Chapter 243 It has never been so warm
Situations similar to the one in Ruyong Mengxiang are still happening in various villages around Beiyuan City.
In a mountain covered by wind and snow, several staggering old people were walking slowly up the mountain.
At first glance, they are all neatly dressed, covering their thin bodies completely, but if you look closely, you will find that the clothes on them are not made of good material, with many traces of sewing, threads and friction. The traces of the clothes indicate that the clothes have been worn for many years. In addition to covering the body, they are not very effective in keeping warm and resisting wind.
They looked numb and calm, knowing exactly where their goals were.
There were those who were weak and unable to walk, but they were helped by their companions to continue moving forward. Even though they were slow, they never stopped.
A sound of footsteps came from behind, but these old people who had been walking for a while and whose senses were frozen by the cold did not notice it immediately.
Until the people behind finally caught up with them, they shouted loudly: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"
The old people looked back blankly, and the man had already rushed to them and held them. One person's wrist held the old man's frozen hand tightly in his own young and warm palm.
“Grandpa!”
The skinny old man, who was called grandpa by the young man, trembled his lips, "Xiangzi, what's wrong with you, why are you here?"
Xiangzi's tears rolled down his cheeks, but they were wiped away by him before they fell, and he said angrily: "Why don't I come? At once I will never see my grandpa again. I said, I can afford to live well, but why don’t you listen, grandpa?”
Grandpa did not speak, his eyes were filled with resignation under his thick folded eyelids. The peace of returning to dust.
You can’t afford it, you can’t live with it.
Those old people who have lived to this age can feel that there will be a cold wave coming this year.
When the weather is freezing, the food at home and the firewood and clothing to keep warm will definitely not be enough.
The bones in their old bodies need more calories.
Instead of wasting resources on their old bones, it is better to leave them to the children and give them more hope of living.
This is what the elderly in the village always do when they encounter cold snaps.
There is a natural cave on the top of their mountain. It is well hidden and will not be visited by wild beasts. It is called the Everlasting Sleep Cave by the elders in the village. Every year, some elderly people who find it difficult to survive will go to the Changmian Cave and sleep peacefully in the cave.
This time, Grandpa Xiangzi and the other old people around him went to Changmian Point together.
They didn't wear any good clothes, just enough to cover their bodies. They walked together peacefully and peacefully. Because someone accompanied them on their way to sleep, and their sleep also gave future generations hope of Changchun.
"Xiangzi, don't be sad." Grandpa's hand was warmed by Xiangzi. When he had the strength to move, he touched Xiangzi's head and said calmly: "Grandpa is old enough. Enough is enough. Let's go. have to Peace of mind."
Xiangzi shook his head, "Grandpa, listen to me..."
Grandpa didn't listen, it was just because the child wanted to be strong, and his filial piety showed that he could take care of him through the cold winter.
But this child has never seen the horror of a real cold wave since he grew up. It is not comparable to the ordinary cold days in the north.
"Xiangzi, go back." Grandpa said: "We must walk this road ourselves, we cannot send you away."
It is not good for the child's psychology to let a child send them on the road. , which is not good for these old people who are consciously buried in the grave. It will arouse their intolerance and longing for their loved ones.
The other old people around have already taken action again. Only one old man who is closest to Grandpa Xiangzi is waiting in place, planning to support Grandpa Xiangzi after he has finished speaking.
"Grandpa, listen to what I have to say, don't leave, don't leave! The city sent people, they are like gods, they brought winter supplies to every household, we It will definitely be okay this year, and it will be better in the future!" Seeing this situation, Xiangzi couldn't care less about his emotions and finished his words quickly, barely breathing.
These words made the other old people who had left stop, but they only stopped, and the numbness in their eyes that begged for death did not change much.
Grandpa Xiangzi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded, "Okay, okay, that's good, so we can rest assured."
Xiangzi's eyes widened, never expecting that he Not only did their words not restore Grandpa's energy, but they actually made them feel more at ease to run to their deaths.
At this moment Xiangzi regretted why he went up the mountain to find his grandfather and others without notifying others, which made his words alone not carry enough weight.
“No, Grandpa, you didn’t understand. It’s not ordinary supplies. Those adults are...by the way, they are night angels, divine envoys. They can take things out of thin air, and they are extremely powerful. To dispel the cold, the materials they gave are not ordinary disaster relief, not just porridge and water. Grandpa, we can all survive, we will definitely survive this year, not only the young children, but the elderly will also survive!”
Xiangzi spoke extremely enthusiastically, with a burning light shining in his eyes.
In my memory, not long ago, those divine envoys were dressed in black and had red tassels hanging on their waists. Each one of them looked like a young man but had extraordinary momentum, and their every move was like an immortal's. When he heard what they said, he was crazy with joy. He hurried back to tell his grandfather who was bedridden recently, but he didn't find his grandfather in the room.
Later, he looked around at home and found that a steamed bun was missing. His grandfather’s old clothes were actually thicker. The blanket that had been covering his grandfather to keep him warm these days was left behind. As soon as I got home, Xiangzi thought of a possibility.
His mind exploded and he rushed in the direction of Changmian Point without thinking, and finally caught up with his grandfather and the others, but now his grandfather didn't believe what he said at all, and looked at him with such loving eyes, as if he was saying : I know your filial piety, but you can even make up such nonsense just for us to go back.
Xiangzi was so anxious that he wished he could carry his grandfather back directly on his back.
But what about others?
Watching other familiar old people in the village die?
How about carrying grandpa back first and then calling someone to come up and take him?
The wind and snow are getting stronger.
Xiangzi knew there was no time to delay.
He felt sorry for the other elderly people, but more importantly, his grandfather.
Just when Xiangzi did what he wanted to do, a voice came from the front.
A group of people appeared in their field of vision.
“Found it!”
"It's Xiangzi. This kid is really smart and faster than us."
"Grandpa, grandpa!"
"Milk! Go home, you can go home."
< br>The shouts of relatives reached the ears of the old man who was preparing to go to the scene.
The numb old people finally lost their composure.
The reason why they want to go up the mountain quietly is that they don't want to face the separation of their loved ones, they don't want their loved ones to be sad, and they don't want to hesitate to die.
"Put the person on your back." The voice was calm and steady, and the young people in the village obeyed without hesitation.
The old people turned their eyes to the speaker, and then fell into a trance.
The young man in black clothes and red tassels does not look amazing, but he gives people the feeling of Mount Tai.
In the cold mountains, he was lightly dressed and tall.
Faced with these old people who would rather die than give the hope of life to their children, Ye Jing, the captain of the night tour team in charge of this village, smiled and said in a gentle voice with respect to the elders: "Please, elders." The old people have returned home, and the cold night outing is about to begin. It should be a happy day for the whole family."
Before the old people could react, they were already being carried on the backs of the young people in the village.
There are still some of them who do not want to go back and cause trouble to their families, or they are lonely old people who have no family and feel that there is no point in going back.
However, the lonely old man who felt it was meaningless was also carried on the back of a village boy.
The old man was stunned, "You...you..."
The young man turned his head and said, "You don't know me, but I remember you. You fed me a few mouthfuls of food."
The old man's lips trembled, but in fact he remembered, he remembered.
At this time, there was an exclamation.
The old man looked.
Ye Jing took out the thermal blanket and hand stove from the wishful bag and asked people to put them on these old people who were weak and cold all the way.
Only this time did the old people understand what Xiangzi meant by the methods of divine messengers and immortals mentioned before.
Warmth came from the back, from the hands, from the young backs that were close to the chest, and the warmth enveloped the whole bodies of the old people who were preparing to die.
They were in a trance, as if they had never been so warm in their lives.
(End of this chapter)