Chapter 14 Chapter Nine The Second Winter

April is accompanied by the cold winter, and there are no big or new things. The residents of Liberia still feel boring, and no one guides this heartbroken life. When the temperature is not too cold, they are carefree. Never worry about the future, indulgent life, with the arrival of the autumnal equinox, everyone began to feel uneasy, the cold wind howled, breaking the dreamlike life, Liberia was originally sparsely populated, and like last year, people are shy Curled up in his little room, shutting himself out. In New Town, life is not so active. Wild life, especially fishing, is no longer possible. Since the weather turned cold, fish schools have been swimming towards the warmer waters of the Strait of Magellan. The fishermen's boats have also stopped and anchored. , In the sea where the wind is howling, nothing can be done.

After the storm comes snow, then the sun rises again, the sun is shining, the ice melts and the snow clears, the ground is muddy, and then it snows again. In any case, although the bridge piers remain in place, the communication between the capital and the suburbs is still inconvenient, and Beauval's threat cannot be carried out. Has he not forgotten the threat?Since people drove him away from the left bank of the river, his wild words have become waste paper, not to mention that there will be more serious and urgent things in the future, which makes him worry and anxious.The humiliation he suffered at that time gradually became irrelevant.

Since the proclamation of independence, the population of Liberia has become smaller, and now tends to increase again, because those immigrants from the hinterland of the island, for many reasons. They returned again, and Beauvale had never expected them to bring sorrow and trouble. This does not endanger him personally, and he is reasonable in his conjecture. People are easy to accept the established facts. Those who came back did not show any surprise when they saw him in the governor's seat. Accustomed to a life of inferiority, they do not feel unnatural about things like this, and if given the chance, they would likewise offer themselves up and dominate life.It is madness to oppose such an inexorable inevitability, the law of nature of the law of the jungle.

But with power comes responsibility.Since it is the leader's responsibility to ensure the lives of all, they will obey respectfully.Power honors him, but on condition that he be creative, take action, take responsibility.When the people are satisfied, they will obey, and when they are not full, they will rebel. Unexpectedly, the number of people eating continued to increase, and the situation became precarious. On April 15, the first settlers returned, and they had to admit that their battle with nature had been lost.He, his wife and four children appeared at dusk, poor man!The wife was pale, emaciated, and her dress was ragged.The youngest, just five years old, was almost naked, lying on top of his mother.Walking alone in the front is the depressed and tired father.

People flocked around them, asking them questions like a cannonball. Once this man saw other men, he suddenly regained his energy.He briefly described his situation.They were the last to leave Liberia and had to walk a long time to find a clearing.Only in late December did they stop and immediately started building the house.Due to the lack of tools, I had to do hard work and spent a lot of energy.In addition, he knew nothing about architecture, made many mistakes, and wasted a lot of time. He worked non-stop for two and a half months, and finally built a simple shack.Then, start farming.Unfortunately, he was really out of luck.Hit hard ground.He worked so hard that he could only grow a small plot of land.Soon, severe winter will come.

The plants stopped growing and he could no longer count on receiving food.At this time, the family was out of food, so he had to throw down a few tools and useless seeds, and retrace the same path he had walked excitedly four months ago.They walked hard for ten days. When they encountered a storm, they hid in the snow cave. When the weather was better, they continued to walk on the mud. When they arrived in the city, they were all exhausted and hungry. Beauvalle came out to comfort them, arranged for them to stay, gave them a house, and sent them something to eat.As soon as they saw the food, they rushed greedily.He now felt that the matter had been satisfactorily resolved.

For the next few days, he continued to receive batches of immigrants who left in spring and returned now. At this time, he felt that he had made a mistake.The difference is that some of these people are alone, some are with their families; the same thing is that they are all ragged and hungry. When some families came back, how many people were missing, where did they go?It must be dead.It is still more certain that this miserable army is passing across the island and is constantly concentrating on Liberia, so that the most terrible problem has arisen. Around June 15, more than 300 people were added to the capital.At this time, Beauvale can barely support the situation.Under his arrangement, everyone found a place to live in a prefabricated house, and now they live in it, which is as crowded as in the past.Some of the houses were moved to Newtown, some were destroyed by the short-sightedness of the people who set out, and a few were assembled into the large house where Beauvale lived and called it, with grandeur, the Government House.In this way, everyone had to live in tents again.

But a more serious problem is the food supply.The number of people eating increased, and the food delivered by the Ribalto decreased rapidly.I used to think that it would be enough for a year, but now I am afraid that I can't even survive the spring.Beauvalle is not stupid, he has seen this problem for a long time, he had to intervene, issued a decree, and strictly implemented food preparation. He can't control the situation.People know that there is no penalty regulations, so they ignore government orders and go their own way.He had no choice but to invite twenty volunteers from among the fanatics, like sailors, to stand guard and guard the food.Despite all the grumbling, people obeyed.

He thought the matter was over, and he did his best to postpone the disaster.But Liberia was in danger. Those people returned like a tidal wave, mentally weak and physically weak.The weather was cold and there was a shortage of food and clothing. A terrible epidemic broke out. Many people were infected and many people died. They were in a bind, feeling hopeless, and only then did they think of Le Corgis.In mid-June, they hadn't seen him, and it didn't matter.They are too forgetful, they can't remember other people's kindness in a blink of an eye, they are too short-sighted, and they don't expect to be helped in the future.They were reduced to such a miserable situation that they remembered His kindness, His good deeds.In the past, he always helped them solve their urgent needs, but now that they were seriously ill, but he didn't show up for a long time, why did he abandon them?Who knows why the city and the new town are suddenly cut off?But in any case, these reasons are nothing compared to their pain.Gradually, they all cast their eyes on the houses on the snow in New Town.

Because of the fog that day, July 10, Le Corgis was at home, mending a camel fur coat to pass the time.Suddenly, he heard someone calling him in the distance, he pricked up his ears, and after a while, he finally heard the shout. Le Corgi rushed out the door. It was not cold at that time, with the breeze blowing, the ice and snow were melting, there was a muddy ground under our feet, and there was a thick fog in front of our eyes.It was so foggy that I couldn't see anything clearly. Le Corgis!Someone shouted in the fog. Due to the distance and the low voice, Le Corgi heard a groan coming from the other side.

He quickened his pace, came to the river, and saw a miserable scene.The opposite bank was covered with snow, and the turbulent torrent separated them. Because the bridge was destroyed, a hundred or so people could not come over, so they had to walk back and forth on the opposite bank, hoping that they were not so much people as ghosts.All of them were ragged, skinny, and emaciated.He was the embodiment of their hope, and when they saw him, they lifted their spirits, and they all stretched out their hands in unison, begging. Le Corgis!With one voice, Le Corgis! Shocked by people's pleadings, he shuddered.Liberia must be in trouble, otherwise these people would not show horror. With an encouraging gesture, Le Corgis promised to do his best for them.Within an hour, Algie, Altleble and Caloli had rebuilt the little bridge.When he came to the right bank, he was immediately surrounded by anxious people, and even the hardest of hearts would be moved by it.The clouds opened and the sun rose, they are now beaming with joy and igniting the light of hope. This great savior who is benevolent and charitable has finally come. The poor people surround him, lean on him, pull him, and make giggles. Trust and rejoice. Le Corgi was infected, watched, listened, and said nothing.These people told him of their anguish and sorrow, and begged him to save their wives and children, who were dying and dying in Liberia. Le Corgi listened patiently to their grievances, knowing that a sympathetic look and a kind demeanor were a panacea.In the end, he assured everyone that they would go home immediately and wait for him. He would go to the doctor one by one and never forget anyone. Upon hearing this, they obeyed like children, and immediately went home to wait. Le Corgi's every move makes people feel inspired and inspired.He went from house to house to comfort everyone and treat patients.How much has changed since people settled down here, everything seems out of order.In just one year, these houses have become crumbling and dilapidated.Every house is closed and lifeless, and the houses are surrounded by piles of filthy rubbish, the only evidence that people live in them.Occasionally, one or two angry, sullen, and hopeless people would appear at the door. As Le Corgis passed the government building, Beauvale was watching him through the half-opened window.He didn't dare to show his face now, even though he hated Le Corgi, but now was not the time to find trouble.People have regarded him as a savior, and it is hard to cause public anger. Now they openly oppose him, wouldn't they be asking for trouble and suffering. And Beauvale applauded Le Corgi's participation.In fact, he also hopes that Le Corgi can help him tide over the difficulties.When the weather is calm, ruling is pleasant and easy.Now the reverse is happening, someone is willing to take the risk, save the people, be the leader, that's not a bad thing.In the future, when the wind turns and the time is right, he will regain power. With no one in the way of him, he can devote himself to his work and fulfill his responsibilities.What a life he was leading now!Every morning he crossed the river to Liberia and stayed until late at night.He visited from house to house, doing everything himself, walked to the side of the suffering patients, breathed the hot air from them, and tirelessly saw, greeted and comforted the patients. He tried his best, but the number of patients continued to increase, and many died before long. Despite his profound knowledge, superb medical skills and dedication, he could not control the expansion of the disease.Although some people were rescued several times, they died in the end. He was surrounded by sad people.Wives and husbands are separated forever, mothers weep for dead children; wherever he goes, there are either moans of pain or tears of sorrow, but he will never lose heart.Once the patient was terminally ill, he immediately gave him the best comfort. Sometimes people grieve too much and don't appreciate his kindness.And there are bachelors who have no one to cry for when they die, not uncommon among immigrants, and the upheavals and vicissitudes of life overwhelm them. One morning he was called to the side of a fat man, panting hoarsely, who was none other than Fritz.Gross.Fate arranged him on the death list, and he can only be buried in the ground. A quarter of an hour ago, when he woke up, he was blown by the cold wind outside and fell to the ground. More than a dozen people dragged him back to that corner. He stayed there, his face darkened from the cold, panting rapidly and hoarsely, and he was dying. struggle.After a simple examination, Le Corgi was diagnosed with pulmonary hemorrhage. There was no cure for the internal organs burned by alcohol. His diagnosis was spot on.Soon, Fritz.Gross died, his huge body lying on the ground, never able to move.From now on, he will always close his eyes. Something caught Le Corgi's attention.When the deceased returned to the light, his head cleared up for a moment, and he felt sorry for the long-term self-abandonment and wasted talent. The bad habit of drinking delayed his talent. Before he died, he wanted to bid farewell to the only beloved thing in the world.He explored, looking for his violin, so that he could hold this wonderful instrument when he went to heaven.It was on his chest now, but his limp hands had let it loose. Le Corgis picked up the violin on which the sacred music had been played, which no longer belonged to anyone.He picked up his harp, returned to Newtown, and went straight to the house of the two young cadet sailors. Sander!he opened the door and called. The child comes running. I promised you, child, Le Corgis said, here you are. Sander was surprised and delighted, his face turned pale, and he took it with trembling hands. This is a great instrument!Le Corgi added that it was Frieze.Gross violin. Then Sander stammered, what Mr. Gross wants he died.Le Corgi explained. One less drunk.Altleble said indifferently. This is Frieze.Eulogy for Gross' funeral. A few days later, another person died, Rachael.Cerrone, somewhat related to Le Corgi.His death has indeed enabled Algie to dream come true, and when Doria comes to Le Corgi to save her husband, it is too late to save her husband.Because of her ignorance, she didn't care about the disease he contracted. When she learned that there was no cure, she felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky. She gave everything for him. Moreover, even if he was rescued in time, he still couldn't survive the catastrophe.The cause of his illness was due to his sins and excessive drinking. In only eight days, the disease took his life. After the burial of the dead, Le Corgis was still thinking of Doria, exhausted and suffering for a long time, and it seemed that this time it was her turn.She lived in misery day by day, but her love remained.Although life is miserable, there is spiritual support.Now that her husband has left and returned home, the motivation for life has disappeared. Years of painstaking efforts have been in vain, which made her suddenly depressed and spiritually decadent. She became lifeless, half dazed, half conscious, at the mercy of others.With her poor possessions, she was led obediently and left the house. She was so frustrated that it was impossible to notice Shrek walking nearby. Le Corgi didn't see him either, and they walked in silence. But Shrek saw them and stopped immediately, looking ugly and very annoyed.Rachael was dead, Graziina was hiding on the new island, and Dulia was going there too. He knew that his plan was completely bankrupt, and he watched them go away, unable to move for a long time.If Le Corgi turned around suddenly, he would be startled when he saw this look.Even though he was not afraid of anything, this look made him shudder.