Painting On Fishskin/C17 The Spring of Snow
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C17 The Spring of Snow

Another morning.

Last night, snow fell from the sky, and the entire Little River Village was covered in white.

It was April, and the south of the Yangtze River had long since been filled with grass and birds flying. However, in the great Northern Lands, it was extremely common for snow to fall in April.

The snow was not small. It drifted down for an entire night. When he woke up in the morning, it was almost to his calf.

There was a saying: Snow was a sign of spring. It was usually a sign of a good year when it snowed at this time.

At seven o'clock in the morning, outside Liu Sanshun's house.

Hao Satellite woke up before dawn today. He originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that it was snowing and many people would wake up late, so he went to the riverside to pick up the fish earlier.

In the end, he was busy from 5: 00 to 6: 00, and from 6: 00 to 7: 00. Liu Sanshun did not come either, and Liu Sanshun did not come either.

There weren't many fish in the river. After a few days of opening up the river, there weren't many fish left.

If they were to slack off at this time, there would be no fish left to fish in the river.

Hao Satellite worked alone for half a day and only managed to get dozens of kilograms of fish. He angrily came to Liu Sanshun's house and decided to take care of this brat.

Yesterday, seeing that he was injured, Hao Satellite let him rest for half a day. In the end, he stole his motorcycle and made him curse the entire afternoon. Today, he actually dared to slack off!

He came to Liu Sanshun's house and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

"Liu Sanshun, Liu Sanshun, come out. Why are you pretending to be dead in the morning? The sun is already on your butt. If you don't get up, I will slap you. . . "

Hao Satellite shouted for a long time but Liu Sanshun did not shout out. Instead, he called out to Liu Sanshun's family's west courtyard's Aunt Zhu Zi.

The wife pushed open the door and said snappily, "What are you shouting for? Your nephew has left. "

Hao Satellite was stunned. "Left? Where did he go? Why didn't I see him?"

Aunt Zhu said," How would I know where he went? It's been more than an hour since I left. He left with his luggage. I think he probably went into the city to work. "

"What? Enter the city to work? Why didn't this child tell me in advance?"

Hao Satellite did not know what to feel. He turned his head and looked at the road outside the village.

It was only about seven o'clock in the morning when the morning sun shone on the road. It was somewhat hazy and dreamlike.

In the distance, Liu Sanshun's shadow had long disappeared.

Hao Satellite secretly sighed. He was somewhat blaming himself in his heart. Am I being too strict with this child?

However, since he left, then forget it.

Without him, Little River Village would be much quieter.

However, after he left, he did not leave behind any news. Hao Satellite looked into the distance and could not help but start thinking again.

Two years ago, when Liu Sanshun's mother passed away, he repeatedly reminded Hao Satellite to take good care of this child, even if he did not live up to his expectations.

Sigh, my bitter old sister, why did she give birth to such a disappointing child. . .

At this time, Liu Sanshun had already carried his luggage on his back and was on his way to the provincial capital.

From Little River Village to the side of the road, they had to walk a few kilometers. Every morning at 7: 30 a. M. , there would be a bus that would lead to the town.

Then they would take a bus from the town to the city to take a train. Only then would they be able to go to the provincial capital.

Liu Sanshun had already made up his mind. Since the fish-skin painting road had been destroyed, he would go to the provincial capital to do a live broadcast. He heard that there were many related management companies there. Although he did not have much talent, with his glib tongue and the foundation of his previous fans, it would not be a problem for him to earn a living.

As he walked, he raised his selfie stick and interacted with the netizens in the live broadcast room, talking about his own ideals.

There was no lack of people in the live broadcast room who poured cold water on him and made sarcastic remarks.

"Look, I told you that fish skin paintings are unreliable, right? What non-material cultural heritage, what cultural industry, in the end, didn't you still walk the same path as Old Tie 666? "

"Isn't that very normal? After all, the heavy industry barbecue in the northeast is being broadcasted live by the light industry. "

"What's wrong with the live broadcast? What's wrong with the live broadcast? If it wasn't for the live broadcast, Where are you going to watch so many young ladies?"

"That's right. This is a good time for us. Although I don't have a girlfriend, I've been paying attention to hundreds of beautiful women. I'll look for whoever I want. They never make me angry. They don't want my car, my room, or my money. They always try to make me happy. That's great. "

"Forget it. They don't want your car, don't your house, don't your money, and don't want you. "

"It hurts my heart. . . "

Seeing the hundreds of people chatting and farting in the live broadcast room, Liu Sanshun secretly sighed. He thought that what they said wasn't wrong at all. Nowadays, although live broadcasts broadened people's horizons, it allowed people to see many things that they couldn't normally see. Even on a short video platform, one could stay indoors and travel around the world.

But when he returned to reality, he still had to return to his original form immediately.

Those who should not have money still had no money. Those who did not have a wife still did not have a wife.

"Brothers, you are all right. I think that people. . . After all, you have to be down-to-earth. I can't keep dreaming about money all day long. . . So, I decided to go to the provincial capital this time. I must do a good live broadcast and become famous as soon as possible. When I become popular and have money. . . I will go and find Fu Xiaoqing to learn fish skin paintings. I don't believe that. . . If I drive my BMW to their house, her father will use a big shovel to slap me! "

Liu Sanshun's words once again attracted boos.

"Forget it. You can even drive a BMW. What kind of fish skin painting are you learning?"

"It's not like I'm drunk. "

"What do you think? I've already told you. The host doesn't want to learn how to paint fish skin at all. He just wants to eat other people's bodies!"

While they were talking, Liu Sanshun had already almost reached the side of the road. Because of the snow today, the road was a little difficult to walk on. Although the snow couldn't accumulate because of April, it would take at least two or three days for such a big snow to completely melt away.

There was a small river in front of him and a stone bridge on the river. After crossing the bridge, they would reach the side of the road soon.

At that moment, the surface of the river was covered in pieces of ice. From afar, they looked like silver fish lying in the river.

Further away, the Wusuli River was like a silver ribbon that shone under the morning sun, shining with a rugged light.

It was precisely the northern country's scenery, infinitely beautiful.

Liu Sanshun, however, was not in the mood to appreciate it. He chatted with the netizens in the live stream room, and slowly landed on the stone bridge, arriving at the bus station by the road.

It was already 7: 20 PM. There were still ten minutes left before the bus arrived.

Liu Sanshun turned around and looked at Little River Village, which was covered in snow.

Little River Village was faintly visible amidst a patch of white potted trees that were covered in snow.

After staring blankly for a while, Liu Sanshun silently sighed and turned his head to look at the side of the road.

It was snowing heavily today. He didn't know if the bus would arrive on time.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far behind him. It was crisp and sweet, as pleasant as a hundred spirit birds.

"Liu Sanshun, don't go yet. . . "

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