I have a cub that escapes the boss

"It was Chinese New Year at that time. On New Year's Eve, my man came back and left the next day. I know that he has a 'family' outside, and the women in that family are better than me and can manage In the past few years, he always asked his mother if he wanted to take her down the mountain to enjoy the blessings. Mom said that her lifeblood was on the mountain, and if she went down, she would not be able to survive a winter."

Aunt Fang seemed to be caught in some long memory.

She is still very weak.Still in pain, Fang Min asked the old Chinese doctor just now, saying that he had painkillers, which were originally used during menstruation, can Aunt Fang use them now?The old Chinese doctor nodded, but added that Aunt Fang was injured like that, and taking medicine might not help.

But right now, Ji Hanchuan felt that, given Aunt Fang's physical condition, she was pretty good at talking so much.

He thought: maybe because this paragraph is an important plot, so I have to finish it no matter what?

Turning his mind to this, Ji Hanchuan was a little amused by himself.He stood on the edge of the kang, with his head sideways, the light shone on the contours of his cheeks, outlining a strange beauty.It's just that Aunt Fang didn't pay attention.

She is over 50 years old, and now she is focused on the past. Looking back on the past, she can still hear the resentment towards her husband in her voice, as if to say: You have a family outside, but I also have other men.

Aunt Fang: "Mom told me, it's weird. Her son doesn't believe in her spells. Let me tell you, Guoqiang is just used to being in the world of flowers and flowers under the mountain, and doesn't like us mountain people... Later, he didn't even bother to come back during the Chinese New Year, and he didn't want to put on a show, as if his mother didn't have him as a son."

Aunt Fang actually has no friends in the village.Others, women of the same age like to get together and talk about things, but the topic is always inseparable from the son or even the grandson.Aunt Fang was out of tune with them.

Aunt Fang: "That winter, the snow was so heavy. I didn't believe it at first when I heard what my mother said. It was so cold, a little baby must not be frozen to death on the mountain? But what my mother said was always right."

Speaking of this, she was a little melancholy, and her thoughts suddenly turned back to a few hours ago, when she and her mother-in-law fought on this kang.To be precise, it was Aunt Fang who beat Po Lan unilaterally.

But when she found out that her daughter was still there, and Lan Po was a key figure in the Mountain God Festival, Aunt Fang lost her temper.Emotions come and go quickly.Of course, whether Lan Po has any resentment in her heart is not something that Aunt Fang will consider.

She said: "I got up early that day. Mom said I want red clothes, but I haven't bought clothes for several years. For this, I went out to catch a market. It's also a coincidence. When I went up the mountain, it started to snow again. I thought, if this doesn’t work, I should speed up my pace. Students, you don’t know. On our mountain, although no one has seen tigers for several years, there are indeed wolves. When I was young, Neighbors’ children were taken away by wolves. A few years ago, a doll was lost in the village, and it was probably killed by wolves.” Regarding this matter, there are different opinions in the village. Some people think that the doll fell off the cliff, while others With Aunt Fang's opinion.It's just because of the overall atmosphere. At that time, no one mentioned "ghost intestines".

Ji Hanchuan said: "It may also be the same as this time, getting lost in the 'ghost intestines'."

Aunt Fang's eyelids twitched, "... also."

She diverged her thoughts: she was really hungry when she came to "Shan", and there was no sporadic human flesh stuck between her teeth throughout the year.A few years ago, it was very difficult to catch a doll to have a tooth-fighting festival, and barely endured it for a few years.Up to now, I'm hungry again.

Ji Hanchuan was a little curious, and asked, "Why didn't anyone mention it at the time?"

Aunt Fang sighed, "'Shan' wants to eat people, so we can't just eat one. Besides, if it weren't for Juan'er, Gao Xing...everyone went crazy together, do you think everyone believes in 'Shan Gui'?"

After all, it is the 21st century, and everyone usually likes to use Douyin when they go up and down the mountain.Although more or less taboo, materialistic education has also played a role. Many people in the village have attended elementary school.

It was just that what happened this time was so terrifying that the old legend that had been silent for many years revived in the hearts of the villagers.

Ji Hanchuan understood, and said politely, "Go ahead."

Being interrupted by him like this, Aunt Fang kind of forgot what she wanted to say.She paused for a moment before picking up: "...I walked and counted all the way. In that kind of weather, the leaves were all gone, and I was afraid that I would miss the walnut tree! But as I walked, do you think it's strange? I suddenly I heard a baby crying! I was confused at first, but when the sound came, I was shocked, and I looked to the side, and it happened to be a walnut tree."

Aunt Fang: "Since then, I have been thinking that it seems that this doll and I are really destined. At that time, I was still thinking about it, and I didn't know how my mother calculated it. I knew that someone would lose my child that day. I saw Before Juan'er, she almost thought that it was probably a girl, maybe she had a little problem with her arms and legs. But then I really saw Juan'er and checked it out. Do you think it's strange? This doll is in the snow , I was wrapped in a few dirty old clothes made of Baijia clothes. I looked cold, but she was not cold, and she waved to me with a smile. When I touched it, I felt that the little doll was quite energetic. There is nothing wrong with it, and it seems to be able to feed. So I hugged Juan'er and went down the mountain like this. Student girl, how can you say that people are so bad? You can speak out if you don't want to raise a girl. Juan'er is healthy and healthy. She's not sick. Someone like her must be willing to take her away and raise her. But throwing the baby on the mountain like this is the idea of ​​freezing Juan'er to death!"

As she spoke, Aunt Fang's emotions suddenly became agitated.She covered her mouth and coughed for a while. Seeing her like this, Ji Hanchuan worried that she would cough up the stitches on the wound.

Ji Hanchuan said dryly, "Aunt Fang, calm down."

Aunt Fang was melancholy, her eyes turned around Ji Hanchuan, she couldn't help thinking: Is Juan'er here now?

Her tone suddenly became dark, and she said: "I was angry for a long time. But then one day, I dreamed of picking up Juan'er."

The snow was heavy, but Cheng Juan nestled in the swaddling clothes well, her body was clean, only a little snowflakes fell on the swaddling clothes.

After checking the little girl's arms and legs, Aunt Fang put her in her arms and walked down the mountain.

All the way down the mountain, she looked for her own footprints.Not long after, new snow fell.But the old snow was too thick and the footprints were deep.Aunt Fang remembered that it was very cold that day, and her feet were as cold as ghosts.As she walked, she hugged the baby girl in her arms as much as possible, for fear of freezing the little one.

But Cheng Juan is very lively.When she was a baby, she was curious about everything.Take it to Jianshu's house, and you can sit in front of the TV all day long.Such a small doll, I don't know what to understand.The others teased her, the people from the mountains, just to tease crying children.Cheng Juan listened, holding her mouth to cry, those people were happy, and told Aunt Fang that Juan'er was smart, she could understand a lot of words at such a young age, and she could read in the future.

Later, the little guy grew up, but he was not as active as he was when he was a child, and became a shy girl.Just get good grades and work hard.Those people who used to make Cheng Juan cry came again, proud of what they said at the beginning.

Aunt Fang murmured, "My footprints are so long. But—"

But when she saw Juan'er, the girl's side was clean.Not to mention footprints, even Cheng Juan's swaddling clothes didn't leave any traces in the snow at all.

Later, Aunt Fang thought again, from the time she saw her daughter to the time she was carried back, Cheng Juan was always smiling.That voice was "giggling", my feet were cold, my hands were cold and my face was even colder, snow fell on my eyelashes, but hearing my daughter laugh, my heart felt sour.

So, where did the crying that I heard before come from?

These thoughts crossed Aunt Fang's mind several times.She vaguely realized that maybe she was thinking about it at first, and that Juan'er was not an abandoned baby who was thrown into the mountains because no one wanted her.But these seem to have nothing to do with her.In any case, Cheng Juan is her daughter.

Right now, Aunt Fang told Ji Hanchuan these things.

She hesitated and said, "It's weird too. I could feel something was wrong in my dream. Why didn't I find this when I picked up Juan'er at that time."

Ji Hanchuan didn't answer.

He thought for a while and asked, "Is Cheng Juan's baby still there?"

Aunt Fang was taken aback.

She thought for a moment, then replied: "I remember it clearly. At that time, I was still thinking about whether I could find some small note to see when Juan'er's birthday was. But I couldn't find anything. Later, I gave Juan'er When I got my household registration, I chose the day I found Juan'er... swaddling baby..."

She squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, "It should be put away together with Juan'er's childhood clothes, upstairs in the warehouse."

Aunt Fang pursed her lips, and there was a little more flinching in her expression that she didn't even notice.

Ji Hanchuan looked at her and nodded.

A moment later, he was standing on the second floor.I've been here once before, but I only took lanterns.Going deeper now, there is a thick layer of dust under your feet.After finding the box that Aunt Fang said was for putting clothes, Ji Hanchuan touched the lock on the box.The dust was too big, and he couldn't help sneezing when it rose up.

Ji Hanchuan felt a little pitiful.

Aunt Fang said she couldn't remember where the keys were placed.But Ji Hanchuan can pick the lock himself.

If you encounter a new type of electronic lock, it may be a little troublesome.But right now, as he bites his phone, the light shines through.Ji Hanchuan found the keyhole and poked it with the wire.

With a "click", the lock opened.

There is also a thin layer of dust in it.Ji Hanchuan rummaged for a while, and found the only one that was inconsistent among a pile of old, but clean, and tidy little clothes.

As Aunt Fang said, it was a Baijia garment.

Ji Hanchuan touched it with his hand.The fabric is dry and hard, with some dark spots on it.According to Aunt Fang, Cheng Juan was wrapped in this dress, appeared in the snow, and was discovered by her.

Ji Hanchuan was slightly speechless.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be asking Cheng Juan beside him: "...you didn't pick this thing from the dead and put it together casually, did you?" ?

As long as Aunt Fang is not blind, she can find something wrong.

But Aunt Fang not only didn't notice.Even some of the details afterwards were repeated in the dream.When I wake up, it gradually fades away and cannot leave a deep impression.