The autumn wind is cold and the dead leaves are desolate.
This autumn was exceptionally cold. It was so cold that the wind blew like slices of thin knives, cut in the **** openings of the chapped skin, making people tremble.
The village is called Tongbai Village, it is very deserted, with mountains on both sides. On the one hand, it is close to the billowing river, and on the other hand is the wilderness. On weekdays, it can only be walked in from the path between the mountains. Rows of low houses are lined up, sparsely populated, and the mang and green hills behind can not be seen at a glance.
The weather today is dark and heavy, and it looks like it is about to rain.
The traffickers dragging the broken wooden carts to Yushan Road, gathered from house to house in the open space of the village, watching from a distance.
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