The dull sound of gunfire came at the hour of dawn, and several villagers who liked to wake up early said they heard it. However, they only bothered to sweep the thick snow in their yard, and they didn't think that something had happened to Xigui. Mao Qing also said, I wondered, who handed in the luck early in the morning and hit the mountain rabbit. And such a misunderstanding just inadvertently sent Xigui to a dead end.

Winter mornings are hurried and short. As soon as the morning dawns, every family has to hurry up to eat. Throwing down the rice bowl, he rushed to gather and go to work.

At this time, the sky was still overcast, and there were still snowflakes in the gray sky. It's much smaller than last night, but the snow doesn't stop yet. Because of the cloudy sky, the sky was dark, and the people in the village generally got up late because they missed sleep last night because they were greedy for a movie. This morning, they hurried to the assembly for roll call, and they did not dare to delay the start of work. The production team is not a nursing home, and will never allow absenteeism or tardiness just because of snow, let alone give you a credit for a day's work in vain.

Mao Lin stood in the courtyard of the brigade and began to take roll calls. He shouted his name as he sketched a thick roll call, carefully noting who was late and who hadn't.

A few people rushed to the ground with rolling belts, but they still didn't catch up with the moment when their names were called. Fortunately, it is considered to be in time, and it cannot be regarded as absenteeism. Except for Xigui, everyone else is there.

Mao Lin scolded, *** Xigui, it's all this day, and he still hugs his wife and sleeps without letting go. He turned to the eldest son of the Zhenfu family and said, "Go and smash his door and pull him out of the hot bed." If he didn't let go, he would be thrown into the snow to freeze-dry the meat.

Villagers began to clear the snow from the yard and the road outside the yard. The xylophone also came, waiting for the women to assemble for roll call.

At this time, the bank came running in a hurry. He opened his mouth and panted and said, The two of them are at home, waiting for Xigui to come home for dinner. Xigui went up to Beishan to start an earthen cannon before dawn, and he hasn't come back yet.

Mao Qing said, it's time to go back, the gunshot has already sounded an hour. I think he squatted on the mountain by himself to roast rabbit meat and eat it.

The xylophone is a thriller. She said, "I'm going to have to go and see what happens."

Mao Lin also shivered involuntarily. He immediately threw down the shovel and shouted to everyone, first put aside the belongings in his hands, and go to Beishan to look for the turtle species of Xigui. After shouting, he took the lead and ran out. The xylophone also followed out of the courtyard.

The villagers couldn't figure out what Mao Lin was doing. A few people followed, but most remained where they were, taking the opportunity to find a place to sit down and smoke lazily.

Mao Lin ran as fast as he could, leaving the xylophones far behind.

Since the last embarrassing incident with the xylophone, Maolin couldn't sleep for several nights. Sometimes I fall asleep, suddenly have a nightmare, and wake up all at once. In the cold weather, a layer of fine sweat broke out all over the body. He was afraid that Xylophone would tell this kind of ugly thing. Even if they don't say it, the two of them will have to work together in the future, and how will they face the xylophone then.

At night, Xue'e habitually wants to sleep with the housekeeping in the crotch of the dense forest. As soon as his hand touched it, he shivered in pain. Mao Lin lied that he accidentally let the pickaxe hit his crotch during the day, and now he is swollen. Shocked, Xue'e used salt water again, and urged him to go to the commune hospital quickly, worrying for several days. Fortunately, in the three days after the incident, Xylophone went to the commune for a meeting, leaving Mao Lin a chance to adjust his mentality and give him enough time to think about the aftermath. The result of this consideration is to avoid a little xylophone for the first time. In the future, I tried my best to accommodate and protect her at work, and showed her my determination to change my past mistakes everywhere. If the xylophone still doesn't give up, then you can only go with her. Those who admit punishment should be left to fate. Thinking about it this way, his mood was much more relaxed. The mentality has gradually recovered.

The xylophone returned to the village and devoted himself to production. When she saw Maolin, she greeted and talked about work as before, as if she had long forgotten about it, or didn't take it to heart at all. Maolin's anxious heart finally fell to the ground. At the same time, he also learned that the xylophone is bigger than a man's heart and the generosity he shows when dealing with delicate things. He was ashamed, and secretly said, in the long run, the sour apricot is not as good as the xylophone. Going forward, follow the xylophone carefully. When the sky falls, she tops it, and when the ground sinks, she supports it, and I'm still afraid of a ghost ball.

As soon as Xylophone was worried about whether something would happen to Xigui, Mao Lin felt a "chuckle" in his heart. A gut reminds him that something is really going to happen to Hee-gui.

Mao Lin ran to the root of the North Mountain, but there was no one to see. He let go of his throat and shouted, "What about Xigui, Xigui, are you on the mountain?" Shouting as he climbed up the mountain path.

As soon as I climbed a hill at the foot of the mountain, I faintly heard a low moan. However, the wind on the mountain was so loud that it was impossible to distinguish the direction. And there are snowflakes in the air, and the sight is not good. He burst open his throat and shouted a few times, and then listened with his ear sideways. Finally, I heard the sound not far ahead. Maolin knew that something had really happened to Xigui.

He scurried up like a rabbit, wading through knee-deep mountain snow, and scurrying forward desperately.

Under an old apricot tree, Xigui leaned back against the thick roots, his head hanging weakly. His mouth was screaming for help. His voice was hoarse and grew darker. His legs stretched straight, and dark red sticky blood continued to emerge from his bloody wounds. Behind him, there was a deep gully of snow that stretched from the far mountain to his beneath him. There was a blinding red blood mark in the snow ditch. I think he climbed all the way from the mountain, but he really didn't have the strength, and he stopped under the trunk of this apricot tree, and he couldn't climb anymore.

Maolin was stupefied. He hugged Xigui and shouted, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Xi Gui opened his eyes slightly. When he saw someone, his spirits suddenly lifted a lot. He cried, I went halfway up the mountain and set up an earthen cannon. Both legs were broken and could not move. Brother Maolin, save me.

Mao Lin hurriedly untied his shoelaces and stabbed the root of Xigui's thigh fiercely, trying to stop the bleeding first. However, he exerted so much force and nervousness that he broke the lace of his shoe. In a hurry, he tore off the rope cloth that bound his waist, and tied Xigui's thighs tightly. At this time, the people behind also arrived out of breath. Mao Lin shouted silently, carry him back quickly, he will die if he is too late.

When everyone picked up Xigui and trotted down the mountain, Mao Lin also picked up his pants and ran all the way into the village.

The Full Moon family gathered all the male and female laborers of the village and a group of babies, and everyone had a frightened expression on their faces. The full moon is already frightened. She just hugged Xigui's head and shed tears, but she couldn't cry at all.

Xigui asked for water and said, "Thirsty, thirsty."

Early in the morning, there was no hot water at home. Someone scooped cold water directly from the tank and fed it to him one by one.

Xi Gui licked the drops of water on his lips and said, I went to start the earth cannon, obviously it was set up under the apricot tree halfway up the mountain last night, but I couldn't find it. I went around the place and looked for it. I found it, and I traveled for miles in other realms at once. I called out to someone, but there was no response. I crawled back, but I couldn't climb up, and I waited there for miles to die.

Xylophone Dao, don't talk about it first, save effort. We have to rush to the commune hospital. How can you do it lying at home, the light and bleeding will also ruin people.

Sour Xing ran in to pick up the road, and quickly carried Xigui out, and Maoqing's ox cart was waiting outside the door.

Xylophone shook the full moon's shoulders and urged, don't cry patronizing, hurry up and pack a few clothes. I'll go to the hospital with you.

The full moon is awake. She looked around in a panic for Xigui's clothes and pants, held them in her arms, and followed Muqin and the others out of the house.

Mao Qing anxiously patted the ox and hurried towards the entrance of the village as best he could. A large number of people accompanying him, such as Sour Xing, Maolin, and Zhenfu, were behind the ox cart and desperately pushed the cart forward. The xylophone held the full moon and trotted all the way behind the car.

The snow seems to be heavier again. Bright snowflakes fluttered all over the sky and fell on the fields and mountains. The path out of the mountain was covered with a thick layer of snow, and it was no longer possible to see the ditches and potholes on the road.

The ox cart jolted forward, leaving two deep ruts and a long mess of footprints.

The commune hospital is located in the northeast corner of the town, covering an area of more than ten acres. There are two large rows of tall houses with stone walls and tiles, and several rows of low family homes and single dormitories, surrounded by stone courtyard walls. The front row of houses is mainly offices, outpatient rooms, collection rooms, pharmacies, and examination rooms of various names. In the back row are pure wards, neatly arranged one by one. At the door of the house are nailed a small wooden sign with the words "Ward XX" written in red paint.

In the room, there were several wooden beds covered with dirty sheets, and a quilt covered with a white cotton sheet was stacked. There is an iron shelf erected next to the bed, which is supposed to be used for hanging bottles. In the corner of some houses, there is a slender oxygen cylinder with a small pile of dial tubes or something on it.

Hee-gui was taken to the hospital, where she spent about two hours on the road.

As soon as I entered the outpatient room, I saw such a blood-gourd-like person, and the courtyard of the house was suddenly chaotic. All the doctors and nurses on duty in the hospital, as well as the people who saw patients in the hospital, were all huddled outside the windows of the outpatient room. A young doctor on duty shouted to the nurse and called Dr. Yao at home, while scrambling to check the injury on Xigui's thigh.

At this time, Xigui was bleeding too much and was already in a coma, and he didn't understand personnel.

Dr. Yao rushed all the way. As soon as I arrived at the door of the house, I let the sour apricot hold on tightly. Sour Xing stared at her red eyes, hoarse voice, and shouted to Doctor Yao, Doctor Yao, you can come. Save him, don't get into trouble.

Dr. Yao didn't care about talking. He shook off Sour Apricot's hand and began to check the injury when he entered the door. He instructed the people around him to quickly infuse oxygen and glucose solution. This man was bleeding so much that he was dripping dry. He turned his head and shouted sour apricots, asking if he had poured water and drank it.

The sour apricot sallowed his face and replied, yes, yes. If he asks for water, he will give it a drink.

Dr. Yao sighed, this person is bleeding a lot, so he is naturally thirsty, but he must not drink water. As soon as a person drinks water, it seeps into the blood vessels, causing the blood to flow out faster. If people are bloodless, how can they live?

The apricots were too frightened to squeak anymore. One by one, they stood dumbfounded, and their hearts slipped to their throats.

After a meal, Dr. Yao and the group of people who were busy rescuing Xigui finally stopped. None of them spoke, just stood silently. The crowd of onlookers also opened their mouths wide and hung their hearts.

Sour Xing stammered and asked in a trembling voice, ...... How are you?

Doctor Yao replied with both hands and sent the evening mile. I lost so much blood that I was gone.

This low voice was like a thunderclap, and it suddenly exploded in people's hearts. A bright life went silently. I didn't have time to open my eyes to see the life that I had been fighting for more than 20 years, I didn't have time to look at the woman who had guarded me for many years, and I didn't even have time to say the last word, so I closed my eyes forever and closed my mouth, stopping the once strong beating heartbeat.

The full moon has passed out. Dr. Yao led the doctors to carry the full moon to the bed, pinched the person again, beat the chest and back, and finally saved the full moon. Full Moon shouted, Xi Gui, Xi Gui, let's go home. You can't sleep here, it's cold here. It's better to sleep warm at home.

With tears in his eyes, the sour apricot gently carried Xigui back to the ox cart. Sour Xing carefully covered him with the quilt and put a towel over his head. Mao Qing weakly tugged at the reins of the ox and re-embarked on the mountain road home.

By this time, the snow had stopped, and the mountains and fields were full of bright lights. The sky was still overcast, as if it meant that there would be snow to come.

[End of Chapter]