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Even though he had already planned to take one step at a time, but seeing the empty thatched cottage in front of him, Song Fengchen couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.
?I think that the old man struggled for decades in his previous life before pulling himself out of the quagmire. Although there was no heart-warming person around him, he still lived a leisurely life. How come he returned to before liberation in a blink of an eye.
Song Fengchen retracted his gaze from the pothole-sized hole in the roof, sighed, picked up the moldy quilt resignedly, and walked out.
Take your time, with his current weak body, he doesn't even think about repairing the roof, it's better to take advantage of the sun outside to wash the quilt and clothes in the sun.
There is no well in Yuexi Village, and all domestic water is taken from the big river outside the village. Song Fengchen walked all the way and met many villagers, but no one spoke to him, and they all stayed away from him as if they had seen a ghost.
Song Fengchen found a fairly spacious place to put his things down, and then climbed to the foot of the mountain to pick up a bunch of dead branches and came back. There are matches at home, but they must have been unused for a long time. The box is moldy, and it took half a box to light one.
After a fire was lit, Song Fengchen took apart the quilt, took out the quilt core and put it on the fire to bake, and threw all the quilt cover into the water.
There is no soap and washing powder, so I can only beat the clothes with a wooden stick I picked up at random. The family that took the predecessor and sent it back at the beginning only promised to give him a ration, and nothing else. These bedding and clothes were forced back from the family by the predecessor.
Two hours after finishing all this, Song Fengchen sat slumped on the ground, his face pale. He touched and sang the empty city plan's belly, his eyes fell on the clear and waveless river, thoughtful.
At sunset, when Xu Shujian got off work and rushed to the river, this was the scene she saw¡ª¡ª
Song Fengchen was lying on a big rock by the river, with his limbs spread out, and a broken straw hat covering his face. On the right hand side stood a bamboo pole, with a thin thread attached to the other end of the bamboo pole, which looked as if it had been removed from something, and stretched crookedly into the water, with only a small handful of leaves tied to the water entry.
Xu Shujian frowned slightly. The big river outside Yuexi Village was too fast, and there were very few fish and shrimp in the river. Right now this place is the only place where the big river flows slowly¡ªthe other larger one is occupied by the children of the village because the water level is shallower.
In the current situation, the villagers will not easily let go of anything that can be imported. It's just that older laborers have to go to the fields to work, and it is impossible to devote all their energy to the negligible production in the river. After all, work points are the ration guarantee for the whole family.
Therefore, the task of staring at the river naturally fell to the children in their teens. Generally speaking, after saving for seven or eight days, the small fish and mussels that the children catch can be made into a bowl of delicious fish soup. And this is the main source of meat for most of the people in Yuexi Village throughout the year.
Xu Shujian, an outsider, naturally did not dare to snatch food, but the seriously ill old people in his family couldn't follow him to eat wild vegetables all day long, so he could only set his sights on the current place.
Xu Shujian would go here every evening, because the water here is relatively deep, and children in the village generally don't come here, so he can gain something more or less every day.
It's just that I didn't expect that this place has been occupied today, and the other party seems to be a well-known rascal in the village. If he goes into the water at this time, he will definitely disturb the other party's fishing, and then it will cause unnecessary disputes.
Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and turned to leave.
At this moment, the leaves on the fishing line on the river trembled up and down. Seeing this scene from the corner of her eyes, Xu Shujian subconsciously wanted to remind her.
The next moment, Song Fengchen picked up the bamboo pole beside him, lifted it up vigorously, and a palm-sized crucian carp flew out of the water.
He stretched out his hand to lift off the broken straw hat on his face, and felt some genuine energy flowing in his dantian, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Recapturing the sense of aura means that his next days will be much easier.
His eyes shifted to the struggling crucian carp hanging on the hook, and a smile appeared in his eyes. This was the only thing he gained from lying here for nearly four hours. Although it was not big, it could guarantee him today There is a stutter at night, that's enough.
Song Fengchen looked behind him following the sound of his shallow breathing, and then he was taken aback.
Song Fengchen thought, this kid looks really good-looking!
He was standing there, wearing ordinary earth-gray clothes, his face was as clear as water, his eyes were warm and quiet, even if he was carrying a big old bamboo basket behind him, it was hard to hide the books all over his body.?Elegant atmosphere.
Song Fengchen nodded slightly at Xu Shujian, put away the bamboo pole, picked up the neatly stacked clean clothes with his free left hand, and turned to leave.
While walking, he dug up the part about Xu Shujian from Song San's memory.
It's just that Song San and Xu Shujian basically haven't had much contact with each other, and they don't know much about Xu Shujian. I only heard that the other party was an educated youth who was sent here last year, and was covered by someone above him, and he was very generous. A group of sick reform-through-labour prisoners were imprisoned in the "cow shed" in Yuexi Village. One of them was Xu Shujian's grandfather, and he came here to take care of his grandfather.
When Song Fengchen returned to the river to take back the rest of the bedding, the people who were still standing on the bank had already dived into the water, leaving only a bunch of clothes thrown casually on the rock where Song Fengchen had been lying on before.
Song Fengchen's gaze stayed on the white figure in the water for a short while, and then he frowned.
? Although it is said that the four seasons of Li Province are like spring, after all, it is only March, the temperature is a little high during the day, and the temperature will drop at night, so you have to lie down under the quilt.
What is Xu Shujian going into the water at this time, to catch fish?
This doesn't match up with Song San's memory of being extravagant.
As if thinking of something, Song Fengchen shook his head and sighed, he was too busy to take care of himself now, how could he manage so much.
Thinking of this, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the charcoal pile with sparks beside him¡ª¡ª
When Xu Shujian grabbed two mussels and swam ashore, the fire next to the stone was burning brightly.
Xu Shujian's face was startled, and his eyes swept over the tree branches where a bed of bedding was drying before he went into the water, but now they were empty, and he reacted immediately.
Song San?
It seemed a little different from what he had imagined.
As Xu Shujian was thinking, a gust of cool wind blew over, interrupting his thoughts in an instant.
His lips turned white, and he skillfully took out a cloth towel from the bamboo basket to dry his body, put on his clothes, and resolutely went to the fire to dry his hair, and then hurried back.
Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, there was a row of large bunks right in front of them. There were seven people living in the thatched hut of less than thirty square meters, five of whom were sick. From time to time, there was a severe coughing sound, and the smell in the room was terrible. One can imagine.
Xu Shujian didn't dare to open the door to let in the air. It was windy at night, and he was afraid that these patients would catch cold again, which would not just make things worse.
"Grandpa." Xu Shujian put down the bamboo basket on his back.
"Shu Jian is back. I gave the old man a few needles just now, and he has already fallen asleep." Zheng Dehui, the only healthy old man in the room, spoke to him.
The people living in this thatched hut are divided into two groups. The first group is Zheng Dehui and four people. They were all well-known scholars at home and abroad. They came here seven or eight years ago. Although they survived by luck, they broke down early .
The other group was Xu Shujian's grandfather and grandson and Zhao Chengyu. All three of them came to Yuexi Village last year. Xu Shujian's grandfathers, Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu, were high-ranking government officials in the past. They were implicated and brought down three years ago. The two had been serving their sentences on the collective farm before, and they were calculated to be exhausted. Thanks to their relatives, friends and old friends who tried their best to rescue them, they were sent to Yuexi Village, and finally saved their lives.
Zheng Dehui, who was limping on one foot, took the bamboo basket from Xu Shujian's hand, saw two river mussels on a pile of wild vegetables, and a flash of apology flashed in his eyes: "You exchanged this with the Chen family boy again?"
In the past, Xu Shujian was in charge of their food because he had enough money in his hands. After all, he could receive cash and various tickets from outside every now and then. At that time, Zheng Dehui could comfort himself in his heart and wait for someday to turn over Be sure to repay them well.
But the situation is different now. Zheng Dehui knows that Xu Shujian and the others have not received any letters from outside for three months.
Just from the sharp drop in the food level in the past two months, we can see how difficult Xu Shujian is now.
"It's okay." Xu Shujian said: "It's not that all the grandpas are seriously ill, and they must eat some meat to supplement their nutrition."
He didn't show it on the face, but he felt bitter in his heart.
He still has a little cash here, but it is life-saving money, and he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
As for raising the four of Zheng Dehui, it was partly because he couldn't bear to watch them die, but more importantly, Zheng Dehui was good at medicine. The five patients in the room could survive because of his superb acupuncture.
Previously, when Xu Shujian had a lot of money, Zheng Dehui treated them, and he provided them with good food and drink. The condition of these five people has improved. As a result, the letters outside were cut off, Xu Shujian was in short supply, and their illnesses recurred.
At such a juncture, the most important thing is not to cut off the hope of survival of these patients. As for other things, Xu Shujian can't think about it and dare not think about it.
He comforted himself and Zheng Dehui and others: "The days will get better. I will dig more wild vegetables every day and bring them home. It will not be a problem until May, when the buckwheat will be ripe In June, the mushrooms in the mountains will grow. Get up, with the experience of last year, I have memorized all the mushrooms that can be eaten, and I will definitely have a good harvest this year"
Listening to Xu Shujian's chatter, the hearts of everyone present slowly fell back.
Days will get better! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)? His condition recurred again.
At such a juncture, the most important thing is not to cut off the hope of survival of these patients. As for other things, Xu Shujian can't think about it and dare not think about it.
He comforted himself and Zheng Dehui and others: "The days will get better. I will dig more wild vegetables every day and bring them home. It will not be a problem until May, when the buckwheat will be ripe In June, the mushrooms in the mountains will grow. Get up, with the experience of last year, I have memorized all the mushrooms that can be eaten, and I will definitely have a good harvest this year"
Listening to Xu Shujian's chatter, the hearts of everyone present slowly fell back.
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