dumb ashamed

I don't know how the child dragged me to such a sheltered place with a broken leg and set me on fire.I felt a little ashamed when I saw his inconvenient legs and feet. When my father rescued me, he took such good care of me. Unlike me now, it is not easy to save anyone.

I pulled the child to sit him down, took a wooden stick and wrote on the ground: I will go out to the mountain tomorrow to heal my injuries.

The child turned to look at me for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

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The child smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, just listen to you."

I pointed to the opposite side, and made a sleeping position towards him. The child got up and said, "Okay, you can sleep for a while too. There is still a while before dawn."

nod.

11 years ago, I came back from the city and sat in the mountains overnight. It was really different. The starry sky was clear and the air was fresh. I thought I might not be able to find my parents. I came to this inexplicable world together, and how to find where I got.

I thought a lot that night, and felt that I had grown up all at once. Memories, daydreams, hesitation, and more fear, I was afraid of this world where human life is cheap.I also thought of the hero in many works, but I know I can't do it, I don't have that kind of domineering.

When my father found me the next day, I was already in a coma with a high fever. I was originally a seriously injured person, but now I was blown by the mountain wind all night, so it's no wonder I didn't fall ill.Dad had no choice but to call the shopkeeper for help.After I woke up again, I honestly drank the medicine and changed the medicine. Occasionally, I was afraid of pain, but I would not give up the treatment, because I was afraid that my willfulness would kill me in this era of backward medical care.

My father and the shopkeeper helped me find out if anyone else had fallen, but there was no news.I learned herbal medicine and writing from my father, collected herbs with him, went to the city from time to time to sell to shopkeepers, and occasionally came back from the city to buy something. Until my father passed away three years ago, everything became Myself.The shopkeeper didn't ask me to collect medicines to make a living. At most, he asked me to go to the south to find medicines. It was all because I raised an extra son in the mountains.

I just lived in the mountains for 11 years, and that place is not just my home.

In such a situation, all I can think of is to ask the shopkeeper for help.And this quilt also needs to be changed ==, it is so dirty that it is still covered, and I can no longer look directly at it.

Opening your eyes in the early morning in the mountains has a kind of pleasure that is not found in other places. Birds singing among flowers, insects singing on the ground, the scene is very beautiful when you think about it.Not to mention the smell of stewed meat. When I woke up, the child was already meditating, and there was a pot on the campfire next to it. The child probably found it in the ruins. Bird soup?It looks great, but the taste is very average. It seems that Zhi Guan Tian Tian may not be able to cook XD.

I took out a bird's leg with chopsticks, and just as I was about to eat it, a child slapped me on the shoulder, scaring me off.

I glared at him, and the child sitting across from him wondered, "Eat quickly, what are you looking at me for?"

"We're going out of the mountain today, we haven't prepared dry food, we may be hungry for a whole day."

The child's words became a prophecy, and when the two of us arrived at the gate of the city, it was going to be dark, and I was about to die, and Nima wouldn't let us in!Isn't it just smeared with thorn bushes, and the clothes are a little bit torn and there is blood.

I'm going crazy, I want to take a bath, I want to eat, I want to sleep!When the guard wanted to catch us, he wanted to bite him. The kid dragged me to make up a shitty story about visiting relatives and being robbed, and then it passed smoothly.Fuck!Guard, your IQ is in a hurry, can't you see such an obvious perfunctory? !

Fuzhitang was already closed, and I was so tired _(:з)∠)_, I threw myself on the door and slid down slowly.The child supported me with one hand, and said, "Be strong, is it called Mencheng now?" I shook my head, and scribbled in the air: the back door.He persuaded: "It's coming soon, just hold on."

I was so kind and couldn't bear to let him support someone with a wounded leg, so I took him to the back street and smashed the door.Probably because I smashed too much, the child couldn't bear it and stopped me from tapping very politely.

Finally, the shopkeeper's voice came from the door: "It's about this time, who is it?"

The child glanced at me and replied, "Xu Qing."

"..." I obviously felt the shopkeeper hesitate, "Your voice is wrong."

The child just laughed: "Xu Qing is next to me, his voice is still not healed, something happened in the mountains, he came here for help."

As soon as the door came, the shopkeeper poked his head out and asked anxiously, "What's the matter, Xiaoqing?"

Me: QAQ.

The shopkeeper stood up and looked at me up and down: "How did you make yourself like this? Is there any injury on your body? Come in first. Hey, who is this?" The shopkeeper realized that the child was here, and turned slightly Get in front of me.

The child cupped his hands: "Under Xia Yunzhang, I fell off the cliff and was rescued by Mr. Xu."

The shopkeeper turned his head and said to the child after getting my affirmation: "Excuse me, please." After speaking, he half dragged me into the yard, and the child followed us and closed the door.

"Take a bath first and rest for one night. Let's talk about tomorrow if you have anything to do." The shopkeeper was very considerate and called Uncle Zhao to help us boil water and prepare some snacks.

I drank two sips of water and leaned back on the chair to fall asleep. The child simply told the shopkeeper what happened in the past two days. Standing up with squinted eyes, the shopkeeper disliked me: "What do you look like? Go to sleep after washing in a while. I will ask Lao Zhao to treat Mr. Xia's wound. You don't have to worry."

I smiled and nodded, waved goodbye to the child, and followed Uncle Zhao all the way into the room. The bathtub and clothes were ready, and there was a plate of snacks on the table. Uncle Zhao is so capable, I must praise him!

In the end, I don’t even know how I crawled out of the bathtub and onto the bed. I slept very comfortably, and when I woke up, my body was a little sore, and the wound on my finger had been bandaged again. Laughed.

I live in this room from Qianjin City. I was lazy and didn’t want to move, so I just stretched out my hand and gently pulled the line beside the bed. There were bells in several places on the other end of the line. hung up.After a while, Uncle Zhao knocked on the door: "Master Xu, it's already a quarter of an hour. The master is in the front hall. That Mr. Xia had breakfast last night and is now in the room. Do you want me to prepare some porridge for you first?" .”

I changed the rope and pulled it three times, which means "OK, thank you".Uncle Zhao agreed to leave, I dawdled for a while and got up slowly, I wanted to ask Uncle Zhao something.

Sure enough, Uncle Zhao knew what I wanted, and was waiting for me at the dining table, chatting and eating with me.The breakfast is very simple: white porridge with pickles, the pickles are crisp and delicious, but strange herbs are added to the porridge, which is slightly bitter.

After eating, I pushed the dishes aside, took the carbon stick prepared by Uncle Zhao and wrote on the wooden board: how was the shopkeeper last night.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao patted me, and said helplessly, "Young master also knows? The master sat in the yard all night and drank half a pot of wine."

I felt a little gloomy, sighed, and wrote again: I don't want the shopkeeper to live like this for the rest of my life, my father is gone, whether it's a man or a woman, I want the shopkeeper to find someone who can accompany him.He and his father were unhappy for half their lives, and I don't want the shopkeeper to be like this for the rest of his life.

Uncle Zhao also sighed: "I also persuaded the master, but the two of them have known each other since they were young, so it's not so easy."

The shopkeeper and his father are brothers. They grew up together and had a friendship with each other. They secretly got together without telling the old shopkeeper back then. They had a very happy time, but unfortunately the old shopkeeper still found out.Uncle Zhao did not elaborate on what happened during that time, but I know it must be very tragic.The old shopkeeper became bedridden due to anger, and when he was dying, he clutched the shopkeeper's hand, crying: "Pei Zhi, I beg you, break this bad relationship and find a woman to start a family." At that time, the young old shopkeeper Father knelt down in the hall, the shopkeeper responded with tears in his eyes, but the old shopkeeper passed away happily.The two felt extremely guilty, and since then, the two places have been separated.

My father built new trees and stones in the mountains not far away, and collected medicines for his livelihood. He lived there for more than ten years until he rescued me.The two of them treat me like a child, and the ice melts between you and me.The father passed away three years ago, and the shopkeeper never shed a tear, but he never went into the mountains again.Uncle Zhao said that it was an escape, and the shopkeeper thought that his father was still leisurely and recklessly in the mountains.

I accompanied Uncle Zhao to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, cleaned the yard and sorted out the dried herbs.The child didn't leave the room for a long time. Uncle Zhao said that the shopkeeper changed his medicine, and this environment is still suitable for people to recuperate from injuries.

After two laps, there was nothing I could do to help, so I reluctantly went to the front hall.The shopkeeper was writing a prescription and handing it to the patient. When he saw me coming in, he smiled: "Finally woke up, I thought you were going to sleep until noon."

The shopkeeper's eyes were bloodshot, his face was haggard, and he smiled weakly. Sure enough, he didn't sleep well last night.He happened to be free, so I went to wash a handkerchief, put it over his eyes, and gently massaged him.The shopkeeper has a good appearance, always smiling, and looks gentle and elegant.Dad is different, he is rough and sloppy, he only shaves and washes his hair when he goes to the city.

The shopkeeper let me give him a massage, and he muttered: "I think Mr. Xia's manner of speaking is not like ordinary people. Since you saved him by accident, you should have less contact with him in the future. Although the house in the mountain was caused by his disaster, it was not his fault." For the sake of it, don't be resentful."

I thought so too, and I patted him on the shoulder to show that I understood. "You probably think the same way. I guess you don't want to have anything to do with others. You... forget it." The shopkeeper pressed my hand and took off the handkerchief, "Okay, I know you don't want to I would like to stay in the front hall, I am not busy here, you go back and help Lao Zhao grind the few medicines collected a few days ago, I remember it is a medicine grinding trough with cobblestones, "

I went to wash the handkerchief and brought it to the shopkeeper, said goodbye and went back to the inner courtyard. When I turned around, I heard the shopkeeper sigh.