green grass on the stream

Feeling a little cold, Qi Yanfan woke up and found that the fire in the stove had been extinguished, leaving some charcoal still glowing red.

The room was dark, and I didn't know what time it was.Qi Yanfan stretched his neck aching from sleeping, got up and opened the door to look outside.

It was broad daylight, but the sun had not yet risen.The color of the eastern sky was pink and blue, with a faint golden light shining through the clouds.

Qi Yanfan rubbed his eyes, and put on another piece of clothes from his bag. The morning in the mountains was still very cold.

After boiling the water, he still ate the pancakes for breakfast. Qi Yanfan began to seriously think about his livelihood: After eating two pancakes, he would probably be gone. The bedding for sleeping is also a problem. I don't know where there are people... Alas, there are many problems.

He first sorted out the pile of agricultural tools in the corner, such as poles, iron rakes, hoes, sickles... If there is a field, there will be no shortage of workmen.He picked up the sickle and walked out of the house, intending to tidy up the withered grass in the open space in front of the house, and use it to make a bed after drying it.

Rather than mowing the grass, it is more like pulling the grass. The experience of using a scythe for the first time in life is really not very good.Qi Yanfan blew on his sore hands that were strangled by the grass, and dried all the cut grass under the eaves. He wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.He's like a little squirrel, it's nice to be able to stockpile something for his current state of poverty.

Then it's time to tackle the biggest problem - eating.

Although the fields are green and yellow at this time, Qi Yanfan still wants to go out to try his luck. The wild fruits left over from the winter and the newly grown wild vegetables are also worth looking forward to.Not even a complete basket could be found in the room, so Qi Yanfan had no choice but to wrap up his bundle and go out.Alas, there are so many missing things.

The trend is downhill in front of the house, and uphill behind the house.Qi Yanfan didn't dare to take any risks either. He had heard that there would be wild boars in the undeveloped mountains, and it would be extremely dangerous to encounter them. Now there might be tigers in the mountains.He chose to walk down the mountain. If he could go down the mountain, he might still meet someone.

This mountain hut must have been visited by no one for a long time, and the way down the mountain has long been occupied by plants and cannot be recognized.Qi Yanfan tapped and beat with a stick, and found out some tricks.No tall trees have grown yet, only some low plants and weeds are probably used to be places for people to walk.Most of the surrounding trees are bare, and there are not many evergreen plants. Qi Yanfan speculates that this place is probably in a relatively northern area.

Along the way, there were many weeds growing close to the ground, all of which were tender and green, but Qi Yanfan only knew two kinds of wild vegetables, shepherd's purse and Malantou.In this early spring, the shepherd's purse has not yet bloomed, so the recognition is even lower.He bent down and dug for a long time, his eyes were dazzled by staring at it. When he closed his eyes, there were swirling shepherd's purse shadows in front of his eyes.

Qi Yanfan was startled when his feet were stabbed unexpectedly, it turned out to be several chestnuts that had opened their shells.Qi Yanfan was overjoyed by this, he tapped it a few times with a wooden stick, and the chestnut fell out of the piercing hard shell.He packed all the wild vegetables and chestnuts into the bag with one brain.

He looked up and saw a small tree with fallen leaves. He didn't know if the chestnuts grew from it.Chestnuts are much more filling than wild vegetables. He guessed that this must be a chestnut tree, so he started searching around the tree, and he found a lot of chestnuts.Peel off the shell, there are two big handfuls so much.

The food for the two days was settled a bit, Qi Yanfan reckoned that it should be afternoon now, so he thought about going back home, he still had to boil water to eat, he had better take a shower, time was running out, everything was dark after dark Can't do it.

He carried the pack on his back, and looked for the way he had come, preparing to go up the mountain, picking up some completely dry firewood as he walked and going back.The dry wood in his hand was scratching a bit in the way. After walking a few steps, he tripped over a cane and fell over due to an unsteady center of gravity.

"Hmm..." Qi Yanfan couldn't help humming a few times, his hands were scratched by dead branches, and his elbows rubbed against the ground. The skin wasn't broken, but it still hurt hot.

He got up slowly, rubbed his arms, and was a little happy that he had rough skin and thick flesh.Looking at the vines under my feet, I pulled a few of these "culprits" as if to vent my anger.With a pull, a finger-thick sweet potato was pulled out from the rattan.

Qi Yanfan was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately dug along the vines. He only brought a scythe, which was not very handy, but he also dug up four or five sweet potatoes, large and small. The largest one had two fingers. Close together so thick.

He packed the sweet potatoes and carefully covered the soil to mark them. Tomorrow's task is to continue digging the sweet potatoes.

The mountain was quiet, with occasional birds chirping, Qi Yanfan concentrated on remembering the way, and suddenly he was startled by the scene in front of him.

There is a person lying on the ground a few steps ahead, on the way he came!

Qi Yanfan looked around, but the surroundings were still quiet.But his heart was thumping and beating uncontrollably. A person appeared out of thin air in the deep mountains, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Anyone who encountered such a situation would be scared to death, okay?

Qi Yanfan trembled for a long while, his feet did not dare to move forward half a step.He bite the bullet and shouted: "Hey, who are you, are you okay?"

The other party remained motionless, and Qi Yanfan was sweating profusely.Seeing that the sun had already set in the west, he wanted to take a detour back, but when he thought of such a person lying not far outside the house, he panicked again.He gave himself a few more minutes of mental training, muttering "It must be alive, it must be alive...", he moved forward a little, and gently stabbed the man with the stick in his hand. few times.

The man moved with the stick and let out a slight squeak: "Um..."

Still alive, Qi Yanfan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward hesitantly.I saw that it was a handsome man, even if he frowned tightly, he couldn't hide his heroic spirit.Qi Yanfan's little heart started beating again, he stretched out his hand and pushed the man's shoulder, and asked, "Are you awake?"

There was no response from the other party.

Qi Yanfan had no choice but to throw the firewood aside as if resigned to his fate, tied the burden to his chest, gritted his teeth, and pulled the man up and bent over his back.The man was tall, and compared to Qi Yanfan's small stature, he really couldn't see it. He walked forward with difficulty, and the man's feet were still dragging on the ground, but there was no other way.

Qi Yanfan thought to himself: For the sake of your handsome face, I'll be tired this time, it's really dead.

Hearing that the dead are much heavier, Qi Yanfan's heart skipped a beat, the man's hands under his hands were still warm, he could only pray silently in his heart, don't get cold!

After a lot of effort, I finally reached the door of my own house.Qi Yanfan carefully placed the man on the open space in front of the house.I stretched my arms a few times, scooped some cool water from the kitchen and took a few sips to calm myself down.Then he brought the bowl to the man's mouth, imitating the scene of pouring medicine in the TV series, squeezed his mouth open and poured a few sips of water, watching the man's throat move up and down to swallow, Qi Yanfan heaved a sigh of relief.

"Lie down obediently, I'll make the bed first."

Qi Yanfan seized the time to carry the warm dry grass into the house and spread it evenly on the bed, then carried the man in and placed him on top, and covered his only broken mattress.

Qi Yanfan went to light the fire non-stop again. He first buried the cleaned sweet potatoes in the ashes beside him. After the water boiled, he put a handful of cleaned wild vegetables into the boiling water. After a while, the water and wild vegetables rolled together. The leaves become brighter green.

Qi Yanfan took a sip, and it was bland and tasteless, with an expected grassy smell.He shook his head, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and it's good to have a hot mouth.After taking a sip of hot soup, the tiredness from the day disappeared without a trace, and the whole person became relaxed.

After he finished drinking himself, he scooped up a bowl of wild vegetable soup and brought it to the person lying on the bed.

He helped him up against the wall, blew the soup to cool, and said to himself: "You don't know what it looks like when you wake up, don't be a white-eyed wolf, thanks to the fact that I'm feeding you mouthful now." .”

Qi Yanfan pried open the man's mouth with ease and took a mouthful of soup. Looking at his frowning face up close, he couldn't help but think: He looks really good-looking, don't die.

He looked down at the green bowl of water in his hand, he probably starved to death before he woke up.Qi Yanfan sighed, went to the stove and pulled out a baked sweet potato that was already ripe, and gently opened it. The golden sweet potato flesh gave off a tantalizing aroma. He swallowed, and finally broke the sweet potato into pieces and mixed it into In the soup, he fed it to the man.

At night, Qi Yanfan plugged the ventilated brick seams, wiped the man's face and hands with hot water, tucked in the corners of the quilt, thinking that he had done everything he could, and that he was being benevolent, so don't scare him tomorrow.

He piled all the remaining hay on the stove mouth, and settled in the stove mouth overnight like last night.

Alas, I really went back and forth again and again, today I don't even have a quilt, Qi Yanfan thought as he nestled in the haystack.Although the man on the bed was wearing a gray-black cloth shirt, it felt much better to the touch than the clothes he was wearing. Even a modern person like him felt that the cloth was well made.This person's status is estimated to be either rich or noble. I don't know if it has anything to do with the original body. It would be great if he could be a partner...

After thinking about it messily, Qi Yanfan fell into a dark and sweet dream.