Chapter 138 The strange old lady
Three days later,
Shen Anzhi and the pandas walked all the way and unknowingly came to this ferry with bamboo.
The bamboos around the ferry are lush and lush. The slender bamboo trunks reach into the sky. The bamboo leaves rustle in the breeze. The bamboo shadows are reflected on the water of the ferry, swaying gently with the water waves.
Shen Anzhi stood by the ferry, looking at this unique scenery, and his heart was full of joy. He finally arrived at the Bamboo Sea, and Tuantuan was even more excited. His chubby body swayed and ran towards the bamboo forest, his little paws He kept fiddling with the bamboo shoots and leaves on the ground, and sniffed the fragrance of the bamboo with his nose from time to time.
There are a few simple bamboo rafts leaning on the ferry in the distance. The boatman on the bamboo raft is an old man with a kind face. He wears a bamboo hat and coarse clothes, sitting on the bow of the boat waiting for passengers.
An Zhihe and Tuan Tuan were happily heading towards the ferry when they found an old woman lying in the ditch on the roadside with scattered bundles of firewood. It looked like she had fallen.
"Girl, help me, I can't stand up."
The old lady tried to get up with a painful look on her face, but was unable to do so. Shen Anzhi hurriedly walked forward and gently helped the old lady up.
"Old man, are you okay?" Shen Anzhi asked with concern.
The old lady patted the dust on her body, shook her head and said, "Hey, I'm old and useless. This fall really hurts."
Tuantuan also came over and rubbed the old lady's leg with its furry head.
"Girl, are you going to the Bamboo Sea?" The old lady sat on the stone on the side of the road, holding her legs.
An Zhi looked at the boatman who was pushing the boat away from the shore in the distance and said: "Yes, yes, yes."
After saying that, An Zhi shouted to the boatman on the river in the distance: "Boatman, wait, I haven't boarded the boat yet?"
"Hurry up, it's the last crossing today." The boatman's voice echoed around.
The last crossing!
An Zhi couldn't care less and comforted him: "Old man, you, you have a rest before leaving. I have to catch the boat."
As soon as the old woman heard this, she immediately sat down on the ground, and then kept moaning: "Ouch, ouch, can you, can you help me back, I live not far away."
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This request troubled An Zhi. On one side was the boat that was about to leave, and on the other was the injured old lady. He had no choice but to shout to the boatman: "Boatman, can you wait a moment?"
Although the voice was loud, he didn't wait for the boatman's answer. Instead, he saw a woman getting on the boat.
"Girl, the boat has already left and I can't catch up. Please help me." The old lady wanted to stand up, but she tried several times and failed: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
An Zhi looked at the ferry that had left and asked with some disappointment: "When is the next ferry?"
The old lady also followed An Zhi's eyes and looked at the ferry and said, "Oh, the Muyun Ferry boat is not on time. Maybe there will be a ferry in a while, maybe there will be a ferry in a few days."
The boat also left, and Anzhi made a gesture to Tuan Tuan who was breaking bamboo in the distance and said: "Tuan Tuan, come here."
The old lady came to the two of them in a staggering manner, and the old lady showed a happy smile: "Thank you, girl, thank you. My home is not far away, just two turns away."
Although Shen Anzhi was a little reluctant, seeing the old lady's trembling appearance, she really couldn't bear to refuse. She sighed secretly, thinking that she didn't even catch the boat because of him.
She silently carried the firewood on her back. The firewood was a little heavy, making her shoulders sink slightly. Tuantuan seemed to be aware of Shen Anzhi's emotions. It followed Shen Anzhi and looked up at her from time to time, with a trace of doubt in its small eyes.
The old lady walked slowly in front, her steps staggering. Shen Anzhi could only suppress the reluctance in his heart and follow behind. On the way, she looked into the distance from time to time, which was the direction she was originally going, and her heart was full of helplessness.
"Ouch, ouch."
After walking a few steps, the old lady sat on the ground again and began to ouch. Shen Anzhi is full of contradictions in her heart, and her chivalrous heart makes it difficult for her to ignore the old man in need of help.
After much hesitation, Shen Anzhi finally knelt down and reluctantly said to the old lady: "Old man, let me carry you home." There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.
The old lady glanced at her gratefully and slowly lay on Shen Anzhi's back. Shen Anzhi stood up and felt a heavy weight on her back. Although the old lady was thin, she carried some weight on her back.
An Zhi frowned and secretly adjusted his breathing.
Tuantuan looked at it with his head tilted, as if he didn't understand why Shen Anzhi was unhappy. It followed behind with its short legs and made a few low calls from time to time.
Shen Anzhi walked one step at a time, and finally, after going around a few turns and passing through a bamboo forest, the old lady pointed to a dilapidated hut in front of her and said, "Girl, that's my home."< br>
Shen Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace to the hut. She gently put the old lady down and rubbed her sore shoulders. The group was spinning happily around, seemingly happy that it had been completed.
Just as An Zhi was about to leave, the old lady suddenly called her: "Girl, please help me till the end. Old lady, I haven't eaten all afternoon, and my legs and feet are inconvenient now. Please help me cook something for my stuttering."
This request was really shocking, but An Zhi thought that there was no ferry at the ferry, so he agreed.
Anzhi got busy in the stove. Although the stove was simple, these basic things did not trouble her. She first went outside to find some firewood, then scooped out the only little rice from the rice vat, washed it and started cooking. .
Although the meal was simple, the room was filled with the smell of fireworks that had not been seen for a long time. The old lady sat aside, her eyes full of emotion: "Girl, you are such a good person."
Finally, Shen Anzhi helped the old lady prepare the meal and watched the old lady start eating before she got up and left.
We took the group to the ferry again, and sure enough, the boatman was back again.
"Boatman, boatman, we are finally waiting for you." Shen Anzhi shouted loudly, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
When the boatman heard the call, he stopped what he was doing, raised his head and saw Shen Anzhi, and frowned slightly. "Girl, it's getting late. I have to wait until tomorrow to cross the river. I have to go home."
"Ah! You, you..." An Zhi was so depressed that he didn't know how to describe it: "I was delayed by something just now. I'll give you as much as you want. Can you help me cross the river?"
The boatman became excited when he heard about the money and asked: "How much are you going to give me?"
An Zhi felt relieved. Fortunately, when he left Shuxiang Town, he asked Yaonv for some reward, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to move forward. But An Zhi searched around his waist for a long time and still couldn't find the money bag.
Shen Anzhi bit his lip and said with some embarrassment: "Boatman, I seem to have lost my money bag."
The boatman's face changed slightly: "Tomorrow."
After saying that, the boatman took the oar and left without hesitation.
"I'm so angry."
Shen Anzhi hurried back to the old lady's house with complicated emotions. Before he even got close, he heard the sound of counting money coming from inside the house. Her heart sank, and she gently pushed open the ajar door.
I saw the old lady sitting in a dark room, with a small oil lamp lit on the table. The coins in the money bag were scattered on the table. She was counting them one by one and mumbling something.
When Shen Anzhi saw this scene, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. She strode into the house with a chilly voice: "Old man, you are not being kind..."