Chapter 213 Hey, this is a pass

Although I heard the man say that the distance is short, it is indeed very difficult to climb. Gong Jian was a little strange, yesterday he was allowed to climb to the top of Qinglong Mountain in one go, and he would not be as tired as he is now.

It seems that these people who paved the back mountain road did not think about how it was convenient for people to walk. My physical strength is so good, I actually feel tired. I don't know how the locals climbed up.

Xiaoya also noticed Gong Jian's lack of physical strength. She stopped and hurriedly beckoned Gong Jian to rest for a while. At this point, she didn't feel any inconvenience at all. Xiao Ya was a little puzzled, it is said that with Gong Jian's physical strength, he should not be tired so early. But when she thought about it, Gong Jian came to climb the mountain yesterday, probably because he didn't rest at all last night.

So she thoughtfully motioned to Gong Jian to sit down and rest for a while and drink some water. Neither of them was in a hurry to climb to the top of the mountain, there was no need to go out to play, it would be like extreme training.

Gong Jian sat on the stone steps, and it was very convenient to use the stone steps that were more than fifty centimeters high at this time as a chair to sit and rest. While panting, he took out two bottles of mineral water from the ring space and handed one to Xiaoya. A bottle was opened and poured directly into the mouth.

After drinking some water, Gong Jian felt better. I didn't expect this mountain road to be so difficult to climb. He looked around him, and felt that the young man's language was too pompous. The so-called wild interest of the mountain is reflected in this, the unusual height of the stone steps of the mountain road.

A gust of wind blew, and Gong Jian didn't feel any coolness, but had some sleepy feelings. As soon as he wanted to say something to Xiao Ya, before he could speak, he fell headlong and fell into a dark and sweet sleep.

"Jian'er, Jian'er. Wake up. If you do this again, what should you do to be a mother? Jian'er, wake up quickly. ”

Gong Jian slowly woke up in the midst of a call. He struggled to open his heavy eyes. The first thing I saw was a middle-aged woman.

He had no other emotions except doubts, but when he saw the appearance of the woman in front of him, a strong sense of intimacy suddenly surged in his heart.

"Mother. This call naturally overflowed from his mouth, and then he felt a wave of dizziness.

Then in Gong Jian's mind, memories slowly emerged.

In his memory, he lived in a dynasty called Great Xia. Of course, the emperor's name is not his, this kind of poor boy in the ravine can know.

He only knows that his name is Gong Jian, and he is the eldest in the family, 17 years old this year. There is also a fourteen-year-old brother Gong Yu and a ten-year-old sister Gong Yue below.

They live in a small mountain village called Chenjia Village. The surname Chen in that village is the big surname. And several of their families with foreign surnames fled to the foot of this mountain village a few generations ago.

And his father, Gong Dazhuang, was seriously injured in both legs during a forced labor a few years ago. At that time, he could not be treated in time, and later he fell ill and could not go to the ground. He is also frail and sickly, and has constant medicine all year round. Since then, he has become the pillar of the family.

And her mother is the middle-aged woman who is calling for her in front of her. In fact, she is not yet thirty-five years old this year, but years of hard work have made her look older than her peers.

When his mother touched Gong Jian's arms with those rough, cracked hands, Gong Jian felt as if his heart had been violently grazed by a frustrated knife, and the pain made him twitch again and again.

It was only then that he remembered that he was not supposed to be at the dock in the town, carrying goods, and how could he lie at home?

"Mother. Gong Jian tried not to pay attention to the deep wrinkles on the woman's face, as well as the temples and the gorgeous hair that appeared prematurely. "How am I at home?"

Gong Jian didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, as if he was an elderly man. He was shocked and hurried to get up, but when he moved, he felt a pain all over his body. He immediately did not dare to move at will.

The middle-aged woman was beside him, wiping her tears while comforting Gong Jian: "Jian'er, you are awake, don't move yet." You were tired and faint on the dock, and the big bags of goods on you at that time were smashed on you. ”

"It's still the foreman who is kind enough to hire a doctor for you, saying that you are tired. My son, why don't you say a word to your family, and sneak to the docks to work as a coolie?"

At this point, the woman's tears kept falling as if she couldn't stop it. She was busy wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, but the rough skin on her hands had rubbed a large area around her eyes red. But even that didn't stop the tears from flowing.

Only then did Gong Jian remember in his mind that before his father Gong Dazhuang was injured, he still went to school in a private school. But since his father injured his legs, he must not be able to afford to go to private school, so he simply set up a stall in the town, copying books for others, writing letters, and earning some copper plates to support the family.

But the town closest to Chenjia Village is very small. All he gets a day is three or two copper plates. This money is not enough for the father, the cost of catching medicine. Life at home is getting poorer and poorer day by day. Now the family, except for the ten-year-old sister, all go out to work to supplement the family.

Fortunately, not long ago, a small pier opened in the town. There are some merchant ships that come here these days to dock. It has brought a touch of vitality to this small village and town. also let Gong Jian see a new job opportunity.

So for the past two days, he went to the dock to carry goods for people. At the end of the day, I can earn more than ten copper plates. But before he could be happy, he fainted on the dock today, and although he was not injured, he was now in pain all over his body, and he couldn't move at all.

In Gong Jian's heart, a sense of disobedience rose. He didn't know what was wrong, but he always felt that he should not be a powerless scholar. How could you carry goods at the dock for two or three days, and then faint from exhaustion. But the tears of the woman in front of him, and the constant pain on his body, clearly told him that this was the truth.

He spoke again with difficulty: "Mother, don't cry, I'm fine." ”

There the woman was still with her head bowed and wiping away her tears. The ill-fitting, patched dress on her body, and the placket of her dress, were wet with her tears. But there were still tears, running down her face, along the deep wrinkles on her face, and in addition to the wet placket of her clothes, they kept dripping down one drop at a time.

Somehow, an unfamiliar word suddenly appeared in Gong Jian's mind: tap water. He was a little stunned, tap water, what the hell is this? Then, there was a flurry of dizziness and pain.

Gong Jian had to guess that those goods were not only smashed on himself, but also his own head.

(End of chapter)

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