It's the middle of summer, and it's going to be a big summer in two days. It is the hottest season in Linhe Province in northern China.

Zhaozhuang is a semi-large village under the jurisdiction of Jiahe City, Linhe Province, with more than 2,000 people in the village, most of whom make a living from farming. This hot season is the season to weed sweet potatoes, corn, and peanuts.

The east had just turned red, and when the villagers of Zhao Zhuang had just gotten up, Zhao Changlan had already returned from exercising on Qingyun Mountain in the west of the village.

Covered with sweat, a towel on his shoulders, and a weight of one hundred and fifty pounds with a height of one meter and eight, he looks a little thin, but the muscle lines up and down his body are very clear, and the six-pack abdominal muscles seem to be six squares printed on the lower abdomen, and the young man looks energetic and energetic.

Zhao Changshu fetched a bucket of water from the well in the patio, washed his face, and then made something to eat, then carried his head, hoe, and shovel out of the house and walked towards his bag production area.

The grass in the peanut field has been pulled, and today he is going to hoe the sweet potatoes.

Zhao Changlan's sweet potato field is far away from home, about ten miles away, and there is a highway on the ground, and the roadbase is five or six meters higher than Zhao Changlan's sweet potato field.

According to the regulations of the local road administration department, crops cannot be planted within 50 meters on both sides of the highway, and it belongs to the forest green belt, but this section of the road is relatively remote, and the villagers of Zhaozhuang do not take this regulation seriously, and green sweet potatoes are planted everywhere on both sides of the road.

The managers of the Highway Bureau have also come to check several times, and even confiscated some villagers' farm tools. But after repeated bans, I didn't bother to care.

Far away from the place where his bag was produced, Zhao Changshu saw a black thing lying in his field, motionless, like a coffin.

"Fuck! Which king and eight lambs dug the old ancestor out of the ground and still in my field? Zhao Changshu scolded secretly, and then quickened his pace and walked towards the ground.

When he got closer, he realized that the black thing was a coffin, but a black sports car! Four wheels facing the sky, like a living king with his back facing the sky, the pungent smell of gasoline was permeating all around, and the iron fence of the highway had been smashed into a large area, which made people look shocking.

"Oh no, it's a car accident!" Zhao Changshu immediately realized what was happening.

He ran to the side of the sports car in a few steps, bent down and lay on the ground to look inside. I saw two young people in the car, a man and a woman, the woman's face was covered with blood, it seemed that her head was injured, and she was still holding a mobile phone in her hand on one side.

The airbags had been deployed, and both were wearing seat belts, effective protective measures, and the two were not killed on the spot.

Zhao Changshu roughly understood what happened to the car accident, and the high-speed car hit the guardrail for some reason, and then rolled down from the highway, and it became what it is now.

Zhao Changshu is a person who has seen the world, and knows that this is a Lamborghini convertible sports car, and the market price is not less than five million. The people who can own such cars are not ordinary people.

"Damn, I'm still a son, I must be idle and play drag racing. Zhao Changshu frowned and muttered, and then began to think of a way to save people.

He soon found that the double doors were open, and now the car was facing the sky on four wheels, and the doors were stuck in the sweet potato field and could not be opened at all, so that the bottom of the car had to be left a certain gap in the ground if he wanted to drag two people out of the car.

The chassis of the sports car is counterweighted, and if you want the car to leave the ground with a certain gap, it is obviously blind to rely on manpower alone, and you must have a hydraulic roof. But where can Zhao Changshu find a hydraulic roof in this wilderness?

Zhao Changshu frowned and looked around, and when he saw a row of poplars on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over when he touched the old man who was still on the ground. He found a poplar tree with a thick bowl mouth, and then raised the old man and slashed towards the roots of the poplar.

"No, no. Zhao Changlan wielded his old vigorously, and in less than five or six strokes, he brought down the poplar tree with the thick mouth of the bowl! Then he made a gesture on the trunk and cut off the crown with his head. He took the middle trunk and shoveled off the branches and leaves with an iron shovel, and a poplar pole more than three meters long appeared in his hand.

Zhao Changshu found three stones more than 50 centimeters high from the ground, put two next to the car, and put the other one more than three meters away from the front of the car.

Zhao Changshu looked at the car, found a good angle, first used a stone as a fulcrum, stretched one end of the poplar bar to the bottom of the car, and then came to the other end, a secret shout, suddenly exerted force, the front of the car was suddenly pried off the ground by him, and then he quickly pressed the stone that had been prepared on this end of the bar to replace himself, and quickly rushed to the side of the car, and stuffed the last stone under the car.

The car was pried off the ground, and the rest of the rescue work was easy to do, Zhao Changshu first dragged the woman out, then dragged the man out of the seat with one hand, grabbed the seat with the other hand and violently forced, and tore the entire seat off the car and threw it out of the car.

The man's stuck leg was suddenly released, and Zhao Changshu carefully picked him out of the car and put him on the sweet potato seedlings.

During the whole rescue process of Zhao Changshu, there were cars coming and going on the highway, but none of the cars stopped to help Zhao Changshu, maybe the highway was too high, they couldn't see the scene under the highway, maybe they had seen it, but they ignored it.

Zhao Changshu took two poplar sticks, pulled a sweet potato seedling, carefully fixed the man's broken calf, and then took the mobile phone in the woman's hand, flipped through the call records, and found that the call she made recently was thirty minutes ago, and there was a large list of missed calls.

He then dialed that number, and the call was quickly connected.

"Xiaomin! Where are you, we can't find you! Tell me your specific location, specific location!" As soon as the phone was connected, anxious shouts came from inside.

Obviously, the woman had called for help before, but before she could tell her specific location, she fell into a coma again, so that the people who came to save them could not find them quickly.

Zhao Changshu casually said his specific location.

When the other party heard that the person on the phone was not the person he imagined, he immediately changed his tone and asked seriously, "Who are you?"

The voice was a little cold, which made Zhao Changshu a little uncomfortable.

"I'm a farmer in the neighborhood. They had been rescued from the car by me, and the two of them were not in too bad condition, but they were both unconscious. Hurry up, or they'll be out of play, I still have something to do, and I have to hurry. Zhao Changshu hung up the phone after speaking.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang again, Zhao Changshu ignored it, put the phone next to the woman, and then began to deal with the wound on the woman's head, a hole more than three centimeters long was cut on the side of the woman's forehead, which injured the veins and blood vessels, and the blood flowed, dyeing the whole face red. There were also multiple bruises on the head, apparently from the car rolling down the rocky slope.

Zhao Changshu took off his stinky sweatshirt, wiped the blood on the woman's face a few times, and then directly wrapped the sweatshirt on the wound, bandaged the wound briefly, and the bleeding finally stopped.

On the highway, in the speeding Audi A6, an old man with gray hair threw his mobile phone aside and said almost roaringly: "Who is this kid? He dared to hang up on me! He also said that he was in a hurry! If Xiaoqiang and Xiaomin had any three longs and two shorts, I would shoot him!"

"Chief, you can calm down, and in a while, I will arrest this boy who does not know the height of the sky!" said a young man beside him to an old man in military uniform.

The old man rubbed his temples vigorously, and his anger dissipated a little, and then he said, "Xiao Zhao, don't be reckless, it may be that he saved Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang." I was too anxious just now, and I spoke a little rushed, so I can't blame him. Xiao Wang, hurry up, Xiao Zhao, call the local hospital and ask them to hurry up, I hope Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang can hold out until we arrive. ”

"Yes, chief!" Xiao Zhao hurriedly started to call, Xiao Li also sped up again, the car almost flew up on the highway, and a huge RV behind the sedan also accelerated and galloped.

Zhao Changshu wanted to find some water to moisten the lips of the two, but there were not a few drops of rain this summer, and he walked around the ground and did not find a drop of water, so he had to come back and wait anxiously for the rescuers to arrive.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the sirens of ambulances and police cars mixed together came from far away on the highway.

Zhao Changshu was surprised to find that if the ambulance did not come, it was enough, and there were five of them! The car had not yet stopped firmly on the emergency parking belt, and the medical staff in the car ran out of the car, holding all kinds of instruments in their arms, ventilators, blood pressure monitors, and electrocardiogram monitors. Lao Tzu's sweet potatoes!

But after all, people are here to save lives, and Zhao Changshu can't say anything.

The traffic police also came to a large group, set up a cordon on the highway, measured, took pictures, and were nervously busy. Several police officers also ran to the sweet potato field to see the two wounded.

After looking for a spear and making a rough count, there were 23 people getting out of the car! There were doctors, nurses, and some like hospital leaders, nervously directing from the side. The crowd formed a circle around the two wounded.

Everyone gathered around the man and the woman, and no one took care of him, a bare-backed, sweaty little peasant, and even the police did not come to record his confession.

Zhao Changlan, who was left out in the cold, stood a little bored on the periphery of the crowd, watching those people constantly trampling on their sweet potatoes, wondering if he would ask these people for some green seedling loss fees later, after all, with the two wounded as the center, the sweet potatoes within a radius of ten meters were completely finished.

At this moment, Zhao Changshu suddenly heard a doctor's shouting and scolding from the crowd: "Bastard, whose head is broken! You actually used such a dirty sweatshirt to bandage the wounds of the wounded? This is not as fucking as a mop! What a lack of education!"