go there and rest."

Peng Yong also knew that standing in the wind and snow to catch his breath was probably not a good choice.

Sighing slightly,

Peng Yong managed to stand up, and was about to reach out with his other hand to support the large truck next to him.

It helps to stand upright.

"Don't!"

Luo Xuan was startled, "Pull your hand back and don't touch the car!"

Peng Yong was startled, "Why, why? Are they still blackmailing me?"

"no."

Luo Xuan shook his head, "You can touch the carriage with your hand and it won't be damaged. Who would blackmail you?"

The main reason is that your hands are sweaty. If you touch the cold carriage, it will stick to it. If you pull it off, the skin on your hands will fall off."

Zhang Xiaoli and Peng Yong were both shocked, "Really, really?!"

Luo Xuan laughed and said, "If you don't believe me, just stick out your tongue and lick the iron car! It's sweet, a little bit sweet."

Peng Yong looked at Luo Xuan's expression.

Look at the truck compartment again and stick out your tongue.

After all, he still didn't dare to muster up the courage to try licking it.

After walking hard for more than a mile, we finally reached the small restaurant on the roadside.

As soon as I walked in, a wave of heat hit my face.

I saw a roaring fire and crowds of people in this small roadside restaurant.

When we were in a traffic jam just now,

Many drivers with extensive experience in traffic jams had already gone to the hotel to escape the snow and wind.

Among these people, few are serious.

There are quite a few guys who have taken advantage of all the old driver's faults.

As soon as they saw the leader, Luo Xuan, they lifted the door curtain and walked in.

The drivers were a little surprised: in this wilderness where no birds poop and no grass grows.

There is actually such a handsome young man?

Moreover, the temperament exuded by this young man does make him stand out from the crowd.

Just as the drivers all raised their heads and stared blankly at Luo Xuan at the entrance of the hotel.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaoli also walked in.

This time,

The eyes of those veteran drivers, originally full of wonder and surprise, suddenly turned into envy and admiration.

nice!

This is the first impression veteran drivers have of Zhang Xiaoli.

This girl is so pretty!

There is no earthy smell on Zhang Xiaoli's body.

Girls with such outstanding temperament are still very rare in the wilderness of Saibei.

Zhimi County, which was originally nearby, was famous for producing beautiful women.

But as the old saying goes, a man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on its saddle. During this period, the girls in the rural areas of Saibei were all dressed very rustic.

As a result, their natural beauty is greatly compromised.

This is like applying a layer of yellow mud to Diao Chan's face. She also has to have an earthy smell, which makes people despise her.

Between urban and rural areas in Bashu Province, differences between people are ubiquitous.

And in this remote Saibei, this kind of urban-rural chain is particularly serious!

Here, if you want to praise a girl for her beauty and temperament, you only need one sentence: Tsk, tsk, tsk, that woman is so handsome, she looks like a girl from the city.

And Zhang Xiaoli undoubtedly meets the standard of "looking like a city girl".

"Beautiful, this woman is beautiful!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at her slim wicker waist."

"I'm wearing such thick clothes, but you can still see my slender waist?"

"Why can't you tell? We stayed in that guest house last night. That woman and I...hehe.
To be continued...