(1)
The moment Zhao Chunlan was blown away by a landmine, Song Zihao was convinced that he had never seen such a scene in a movie!
He didn't dare to go over and check on Zhao Chunlan, who had been blown into pieces. After a short period of emotional adjustment, Song Zihao tried hard to support his body with both hands and climbed up the hillside... He was out of breath with every step he climbed. Do you know where all the strength in your body has gone? Why were his calves cramping and shivering...
The exploding open space finally disappeared from his sight, and Song Zihao lay on the ground and gasped...
"What is this? I Why are you here? I can obviously sit in the office and drink tea! Even if Ma Yanxiang is no longer a toy, it is thousands of times better than sleeping in the wilderness..."
"But now that I have fallen into this situation, even the only one Zhao Chunlan, who relied on her, has also been thrown into the wilderness... It is impossible to go home! Xuzhou has no place to stay! "
" Unless he stays with his disabled adoptive father Liu Yunxiang for half his life... But he is unwilling to do so! "Ah!"
Song Zihao thought for a while, walked for a while, walked for a while, and thought for a while...
(2)
The clouds dispersed. It was already noon, and he was already hungry. Although he had chewed some grass roots, his mouth was still dry. Dry, I have already passed two mountain ridges, and I really can’t walk anymore! Song Zihao lay down again.
The only pack of biscuits left in the backpack has turned into crumbs. Even so, I can't bear to eat them all, not to mention it is difficult to swallow them without water!
always felt something moving next to him. Song Zihao looked for a long time and didn't see any animals, so he got up and wanted to continue on his way. When he turned around, he saw the legendary giant python behind him, about three meters long, and it was moving non-stop. Stretching his huge body, he seemed to be enjoying the cool air...
"Oh my god, grandpa and grandma!" Song Zihao silently recited the missing mantra in his heart, and ran away...
He didn't know how far he ran. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer weeds around him, Song Zihao breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to stop. He continued to rush towards a small mountain bun...
Just when Song Zihao was almost exhausted, he mixed garlic at his feet, He fell headlong out and lost consciousness after two stumbles...
(3)
I don’t know how long he had been unconscious. Song Zihao gradually regained consciousness. There seemed to be water dripping from his face. Song Zihao subconsciously rejoiced: "It’s raining so hard." It's so timely! God still cares about me and doesn't want me to die at such a young age!"
So, Song Zihao opened his mouth wide and tried hard to catch the falling water...
"Eh? Why is it raining only in my mouth?" Song Zihao, who regained consciousness, slowly opened his eyes. How could it be that it was raining? It was a skinny old man holding a big Yaya gourd and pouring water into his mouth...
He stopped when he saw Song Zihao waking up.
Song Zihao struggled to sit up, his whole body hurt! A few pieces of flesh were rubbed off my arms and legs, and the slightest touch caused excruciating pain!
"Thank you! Master!" Song Zihao politely thanked the old man, but the old man probably didn't understand! Song Zihao couldn't understand what the old man said, so the two of them could only communicate with each other while making gestures and talking.
At least they both understood it. The old man went to the woods and cut down two tree branches, used Song Zihao as a walking stick, and then took him down the mountain...
(4)
The old man took Song Zihao for a long time and finally saw a few. There are about a dozen thatched huts scattered here and there...
Fire sickles , stone stoves, rapeseed oil lamps, red clay pots...
If the old man's son hadn't come out and hooked up with him, Song Zihao would have thought he had traveled through time. Back to primitive society!
Fortunately, his son can still understand what he is saying, and he can also roughly understand what Song Zihao says!
I learned from the conversation that the old man’s son was called Yanzhu (yan~aizhu). He was very kind and told Song Zihao that he could recover from his injuries here before leaving...
Song Zihao expressed his great gratitude! After the injury is healed, he will definitely repay their family's life-saving grace...
When it was getting dark, Yanzhu's wife came back and brought back a lot of wild vegetables (Song Zihao later learned that those were called wild vegetables) of).
Yanzhu's wife was very short, and her clothes were very shabby. She cooked a meal and served it to Song Zihao. Song Zihao raised his head and looked up, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Oh, I'm so ugly!" That face, Not only is it dark, but there are also a lot of freckles...
Of course, Song Zihao thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say that, so he still said politely: "Thank you, sister-in-law!" The woman was stunned, smiled a little, and then Went to serve food again.
Yanzhu said: "She can't understand you."
The rice was mixed with wild vegetables. The hungry Song Zihao could still eat it, but he couldn't swallow the vegetables. They were sour and not salty at all.
"Don't you use oil and salt when cooking?" Song Zihao asked Yanzhu.
"It's more than forty miles from here to Longling Market. It's so slow that you can't even take a taxi back and forth in a day. It's very inconvenient to buy and sell things. Besides, where can you have the money to buy them?..."
(5)
Song Zihao's injuries were all The skin was injured, but no bones were injured. Within about a week, I was basically able to move freely.
There were scabs all over the wound. It looked scary, but it was actually nothing serious.
The first thing Song Zihao did was to ask Yanzhu to take him to the Longling market. He spent 3.9 yuan to buy 30 kilograms of salt, and spent 17 yuan to buy 10 kilograms of lard. A pound of pork, a large bucket of rapeseed oil, and a piece of blue cloth for Yanzhu's family to make clothes, plus candles, soap, children's cakes and other odds and ends, a total of eighty yuan was spent on Yanzhu's family. I was so distressed that I almost cried... I have never spent money like this since I was a child!
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them couldn't carry it, Song Zihao might have bought more.
Yanzhu's family was originally very kind, and with Song Zihao's generous help, they seemed to have become a family.
When Song Zihao was almost a month old, he asked to leave, and the family sincerely tried to persuade him to stay. Song Zihao felt that it would not look good if he went out with a scar, so he stayed again.
Of course, every half month, Yanzhu will take him to the market, and he will buy a lot of things every time...
(6)
The village has no name, and there are very few people in the village. Almost everyone I know Song Zihao because we all went to Yanzhu’s house to eat the meat he bought!
Once, Yanzhu's wife brought home the only unmarried girl in the village to let him know her, which made Song Zihao dumbfounded...
Just refuse it... I'm afraid of embarrassment, so just accept it. "Eh ! Dare not look directly..."
In desperation, he could only explain with gestures to Yanzhu's wife, but it seemed that he didn't understand the meaning. It was originally an OK gesture, but the other party understood it as-he has three wives!
What’s even more incredible is that Yanzhu’s wife was embarrassed for half a minute and actually said that there were already three of them anyway, so there was no shortage of one more!
In fact, Song Zihao only understood half of it right. It was not until later that he understood what Yanzhu's wife meant: It doesn't matter if they don't get married, but I hope he can take the little sister out of that mountain!
Three months later, Song Zihao, who had fully recovered, finally made up his mind to leave here!
Because he didn’t want to live in this kind of place for the rest of his life, even though the people here were so kind and simple...
In the early morning, he secretly put ten ten-yuan RMB notes under his pillow. Under the watchful eyes of the whole village, he and Yanzhu We went down the mountain together...
Song Zihao didn't notice that the little sister had already cried into tears...
