Yan Yongnong saw that the child looked weak, and it was estimated that he was hungry, at least he didn't eat dinner. There is no way to beg for food in such a wilderness, and this kid can't do it without eating or tasting two or three meals. Anyway, get something to hold the child's stomach first. Yan Yongnong covered his stomach with one hand, made an uncomfortable look on his face, pointed to his mouth with the other hand, his mouth "clicked, clicked" a few times, and his teeth knocked "harmony". "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" (all in dialect in the future) said this sentence in an easy-to-understand manner, and this time the child nodded.

Yan Yongnong hurriedly took out the snacks he had bought for his daughter from the basket and gave them to the child, who seemed to have been thrown out of a starvation prison, grabbed the food and devoured it. Yan Yongnong took a bowl of mountain spring water from the basket and scooped a bowl of mountain spring water for the child to eat and drink, and continued to say in a language that the child did not understand: "Slow down, slow down, no one will rob you, don't choke." ”

The sky was getting darker and darker, so dark that he couldn't see his five fingers, and after eating and drinking, the little thing was tightly snuggled in Yan Yongnong's arms. The howling of the wild beasts on the mountain, and the cry of the owl in the trees, no longer frightened him, for he felt safe with Yan Yongnong's wide embrace like an iron wall, and this warm and soft embrace made him feel more comfortable. Excessive fatigue attacks the child's relaxed nerves, and soon the child's eyelids cannot hold up and he falls asleep.

"Poor boy, it's a lifesaver, and I'm lucky to have met me. If I don't pass through here, I will feed the wild beasts if you don't die of fright, starve. Yan Yongnong said to himself.

Yan Yongnong took off his coat, took out some of the hard small objects in one basket, wrapped them and put them on top of the other basket, making room for a free space. Then make a nest with clothes, put the sleeping child in the nest, and try to balance it with his hand, so he picked up the burden and left. The top priority is to bring the child back, he cannot accompany the child on this barren mountain and waiting for the child's family to find him. Anyway, this kid is dragging the wooden ridge, no matter if he brings it back first. Looking for the child's family and returning the child's child will be after tomorrow.

The next day, the child woke up. When he opened his eyes, where was this? The mountains, the mountains, the trees, the paths, the stone slabs had become mosquito nets, quilts, beds. He rubbed his hand and sat up, opened the door and saw a* in front of him.

"Wake up, remember me? You ate my stuff last night and fell asleep in my arms, and then I'll bring you back. Yan Yongnong saw a suspicious and malicious look, he forgot that this child was a mute, and reminded him of what happened last night. The intention was to remove the child's hostility and make the child aware of his kindness.

The child vaguely remembered the person in front of him, although it was dark at the time and he couldn't see it very clearly, but he was probably familiar with his shape and voice. I remember eating his stuff and snuggling it up to his chest. But he remembered more clearly that the man who had brought him out and called him uncle had given him something to eat and had taken him in his arms, and then the fellow had left him so that he could not see his parents, that he had nothing to eat or to wear, that he had slept under the trees and under the fields at night, and that the howling of the wolf in the night had scared away his soul.

"I can't believe this guy in front of me, this guy isn't a good guy either! Yan Yongnong hurriedly stopped and spoke in a local dialect: "Where are you going? What should I do if I run away from the big house and have many forks in the road, and I get lost? Eat first, and I'll take you to your grandmother when you're full, okay?"

When the child saw that this man was not letting him go, he trusted his own judgment more and more, so he desperately tried to get out. Yan Yongnong stopped the child on the left and rushed to the right, Yan Yongnong stopped on the right and he rushed to the left, Yan Yongnong put his hands and feet crossed, and the child was about to step under him, he hurriedly put his knees together. When the child rushed left and right and couldn't break free, he simply rolled to the ground, crying and screaming, "Daddy, Mommy, save me!" (Mandarin)

Hey, it turns out that this kid is not dumb, he can speak, and he is still alive! (speaking in foreign dialect) Yan Yongnong was taken aback. Listen carefully, except for being able to understand 'dad and mom', you can't understand half of the rest of the "twitter" sentence. This is not a child of dragging a wooden ridge, and it is not a child of this county, Yan Yongnong is completely sure. When he was doing carpentry, he had been to many places in the county, and he could understand any Shaping language, big vowels, and Jinsha tunes, and he could learn to speak a few words. But what this kid said was unfamiliar, unheard of, probably Mandarin spoken by outsiders. So this child is from another place, this is also a matter of death, how to communicate with him due to language barriers, how to understand the origin and life experience of this child, and how to send him home?

The whole village came to see the excitement

This is a village of more than 100 families, sandwiched between two troughs between the three mountain ranges of Yangmei Mountain, Dajia Mountain, and Yaque Mountain. Dajia Mountain is located in the middle of Yangmei Mountain and Yaque Mountain, much shorter than those two mountains, there is a legend about these three mountains: Dajia Mountain has grown here since Pangu opened the world, and Yangmei Mountain and Yaque Mountain came later. There is a Yin River at the foot of Yangmei Mountain and Yaque Mountain, and there are two dragons living in the river. A long, long time ago, Mr. Ganlong drove these two mountains past here, and met the tiger spirit living on the top of Dajia Mountain.

Each mountain has many folds along the way, and the line is rushed. I heard that this chong was pulled out by Mr. Qianlong with a whip, so people built a hall near the mountains and rivers at the bottom of this chong. Yan Yongnong's home is located in a nest called "Qianwoduan", which has five families living in Chong, and Yan Yongnong's ancestral house is also in the nest, where he grew up. It was only later that he got married and moved to Wokou to build another house, and now it is a single-door family.

Yan Yongnong picked up a hairy boy from other places on the road. "The news spread like wings in the corners of the village.

On the surface, this is a peaceful, secluded, and isolated mountain village, but in fact, it contains great enthusiasm. The explosive news was like raw water dripping into a pot of boiling oil, and immediately boiled, shouting and shouting loudly.

People are vying to get the news they hear out to everyone they see and see quickly, without any hint of it. One to ten, ten to hundred. The so-called "ten miles of road without true faith." This news has become an unbounded anecdote: Yan Yongnong picked up a boy from a foreign country with curly hair on his head and yellow hair all over his body. The three mysterious words "foreign, curly-haired, and yellow-haired" in these words can arouse people's curiosity even more.