A touch of happiness

Chapter 9

week.His stomach had been neatly sliced ​​open, and blood gushed out like a fountain.The limbs are full of old and new scars, and almost no intact skin can be seen.

His eyes were still bright, and his consciousness was waiting for death.

If he hadn't met Xiu, Xue Die would have witnessed his lonely death.

His dry lips, pale, murmured something.

Xiu calmed down and knelt down to listen. "what are you saying?"

"I..." It was as low as the wind blowing through a lush sea of ​​trees, echoing from the depths of the soul.

The parched throat could no longer make any sound.

Xiu panicked. "You're bleeding too much, let me bandage it for you first." No, is bandaging useful?Maybe send it to the medical area.The slender and strong body crushed his slender body, and he tried twice, but failed to lift him up.

What should I do, call someone?No, it's too late, the nearest people have to run for 10 minutes.Wait a moment.

Xiu suddenly thought of it.He wrapped the man with a bed sheet, tied it with a rope, tied the other end of the rope to his body, and used the principle of leverage to hang the man up to the tree with his own weight.

After such a toss, the wound on the man's body opened.Xiu hurriedly settled him down, cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and then bandaged him.

Wrap him with a thick quilt, then make some hot tea, boil the freshly brewed wine and peaches, and put the brown sugar that he just boiled himself.

After doing everything that should be done, Xiu moved a chair and sat by the bed, staring at him quietly.There are also many small scars on the man's face, as if he was scratched when he crossed the bushes. There is a deep scar on his eyebrow, which is almost healed, but you can still imagine how thrilling he was when he arrived. An inch is his eyes.

Who are you?

Xiu could not help but trace his facial features.

It's a strangely quiet beauty that's intoxicating.

"Why so much blood! Xiu, Xiu, are you okay!" It was Dana's voice.

"Don't worry. Go up and have a look." Earl's footsteps.

Xiu hurried to the window and waved to them. "Er, Dana, I'm here. I'm fine."

"It's good that you're fine. What's the matter with the blood?" They breathed a sigh of relief.Originally, I just wanted to give Xiu some of the plum sauce they had just made, but I didn't expect to see so many blood butterflies flying around, and then such a big puddle of blood happened to be under Xiu's house.Don't be too intimidating, you must know that things have started to feel uneasy recently.Since last season's bloodshed, the relationship between the forest and the plains has soured.There have been several attacks by unknown perpetrators in the forest during the summer.Although Jia Daishan has not been impacted as the center of the forest, there is no guarantee that there will be no danger.

"Whose blood is it?" Earl was still calmer than Dana, to the point.

"En." Xiu hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"You didn't know who he was, so you picked him up like this?" Er was furious, how could anyone be more stupid than Dana.At least his family Dana will check the other party first.

At this moment, the man woke up.

"You're awake." Xiu was a little far away, and he was still a little afraid of this man.

The man shook his head, his eyes changed from hazy to clear.He ignored Er who was staring at him and Dana who was pulling him by the side, and looked straight at Xiu.

"Do you want to drink water, or are you hungry?" Xiu moved over in small steps.

The man didn't speak, just watched silently.

But Xiu saw a trace of dependence from that indifferent gaze, and his heart softened involuntarily.He pinched the corner of the quilt for the man and said. "If you don't want to talk, don't talk. Let's eat something."

Xiu quickly brought back the brewed jujube tea, and carefully served the man to drink it.Then he took the rotten wine peaches and fed him bit by bit with a delicate spoon.

"Xiu, come here, I have something to tell you." Er said solemnly.

Xiu Xiu turned around, only to see Dana hastily pulling Er away. "Are you leaving?"

"Well, we'll see you again in a few days, I put that plum sauce on the table. Bye." Dana pushed him away with a smile.

"What are you doing? I must tell him clearly." Er was a little angry.

"Just leave it alone." Dana understood that the man would not hurt Xiu, his eyes knew it. "Ah!" His hand accidentally hit the tree trunk.

"Forget it, just ignore it." Er took Dana's hand. "Are you hurt? Let me see." He blew on his hand distressedly. "It's really careless."

Dana looked at the man who was moving gently in front of him, his eyes were so affectionate that water dripped from his eyes.

The dim room, the warm flame, the soft carpet, the broken hair on the man's forehead brushed against his face, it was a little itchy, but for some reason it made the heart palpitate.

"Hope..." There was a nice voice whispering in the ear, the smell of that person was so good, like poppies, and he couldn't help being fascinated.

The sleeping Xiu woke up, only to see an empty bed, and the man had left.Only a strong smell of blood remained in the air.

Xiu pulled the quilt on himself, when did he put it on?There was still a smell that didn't belong to him on the quilt, but it was surprisingly familiar.

Where did you hear it?

The crimson sunset passes through the whispering bamboo forest, the night rises from the quiet reeds, the sound of insects grows stronger, and the faint smoke slowly rises from the calm lake.

Sitting in the melancholy dusk, like a songbird guarding its own nest, silently looking at his territory.I don't know why I feel sad inexplicably, suddenly lonely, swarming. "May I meet you again someday?"

The author has something to say: I had a fever, slept for a whole day, and got up very hard to update the article for everyone.So... Please collect, comment, and support~~~

Fall:

Autumn is here, and winter will follow.There is no way to store food in summer, and food is abundant in autumn, just for the winter when there is no food at all.

"Xiu, this is your first winter, you must be prepared." Uncle Zhongyou was still very worried and came to tell him on the first day of Liqiu.

"Okay, uncle." The root of the hair was curled up, the eyes were still blurred, and he rubbed his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Can you pickle food? Son." The uncle counted down the main points one by one.

"Okay, uncle." Xiu leaned against the door, his cheeks were white and tender, as if they were big white steamed buns just out of the oven.

"Pa" the uncle gave him a kowtow. "Pay attention, boy."

The uncle finally woke him up. "Ah, uncle, when did you come?"

Although it is very nagging, Uncle Zhong You did teach Xiu a lot of storage methods.For example, in addition to drying and pickling.

"Thank you, uncle. Oh, by the way, this is for you." Xiu ran down, took a can of mint tea and handed it to Uncle Zhongyou.

"You did it." Uncle Zhong You had seen this before, but it was at a banquet for servant nobles. "This is... really good."

"Hey." Xiu, who was still confused, just smirked at him.

The uncle laughed and left.

Xiu washed his face vigorously with cold water, and finally became sober.Then. "Okay, let's prepare for winter."

Winter in the forest is very cold and there is no food.Xiu once had no food for five whole days in winter, and used the winter snow to satisfy his hunger. Flower petals, grass roots, trees, soil, and finally, even the fire was extinguished.

Even the blood on the shriveled fingers was solidified.

There is no sun in the sky, it is snowing all day long, and even the sky is always covered with layers of dark clouds, so thick that it is impossible to see any hope.

Carved one by one on the wall, one day, two days...until death, there seems to be no end in sight.

"Crack!" A squirrel jumped down from the tree and landed right in front of Xiu.Awakened the thoughts that had fallen into a nightmare.

Xiu suddenly laughed like a madman.

The frightened squirrel ran away nervously.

Yeah, now, lots and lots of food can be stored, and it's just me, no one will fight with me, no one will ask me to give up the food, there will be no...

good.Xiu first took out the paper, and after thinking about it, he wrote on it.

What matters in winter is fire and food.That's the need for firewood, and, um, food.

By the way, Uncle Zhongyou said that firewood can be burned into charcoal, so that more fuel can be saved.I remember that the most recent time was three days later, and then every week there was an opportunity to burn firewood into charcoal, a total of 25 times until winter.

But because if it rains, the firewood will have to dry for several days. In this case, there may not be 25 times, maybe 19 or 20 times at most.

But if we spend too much time collecting firewood, we will not be able to store enough food, but if we don’t have enough firewood, I heard that Jiadaishan’s winter is much colder than ours, so I don’t know what will happen.

First is the food.Foods that are easy to store, meat can be dried, smoked, pickled, cabbage, radish can be pickled, potatoes, sweet potatoes, soybeans can be preserved for a long time.

Then in the morning, you have to set up the trap first, and then immediately collect the vegetables that can be dried, and bring them back and put them on the balcony to dry.

After breakfast, you can go to the river to catch fish, and when the weather is hottest, go back and bring the fish back to the tank.

In the afternoon, it is a collection of vegetables that are perishable but can be pickled.

In the evening, it is marinated, the fish is dissected, smeared with spices, and hung in a cool place.Vegetables are marinated with salt and wine.

"However, there are not so many salts and spices now." Xiu dragged out his treasure chest from under the bed.