Red apricots make spring

Chapter 66
The young man seemed to be really a little delirious, he swung two pieces of broken porcelain in his hand and stabbed wildly in the air for a while, only to realize that he had run away.He took a step forward to chase after him, but as soon as he took a step, he felt dizzy for a while, and he wobbled and couldn't stand upright. Finally, with a sound of "pow", he spat out the little thing he had been holding in his mouth. A piece of human flesh, the whole body crashed to the ground, and passed out again.

The scorching tongue of fire "sizzled" licking the boy's spat out human flesh, and a strange smell of burnt flesh immediately filled the ruined temple.The crowd just breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this situation, they all exclaimed in unison, they all gathered around, lifted the young man up, put him on the oilcloth, and covered him with a quilt.

"He...is he okay?" Xiaohuan couldn't help worrying when he saw the boy's face was as pale as snow again.

Rourou stretched out her hand to sniff his breath, but felt a little hurried, frowned and said: "It should be because I lost my strength!"

The coachman looked at it for a while, nodded and said: "This child is not very old, his strength is limited, plus he fainted from hunger for a while before, it would be strange if he didn't faint!"

"Then what should I do? The food has been robbed again, and there is not even a little sugar left." Wen Gang rubbed his painful hair and interjected.

At this moment, Mother Wen only saw her precious son, following behind him, asking him if it hurts here and there, which made Wen Gang a little irritable, and said impatiently: "Mom, Do we have anything to eat in the car?"

"It's gone." Mother Wen lowered her head and thought for a while, "It seems that there is only a small bag of salt left."

"I'll get it." Rourou immediately answered the words, and then instructed Wen Gang: "Bring a pot of water to boil."

When the water boiled, Wen Rou scooped up the water with a bowl, and dissolved a small amount of salt in it, then found a clean handkerchief, floated it in the boiling water in the pot, took it out and wrung it dry, dipped it in light salt water, and opened the boy's handkerchief. palm, to disinfect his wound.

The salt water on the wound must be very painful. The boy groaned softly and frowned, but he still didn't wake up.Seeing that his palms were cut to pieces, Ruan took a deep breath for him.This child is really cruel enough to hurt himself like this!Presumably, he was able to force the victims away and save everyone with this ruthless breath just now.

After treating his wound, he let out a long and gentle breath, touched his forehead with his hand, and found that there was no sign of fever, so he was relieved a little, boiled another pot of water, and asked Xiaohuan to scoop up a bowl to feed him. give him.Right now it's midnight, there is really nowhere to look for food, so I can only let the boy drink some water first, to replenish the water lost in his body due to bleeding, everything will be discussed at dawn.Fortunately, those few victims were also seriously injured, and they probably won't come back again. They gently closed the temple door, and then sat down, feeling the swelling and pain at the wrists that had been pinched earlier became unbearable.

Now that everyone was safe, they all sat there thinking about their own concerns. Even the two scholars who were also robbed rekindled a fire, looked at each other and smiled wryly, silently.

Mother Wen sat beside Wen Gang, looking at this and that, remembering the thrilling scene just now, she unconsciously grabbed her son's sleeve tightly, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear in front of her.But after she got there, she was afraid of retreating, and when she thought of the money that was robbed, she felt distressed again, and couldn't help but muttered: "We didn't live in Yuanchang City very well, why bother to move? Now we can Well, all the money has been robbed, how will the days ahead be..." Thinking of the sad place, she felt sad, and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

Alas, this mother Ruhua is really made of water, her tears almost catch up with Lin Daiyu!Rourou was given a terrible headache by her crying, and it was hard to talk about her, so she had to close her eyes and take a nap, pretending that she didn't hear anything, and waited for the dawn.

After a whole night, when the sky was getting bright, Mother Wen hurriedly urged the driver to load the car, wanting to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.Seeing that the young man was still in a coma, Rou Rou couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.I accepted his life-saving grace last night, so I definitely can't leave him alone at this moment, but if I want to take him away, what about the corpse in the forest?Now that I think about it, that corpse must have something to do with this young man, whether it be a relative or a friend, the ancients paid attention to burrowing into the ground, so we must not let him expose the corpse!

She hesitated for a moment, and expressed her desire to bury the corpse.The dead are the big ones, this time even Mother Wen has no objection, and of course the others have no objection either.The coachman remembered that he had a shovel in his car, so he volunteered to dig a hole, Wen Gang insisted on following him, Wen Rou asked Mother Wen to watch the boy, and went out with Xiaohuan for a breath of fresh air. Let go of the depression in your heart.

The air in the early morning was still a bit chilly. When she came out of the temple, Wen Rou couldn't help being shivered by the cold wind, but with her sharp eyes, she suddenly saw a lot of fat and tender purslane growing beside the temple, and immediately walked up to it, full of joy. Squat down and pick it up.

"Sister, why are you picking this?" Xiaohuan was puzzled.

"This is a wild vegetable with a very good taste." He said with a gentle smile, "You should have eaten it when you were young."

"I don't remember." Ancient wild vegetables are very cheap things, they are everywhere, and no one will eat them except the poor who have no rice to cook.Xiaohuan sold herself to the Zhao Mansion with Mrs. Liu very early on. Food and clothing are not bad, so naturally she doesn't need to eat such things to wrap her belly, but when she thought of the Zhao Mansion, her complexion became somewhat gloomy, she stopped talking, and only silently helped. Gently picked the purslane.

After a while, the two of them picked a bag full of purslane, Genuan asked Xiaohuan to wash it first, and searched the vicinity for a long time, found some wild garlic, went back and rummaged around in the cart for a while , She turned over two handfuls of japonica rice, and couldn't help shouting luck!

She took the polished round-grained rice and wild garlic back to the temple, and saw that the two scholars had gone somewhere for a long time, so she ignored them, and only started to prepare the purslane that Xiaohuan had washed, scalded half of it first, and sprinkled it with water. Salt and wild garlic are mixed with a cold dish. Although the taste is a little monotonous, but the wild vegetables themselves have a fresh aroma when chewed, and the lack of seasoning is not a big problem.

Mix the cold dishes, then gently put the two handfuls of japonica rice into the boiling water pot, and slowly cook the porridge. Scooped out a bowl and fed it to the boy.

After the coachman and Wen just came back, everyone took turns to drink a bowl of thin porridge and share the cold dish mixed with purslane.Although this breakfast was pitifully small, but with some food in their stomachs, everyone felt their cold bodies warm up, and they started to get up to pack their things and leave this ruined temple.

(End of this chapter)