Novel: Lost in the mountains, the villagers warmly entertained, the blind beggar at the end of the village pulled me: Run, no one alive

Lost in the mountains, the villagers warmly welcomed, the blind beggar at the end of the village pulled me: Run, no one alive!

My name is Wang Rourou, and I just resigned from a large company.

It is too tiring to work hard in Guangzhou, so in the bustling metropolis, everything is progressing ten times faster.

Five years after graduating from college, I'm still overwhelmed by my job.

I can't go on like this anymore, thinking so, I handed in my resignation letter and decided to come and go on a trip.

The destination is a mountain town where friends live, and according to her, this is the place to retire.

Prices are low, life is leisurely, as long as you have a little savings, living here for a year and a half is not a problem.

Slow life, isn't this my yearning?

But I don't want to go straight there via bus, I want to take pictures of good scenery worth seeing along the way.

So, after getting off the bus, I chose to walk to the transfer point.

But what I didn't expect was that there was an accident.

Not only did I get lost, but I also accidentally tripped over a rock on the road and got my foot broken.

Rubbing the swollen patch on my feet, I felt a lot of pain, sitting on the stone on the side of the road, looking at the idyllic scenery in front of me.

One side was sad and sad, and the other side was fascinated.

I turned on my phone and found that there was no signal here! I can only go forward with such a limp.

Shortly after leaving, the savior appeared.

It was a father and son driving a tractor, with bundles of grass in the back of the car, and when they saw me, they immediately stopped the car.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

My uncle in the straw hat was the first to ask me.

"I... The foot is twisted and it is not convenient to walk. ”

"So, why don't you take our car?"

The uncle pointed to the tractor: "Our village is near here, it is getting late, and the girl's family is not safe in the wilderness alone." ”

He was right, but after all, I was alone, and I was still alert about staying overnight in a strange village.

My uncle saw my concern and continued, "Our village is a female village chief, it's all right!" ”

Then I got on the tractor, which was bumpy and bumpy, and finally arrived in the village at night.

I didn't let my guard down on the way, pretending to talk about the phone for a long time on the pretext of notifying my friends, and recording the video on my phone in case of emergency.

When I arrived at the village, to my surprise, the villagers welcomed me warmly.

It's a tiny village, and the people who live here, men, women and children, have a warm smile on their faces.

"No guests have come in a long time!"

The women hurriedly arranged their meals, and the father and son helped me carry my luggage into the house.

The father's name is Zhao Feng, and the son's name is Zhao Qiang.

Although Zhao Qiang looks ordinary at first glance, his face is actually quite clean, and there is a thick simplicity between his eyebrows.

I feel inexplicably reliable.

They gave me a separate room at home and gave me the keys and said it must be locked at night.

That room was comfortable and good for sleeping, and the only thing that I didn't feel very comfortable with was probably the birds chirping outside the window.

The voice was so loud that it looked like someone was screaming.

After getting up the next day, I told Zhao Qiang about it.

He waved his hand: "You just get used to it later, it's all right." ”

What do I get used to afterwards?

His words made me feel weird.

The injury on my foot was not good, and the mobile phone was not yet on signal, so I had to stay in the village.

Zhao Qiang and his father had been farming in the fields all morning.

I asked them if they wanted to rest, and Zhao Qiang just wiped his forehead and smiled: "It's okay, eat bitterly, and get better." ”

Seeing his simple smile, I felt that my previous vigilance was full of malice and very uncomfortable.

Limping to the square in the middle of the village, where children were chasing each other and playing a game of arrest.

"Run, run!" They shouted.

Run?

The sound reminded me of the birds chirping in the middle of the night last night, and I felt something was wrong in my heart.

But before I could think about it any more, the children in front of me let out a strange scream.

I followed their line of sight and was startled by what I saw!