Red apricots make spring

Chapter 62
I didn't pay attention yesterday, but I paid attention today. Sure enough, I saw many victims walking with difficulty along the way. Some were alone, and some were in groups.Ruan didn't know where they were going, maybe they didn't know themselves, they just wanted to find a place where they could beg for food, so they wouldn't starve to death, thank God.

"There are so many disaster victims!" Wen Gang recited the ninety-nine multiplication formula in his mouth, and from time to time he looked out of the window to compare the disaster victims. He suddenly felt that he was very happy. Wearing warm clothing, her body gradually recovered, and her face was somewhat tinged with blood.He secretly vowed in his heart that he must study hard, so that in the future, his mother and sister will enjoy the blessings, and they will no longer have to work day and night to make a living.

Wen Rou didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but just let out a soft "hmm", put down the curtain of the car, and began to think about what kind of money-making business he could do after entering the capital.She didn't want to sell the fried stinky tofu anymore, and she moved away from Yuanchang City just to disappear, she didn't want to reveal the truth to herself.

While she was thinking, the coachman suddenly yelled from outside the car, and then the car stopped, and the coachman opened the curtain and said inwardly: "Let's make a stop here at noon! Buy more food, there will be no villages tonight." Let's rest, we have to live in a ruined temple."

"Broken temple?" Rourou frowned slightly, probably because she had read too many martial arts novels before, and when she heard the word "broken temple", she felt uncomfortable, and was always afraid that something unpredictable would happen, so she hurriedly said: "Don't be too tight Hurry up, or find a place to rest earlier?"

The coachman shook his head and said: "Here is just a dilapidated tea house, you can buy some food, and then go on, within sixty miles, there is only an abandoned dilapidated temple on the way, so you have to hurry, otherwise you will have to go Sleeping out."

Sleeping rough!This is impossible. Although it is spring now, the weather is getting warmer and colder. It is still very cold when the wind blows at night. Uncomfortable, better than camping.Rourou had no choice but to accept the driver's suggestion, get out of the car for a quick ride, and bought some more food to take on the road.

When the sky was getting dark, they finally arrived at the ruined temple that the coachman mentioned, but at this time there were already six or seven people gathered in the ruined temple. Judging by the attire, except for the two men who looked like scholars, the rest of them looked like disaster victims.

"Just one night." The driver said as he unloaded the cart from the mule.

Gentle stepped into the temple gate, ignored the inexplicable gazes looking at her, scanned around, found a sheltered space behind the temple gate, and spread the oilcloth the driver gave her on the ground.Wen Gang followed her in, hugged two quilts, and prepared to put Gai Gai on his body at night to keep out the cold, while Xiao Huan and Mama Wen were holding dried lotus leaves to eat together, and there was also a pot to slow down. Walked in slowly.

Rourou saw that pot, and felt funny. Mama Wen is really good at living. When she moved, she was reluctant to lose everything. If it wasn't for the car that couldn't fit so many things, she might even move all her belongings to the car, but It's not bad to have such a pot right now, go out to gather some firewood, find some water, and boil hot water for drinking.

"Uncle, is there any water source near here?" Gentle probe asked the coachman who was still taking care of the mules outside the temple.

"Yes, there is a well behind this temple." The coachman raised his head and pointed in the direction.

"Gang'er, come with me to gather some firewood." Although it's not completely dark yet, in this wilderness, it's better to have someone to accompany you.Wen Rou said, and asked Mother Wen to bring a pot of water, and wait for her to pick up firewood and come back later to boil the water.

She and Wen Gang went together to a small forest not far away, but in the past two days, it has been raining frequently, and most of the fallen leaves and dead branches on the edge of the forest are wet, and there is no way to make a fire, so the two had to After walking to the depths of the forest for a while, I found some dry firewood that was a little dry.

"Shusha——shasha——" came a small voice from the woods.

"Sister, what's that sound?" Wen Gang stopped collecting firewood and turned his ears.

"Probably hares and weasels or something." Rourou was a little surprised when she heard the voice at first, and urged Wen Gang, "Hurry up and pick up the firewood and go back."

"Why does it sound like digging?" Wen Gang was curious.

"Don't worry about so much, gather firewood!" Rourou knew the truth that curiosity killed the cat, she didn't plan to take a look at it at all, whether the sound was a hare running on fallen leaves or someone was digging, she just wanted to hurry up Pick up enough firewood and go back to the fire.But Wen Gang was still young, and his curiosity was strong. While Wenrou was bending over to pick up firewood, he said, "I'll go and see." He ran towards the source of the sound, so quickly that Wenrou didn't have time to stop him, I had to follow closely.

Running into the forest, under the dim light, Rourou saw a man kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, digging the soil with a piece of broken porcelain in his hand, and on the ground beside him lay a scrawny middle-aged man lying on his back. Man, that stiff posture—

That's dead!Wen Rou's legs and feet felt weak for a while, and she almost exclaimed, she never expected that such a weird thing would happen to her.Dusk, wilderness, ruined temple, dead people...

This is simply the usual plot in martial arts novels!However, the man who dug the soil seemed to be young and dull, he was only focused on digging the soil, he didn't even raise his head to look at them when they ran over, and he was dressed in tatters and his hair was dirty and tangled Form a group, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a martial arts master, but like a beggar.

Huh?Beggar!By the way, they were dressed like those disaster victims they saw on the road, so the dead people probably died of illness or starvation, right?Wen Wen's heartbeat finally calmed down a bit, and her legs and feet were not so soft. She stretched out her hand and tugged Wen Gang who was also stunned beside her, and motioned him to leave quietly with her, so as not to disturb the digger.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had just turned around and walked two steps away, when they heard a dull impact sound behind them, Rou Rou hurriedly looked back, but it was the digger who fell to the ground.Looking at it from this angle, I happened to be able to see the extremely pale half of the man's face. His eyes were closed tightly and his lips were chapped. Although his face was ugly, he could still be recognized gently. I'm afraid he's not much older than Wen Gang, so the dead people around him should be his relatives, right?

"Sister—" Wen Gang tugged at her sleeve and said softly, "This person seems to have passed out."

"En." Rou Rou nodded, looked at the boy again, turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go?" Wen Gang said anxiously: "Shouldn't you carry him back to the temple? If he is in this state, if he lies in the forest and freezes for another night, he will probably die!"

Wen Rou couldn't bear it in her heart, but she had a lot of scruples in her heart, so she had no choice but to say: "That's what I said, but I don't know who this person is in the wilderness, if I rescue him rashly, I will hurt myself what to do?"

Hearing what she said, Wen Gang was speechless. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence and said, "I think he looks like a disaster victim. He didn't kill the dead person, right?"

Who knows?Gently sighed, and walked away.Even if this young man is a disaster victim, there are so many disaster victims in this world, and her personal strength is limited, and she is dragged along with her family, so she can't save so many!

Wen Gang hurriedly followed, walked for a while, and then hesitated: "Is it really impossible to save?"

Asked by him like this, Rourou also hesitated in her heart, after all, it was her life, could she helplessly watch him freeze to death?but--

Forget it, anyway, after rescuing the young man, they continued on their way to the capital the next day, and since then they have nothing to do with him, so there shouldn't be any troubles.

"Let's go back to the temple first! Even if you want to save him, you have to call the uncle who drives the car for help. How can the two of us carry him?" Rourou said, holding the dry firewood in her arms tightly, and quickened her pace.

In fact, the young man was very thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. The two of them managed to lift it up, but they were still able to lift it, but there was a dead man lying beside the young man. It would be a lie to say that he was gentle and not afraid. !Let's wait until we get back to the temple and call two more people to talk about it!

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"Beloved" is over, so I can concentrate on updating "Red Apricot", but yesterday I wrote two chapters of "Beloved" in one go, "Red Apricot" has not been moved yet, and the only saved manuscript has come out, everyone asked me to slow down two days.

Starting tomorrow, "Red Apricot" will be updated every single day, and every double day will be updated only, quack, that is, double updates every other day.Wait for me to save two chapters first, and then update it every day in a few days^^
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