Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

It was very windy and snowy.

The brother and sister trotted to the eaves to hide from the snow.

The skinny little girl's face showed joy. With these two steamed buns, she would not be hungry for the next two days.

Great.

Very good!

The older boy picked up the bowl of porridge, put it to the little girl's lips, swallowed and said, "Sister, you drink first."

The little girl took a small sip, swallowed it slowly, and pushed the bowl of porridge to her brother's lips.

"Brother, you drink too."

The young boy licked his chapped lips.

"Sister, drink first. Brother is not hungry yet."

Hearing this, the little girl was a little angry.

How could her brother not be hungry? He just wanted her to drink more.

The little girl's eyes were a little wet, and she said angrily:

"If my brother doesn't drink, then Ying'er won't drink either."

The little girl turned her face to the other side, savoring the taste of the porridge.

smell good.

The rich rice aroma lingers between lips and teeth.

The little girl swallowed.

She and her brother haven't tasted white porridge for several months.

Seeing his sister was angry, the young boy hurriedly coaxed her: "Ying'er, don't be angry, brother drinks, brother drinks."

The young boy pursed his lips and held the porridge in his hands with care.

It was as if the white porridge in his hand was some kind of delicacy.

He put the bowl of porridge to his lips, took a sip, and his eyes became moist.

Heavy snow blocked the city and every household kept their doors shut. He and his sister begged for five whole days but got nothing.

If it weren’t for the kind-hearted man named Li who gave out porridge today.

The two brothers and sisters will surely starve to death in this heavy snow.

In this way, they took small sips each and slowly licked the porridge out of the bowl clean.

This heavy snow seems like it will never stop.

It got dark quickly.

The young boy took his sister's hand and they had to hurry back to the ruined temple.

"Sister, let's go back to the ruined temple first. It's getting dark."

The little girl nodded.

The snow was already above their knees, and the brother and sister had great difficulty walking.

Especially the shorter sister, her steps were unsteady and she fell four or five times.

It was getting darker.

The wind was howling and the biting cold was penetrating into the bones.

The young boy shuddered, he squatted down, and said softly: "Ying'er, the snow is too heavy, we need to hurry back to the ruined temple, brother will carry you, so we can walk faster."

The little girl's eyes were red and she pounded her knees hard.

"You are useless!"

"Let you have none!"

The young boy stood up and hurried to stop his sister from self-harming.

"Ying'er, don't be like this."

The little girl couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.

"Brother...Brother, I'm sorry. Ying'er is the one who dragged you down."

"Ying'er is useless, brother, just leave Ying'er here!"

Why is she so useless?

why?

why? !

The young boy smiled softly and comforted her softly.

"Ying'er, you are your brother's sister. You never have to say sorry."

"Come on up, I'll carry you on my back."

She slowly climbed onto her brother's back and apologized softly, "Brother, I'm sorry, Ying'er shouldn't be so willful."

The young boy smiled brightly.

"Silly girl, don't think so much."

The little girl's voice was a little hoarse, and she hummed.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, blurring my eyes.

The young boy walked on the thick snow, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

I do not know how long it has been.

The young boy underneath him said excitedly, "We are almost at the ruined temple, sister."

Seeing the ruined temple, I felt relieved.

This is a place to shelter from the wind and rain

He ran towards the ruined temple with all his might.

The closer we got, the more strange voices we heard coming from the ruined temple.

His steps faltered.

The scarred man with a fierce look on his face spat.

"This damn weather is freezing me to death!"

The man with pockmarks on his face looked fawning.

"Brother, the city gate is closed at this time. We can only enter tomorrow."

Just then, the young boy carried his sister into the ruined temple.

Everyone looked at the brother and sister.

The little boy swallowed fearfully, and shrank into a corner with his sister, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

The little girl looked towards the center of the ruined temple in fear.

She whispered, "Who are those brothers? They look so fierce."