The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Late at night, at the foot of Golim Mountain.

Jeffrey Weaver was wrapped in a thick deerskin jacket, dragging his elderly father, Jordan walked out of the mountains.

Recently, the temperature in Golim Mountain has dropped very sharply, reaching minus 30 degrees at the lowest night.

Under normal circumstances, the two were unwilling to go out after being killed, but because of clear requirements, they had to go into the mountains to gather ginseng.

Only enough ginseng can be exchanged for food, medicine, kerosene and firewood for heating.

energy consumption for heating every day is very high. It is difficult to pick up enough firewood alone. It must be matched with a certain amount

only picked six or seven small ginseng roots, which is only enough

tired and hungry, and

than him, he

snow, and it is very difficult to walk in the deep mountains, which consumes a lot of physical strength, but the ginseng is collected less and less, which

back, and in a few days, maybe you have to live in the mountains

I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive this winter. After I die, you must live

Weaver panted heavily and comforted: “Dad, don’t say that. Although the conditions in Golim Mountain are

worse than every day. Now you are in Golim Mountain every day. Shancai ginseng,

in the thick snow and couldn’t help feeling: “What you said makes sense. I really feel that my body is much stronger than before. I used to breathe hard after

I didn’t know how to cherish when I was young. If I overdrawn my body early, you must take a warning

also simply sat down next to him, and took pictures with the bright flashlight in his hand. The snow and trees around him were depressed and said: “I want to go your old way, but I don’t