The summer sun is scorching, and the sound of cicadas is everywhere Xiao Lan walks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scorching sun was shining, carrying two large bamboo baskets on his back, he held Wang Ya and crawled forward on the dirt road.

Across the town, out of the town was the field, on which there was no crop, barren and lonely, with large patches of withered yellow weeds and cracked land.

A big bamboo basket was carried behind him, holding Wang Ya in his arms, Xiao Lan was wearing a hat for shading, but he still couldn't help but sweat, and the back of the single coat was full of sweat stains, sticky, which made him unbearable.

The land temple at the entrance of the town appeared in front of him, after walking for so long, the sun was getting bigger and bigger, and it was impossible to go any further, Xiao Lan finally decided to take a good rest, entered the land temple, and sat in the shade.

"Grandpa, Yaya wants to drink water. ”

Wang Ya was also too tired after going to the ground, the sun was too big for her to sweat, her throat was hoarse, and she was weak to speak.

Xiao Lan took out the pot in the bamboo basket and shook it twice, and there was not much water left in it, and he realized the seriousness of the matter.

There is not enough water.

At this rate, at least one pot of water is needed every day, and Xiao Lan still calculates it in a very frugal situation.

Both people have to drink water, and when the sun is shining, the consumption of water will increase more and more. If you don't have water, if you continue walking, you will be prone to heat stroke, causing dehydration and fainting, and there will be no medical treatment at all.

Now, Xiao Lan is carrying two large pots of water, and now there is only a little bit left.

Sensing that Xiao Lan was holding the kettle in a daze, the thirsty Wang Ya couldn't wait at all, and eagerly expressed her wishes. She pulled Xiao Lan's pants and whispered, "Grandpa, Yaya wants to drink water." ”

Since Wang Ya wanted to drink, Xiao Lan naturally wouldn't give it to her, but considering that she couldn't drink it all for her, she poured out half of it with a broken porcelain bowl and then gave it to her to drink.

As soon as she got the water, Wang Ya drank it in a big gulp, gurgling. After seeing Wang Ya finish drinking, Xiao Lan also poured a bowl of water for herself to drink to replenish her water.

The consumption of adults is much greater than that of children, Xiao Lan has considered his minimum water intake, but it is still too little, and he may suffer from heat stroke soon. Even at the risk of heat stroke and dehydration, you can't drink the water right away, and you have to find the next place to rehydrate.

There is still a little bit of water that is not desperate to be motivated to find water.

In the Land Temple, Xiao Lan used the withered leaves he picked up to fan the wind to dissipate heat, and Wang Ya leaned on Xiao Lan's legs, lying on the cold stone bench, curled up in a ball, and fell asleep.

As soon as Ye Fan went up, Xiao Lan was thinking about how to go in the future, and clarified his thoughts.

I wanted to come to the town to inquire about the news, but I found that along the way, there was not even a single figure in the town. He had searched everywhere before, but still found nothing.

Wang Er was a peasant, not much educated, and had never been anywhere else, and this town was the farthest he had ever been.

In this way, restrictions appeared, Xiao Lan wanted to come to the town to inquire around and collect information, but found that there was no one in the town, and the original plan was interrupted.

Xiao Lan can't walk around without a goal, now he is even short of water, let alone food, and he has no capital for Xiao Lan to explore everywhere.

In this case, it is better not to leave, rest in place, and conserve your strength.

It is impossible for all the people in a town to starve to death, and there will be no one left. Even so, Xiao Lan didn't see too many corpses. For this reason, we can only boldly guess that the people of the town may have fled the famine.

If they are really going to escape the famine, it is the safest option to flee with the large army. But looking at the scene in the town, this group of people may have been walking for a while, let alone whether they can keep up or not, and he doesn't know where the direction is.

Thinking has come to a standstill, no matter what, it's a mortal choice, this task should be very difficult, but the degree of completion is very balanced.

Data can't deceive people, and at this critical juncture, there should be a turning point, a fateful opportunity.

Just as Xiao Lan was thinking about where the breakthrough point was, a figure appeared in the ridge in the distance. Wang Er's eyesight is very good, and Xiao Lan can see the specific figure of that person from afar.

In the scorching sun, the man walked and walked, without the strength to move forward, occasionally tripping, staggering, and continuing to walk. Finally he stopped, and just fell down slowly, on the ridge, motionless.

Xiao Lan kept looking at him, and finally decided to get closer to see what was wrong with him, because living people could provide information.

He woke up the sleeping Wang Ya and asked her to take a good look at the contents of the bamboo basket in case there was fraud, Xiao Lan instructed Wang Ya to scream as soon as she approached her. After repeated advice, Xiao Lan left with peace of mind.

He approached the ridge and slowly came into contact with the figure. A boy, probably between fifteen or sixteen years of age, bald, dark and thin, lay motionless on the ground.

Xiao Lan looked forward to see if he was still alive. It was found that he still had a pulse and breath, but he was unusually disturbed and flushed, which was a symptom of heat stroke.

Maybe you can try to save it.

Xiao Lan picked him up on his back and quickly ran back to the Land Temple.

Wang Ya saw Xiao Lan coming back with a big brother on her back, and immediately asked curiously: "Grandpa, who is he?"

Xiao Lan replied: "I don't know." ”

After answering Wang Ya, Xiao Lan put him off his back and laid him flat on the cool ground, asked him to lower his body temperature, and took out a little bit of the water in the kettle and poured it into his throat. After that, fan him with a leaf fan and wait for him to recover and see if he has the life to wake up.

The symptoms of heat stroke are similar, and as for the severity, they are all reflected in the body, and Xiao Lan can't tell it. If it's a severe heat stroke, then he's dead.

The boy died a lot, and after some time he woke up from a coma.

The first thing I saw when I woke up was Wang Ya sitting in the distance, and Xiao Lan beside me. Before he was conscious, Xiao Lan noticed that the boy was about to wake up, so he deliberately asked Wang Ya to go farther.

After all, this is a special period, and it is impossible for a boy to live until now, alone. Maybe he's big, or maybe he's smart, or he's vicious. Wang Ya is the target of the mission, and it is impossible for Xiao Lan to put her in the slightest danger.

"What's your name?" Xiao Lan asked, knocking him on the back with the pole he had picked up.

After waking up from a coma and seeing Xiao Lan, the boy was in a state of ignorance, and it wasn't until Xiao Lan knocked him on the back that the boy came back to his senses.

Xiao Lan is now an old man in his sixties, with a serious face, looking fierce and anxious, and still holding a pole in his hand, which makes the boy's heart rise to fear, so he obediently answered Xiao Lan's question.

"Wang Niuguang. ”

Hearing the name, Xiao Lan also had a bottom in her heart. The surnames are almost the same between the regions in the countryside, and since the boy's name is Wang Niuguang, it is very likely that he is from the neighborhood.