The light is too bright to sleep, and you don't need to open your eyes to know that everything around is white and bright. The body is also hot, Han Zhou feels that his face is going to be exposed, and there is still the pain of igniting a fire. But when I wanted to open my eyes, I found that I couldn't open them, my eyes seemed to be covered with a lot of eye droppings, the sound of people walking around my ears, and loud noises, there were men and women, and the whole environment was like the backstage before the performance, all kinds of hectic.

Gradually, the voice became clearer, and a thin female voice asked, "What should I do?" What to do? This tone is a bit like the Northwest sketch I once watched, very joyful, but I can also hear that she is nervous and flustered.

"Looks like he's still alive! You see her eyelids moving. There was an old man's voice, not as flustered as the one just now.

"Even if she is alive, I can see her eyelids moving." There was a child's voice, crunchy, probably a girl.

"I'll go check it out." There was a man's voice. I can hear that I want to try, but I don't have enough confidence.

"Don't go over, you see that she is dressed ordinary, but she has fine skin and tender flesh, and you look at the nails, which looks like us women. Don't come out of a big family, come back to us for trouble. The shrill voice just now said again.

"Then you can't just let her lie down all the time, and she will die of sunburn like this." The man with less confidence said again.

"That's it, let's go over and open our eyelids first, maybe we can live." The old man spoke.

Hanzhou now knows why those people are arguing, they are talking about her, maybe they treat her as a porcelain toucher. She felt that except for some pain in her left ribs, the rest of her body was fine, but she couldn't use her strength. It's really hard to open her eyes, she needs to rest, and she needs to work harder. But it was too hot, and she felt that she couldn't gather her strength, and she might turn into a puff of green smoke and disperse. She must have been lying down for a long time, and I don't know where the driver who caused the accident was, how could he throw her on the road with a wolf heart? It's okay to call 120. Grandma's, Lao Chen, didn't say anything to look for me, and went to play games again at noon.

"Grandpa Luo, let's go and have a look." It was the man's voice again.

"Hmm." The old man replied.

There was a sound of footsteps. Ringing in my ears.

There are shadows blocking the light on the face. Han Zhou knew that someone was coming to take care of her, and she was very excited, but she couldn't figure out her own situation, afraid that they didn't know the knowledge of first aid, and hoped that they could contact the hospital first, of course, the most important thing was to bring yourself a bottle of water, otherwise it would really turn into a wisp of green smoke and disperse.

A finger landed on her eyelid, carefully pushed it up, and then hurriedly lowered it.

"Do you see clearly?" The old man asked.

"I don't know." The man replied.

Han Zhou was afraid that they would leave, and said in his heart, you should come again, if I touch the porcelain, I will stick to you at this moment, how can I be so motionless?

"Then we'll see." The old man said again, and the movements of his hands were sharper.

Finally see the light. Han Zhou tried to move his eyes, he didn't want to see anything clearly, he just wanted people to know that the lying man was still alive.

"Well, I can see it clearly, now I see it clearly, she is alive." The man's voice was a little excited.

The sound caused a commotion around it, and various voices were chaotic again.

"Carry her to the kiln first, let her cool down." The old man seemed to give an order.

"Oh." The man's hand reached under her neck, and the other hand supported her thigh.

He listened to the old man very well.

Finally, I don't have to turn into a wisp of green smoke, and Han Zhou's heart is relieved. She felt herself fluttering in someone's arms. There seemed to be some people behind him, kicking and tapping, probably following to see the first aid process. Is there anything nice about this? Hanzhou has lived for so many years and has always disliked onlookers, but onlookers seem to be the norm of life.

"Hurry up and open the kiln door." The old man commanded.

Someone stepped forward, but they didn't hear the sound of unlocking, and the door "creaked", and Han Zhou thought to himself that this must be a bad door.

"Put it on the kang, put it on the kang". Everyone's voices, chaotic.

Well? Put it on the kang? Is there still a home kang in Beijing these days? Hanzhou was confused.

The body is flat, and the kang board is very hard, but the room is cooler, and there is no need to dry it anymore.

"Gotta find a doctor, right?" The man asked uncertainly.

An old hand touched Han Zhou's forehead and tested the temperature of his neck again.

"It's sunburned outside, go get a scoop of water, and then call a doctor later."

Then there was the sound of water, footsteps, and a whisper of chirping.

A drop of water, a cool drop of water fell on Han Zhou's forehead, followed by a water-stained hand covering her forehead, eyes, and face. Now, Hanzhou knows what the grace of dripping water is, and this is really too great a kindness.

Another water-soaked cloth pasted on her face, opening a small slit for her to breathe. There are small droplets of water soaked in the nasal cavity, moist, so comfortable. Hanzhou is really down-to-earth now.

"I should wipe her body too, it was really sunburned just now." The old man said again.

Yes? Do you want to take off my clothes? Am I going to be watched? There's no bad guy video, right? Han Zhou nervously clenched his fists, but his fists couldn't exert any strength. She can't do anything but this, it's really a man-made knife, and I'm a fish.

"Then, then Sister Cuicui, come on, let's all go out first." The man's voice was muffled, and he was a little embarrassed to hear it.

"Okay, Xiaohua will leave her mother to help." The shrill voice turned out to be Cuicui.

"Hmm." Xiaohua said yes crisply.

The footsteps kicked and clicked away again. The room was silent, but the voices outside could still be heard.

"Take off her robe and her shoes first." Cuicui said.

A few hands were tugging back and forth on the body, but there was some discipline. When I took off my clothes, I felt a chill on my body, and I could feel the breeze driven by people walking around.

"Mom, she's so white. It's whiter than you take off your clothes, and it's about the same as the flesh on my belly. Xiaohua said as she dipped water on her body.

"Mom was very white when she didn't give birth to you." Cuicui responded while working.

"What does it have to do with having fair skin and having children? You must have been black in the first place. "Xiaohua is not merciful at all. Han Zhou wanted to laugh when he heard this.

"This child, can you know what happened before I gave birth to you? It's nonsense. The people in the town say that your mother is a flower, but it was only after finding your father's unremarkable that she became like this. Cuicui said unwillingly, but the movements of her hands increased a little harder, and her skin hurt a little.

Xiaohua said "oh" for a moment, saw that her mother's face had changed, and she no longer spoke.

After a while, Xiaohua couldn't hold back her words again, "Mom, her hands are so beautiful, and her hair is good, better than my hair." ”

"Do your job. Go get some cooler water. Cuicui ordered.

"Oh." The little broken steps went and came back.

"Mom, you see that the soles of her feet don't seem to be crusty, and they are soft to the touch. The nails are also clean, unlike yours. "The little girl is a little heartless.

"I'll compare it to my mother! How much work does your mother do in a day, and how much work does someone else do in a day? Cuicui's movements were more numb, but it really hurt her, Han Zhou snorted.

"Mom, she's awake!" The child screamed, as if to jump away.

Cuicui's movements in her hands also stopped, and the people outside the house also made a commotion when they heard the child's words, but no one spoke, and they still stood outside, but did not enter the house. Han Zhou thought to himself, these people still understand things, it's good.

"Ahem, wake up, wake up." Cuicui pushed Hanzhou twice, this woman is quite bold.

Hanzhou wanted to move, but he couldn't, as if he was in a dream.

Cuicui pushed two more handfuls, waited, and still didn't react, her hand helplessly stopped on Han Zhou's chest, and subconsciously slapped it, as if slapping the table and beating it.

Han Zhou thought to himself, when I wake up, I must see what kind of woman this is, although everyone is a woman, but this is too unsophisticated, right?

"Mom, let me do it and tickle her." The little hands scratched happily, the nails were a little long, and the scratches were a little painful.

"This place will definitely work". The little hands traveled to the soles of their feet, scratching their soles over and over again.

Hanzhou really couldn't stand it, this child was too noisy, just like when she was a child, she thought of the warmth in her daughter's heart, and couldn't help laughing, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"She smiled!" The child shouted.

"She cried!" It's the voice of the child's mother.

"I scratch, I scratch, I keep scratching." The child was clearly encouraged, and the voice was as delightful as a flower.

"Ah, don't—don't" Hanzhou finally spoke. At the same time, her eyes were opened, she was so tired, she didn't have any strength.

"She's awake, she's really awake!" The crunchy sound of the little flower rang out.

"Huh?" The footsteps outside the door are a little messy, and I must want to come in and have a look.

"Don't come in yet, she's still naked!" Cuicui raised her voice and went to find something covered.

Han Zhou smiled weakly and thought to himself, this eldest sister, when I get better, I will definitely meet you. Can you be a little obscured?

Finally covered up, it was tighter than Han Zhou imagined, she thought that just hastily covering the key parts would call someone in, but she didn't expect this Cuicui to be quite attentive. She couldn't help but open her eyes and look at this woman, only to find out that she might be an extra, wearing a black robe, like a Hanfu, and the clothes are not so dark because they are often washed, maybe they are old, this crew is attentive.

was looking closely, a large group of extras came in, all wearing robes, some long and some short, all of them were oblique, with a belt rooted in the waist, some were tied carefully, and some were hastily tied, and they could be seen wearing pants, but they were all bloomers, and some of them had mud on their trousers and shoes, which showed that they were a careful crew. I don't know what kind of drama it is, but it's really a little exciting.

Everyone invariably looked at the old man at the front, waiting for him to speak, and it seemed that he had a high status in this group.

"Can the girl speak?" The old man asked in a deep voice, looking kind.

"Ah, yes. Thank you, old man, thank you. Han Zhou struggled to make a sound, and his throat was a little hoarse.

"That, Xiaohua, bring some water for this sister." The old man turned to Xiaohua and said.

Xiaohua handed over a scoop, which was made of half a gourd. Han Zhou wanted to drink it very much, but he raised his hand, but he didn't have the strength to put it down again. Cuicui lifted her head a little more neatly, supporting her body with her legs and chest, and at the same time did not forget to pull the clothes covered on her body with her hands to prevent them from falling. Xiaohua cooperated very well in feeding the water.

The water was cool and sweet, and drinking more than half of it really alleviated the drought. Han Zhou smiled at everyone to express his gratitude. Cuicui carefully laid her down again.

"Your life is big, girl, today I fortunately met Xiaohua to come out to play, and when I saw you fall to the ground, I hurriedly went to call someone, otherwise, something big would happen." The old man sighed and patted his leg.

"Did you catch it?" Han Zhou asked.

"Catch? How can you catch it, such a tall donkey, as soon as it slips away from the smoke, how big is the little flower. The old man said again.

"Yes, it's very high, and it's fast, I saw you being kicked down, and I quickly ran back to call someone." Xiaohua said solemnly, her face tightened.

"Donkey? I was kicked by a donkey? It was hard for Han Zhou to believe the words of this witness, but the child's attitude was unquestionable, which made Han Zhou completely unsure of how to react. What the hell is going on?

"Look at you like this, you should be a girl from a good family, you raise it first, and I will let people tell you that there is such a big thing at home, and you will have to pay attention to it in the future." The old man sighed.

"Listening to the accent, you're not a local, girl, where is your home?" Cuicui interjected.

"Let Uncle Dazao send you a letter, he knows a lot of people." Xiaohua spoke to her as she gestured to the tall, strong man next to her.

The tall man smiled, didn't speak, just nodded, and looked very reliable.

Hanzhou was still confused, and he always felt that something was wrong. She hesitated and said, "Beijing, Haidian District." ”

"What?" The old man frowned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the man named Da Zao.

The tall man was also puzzled, and hesitantly repeated what he had just heard: "Beijing, you mean Beijing?" ”

The people around them were asking each other in confusion, and the room was full of "Beijing?" "Beijing?"

Oh, my God! Chinese don't know about Beijing? What's going on? Han Zhou felt that he was stunned by the words of this group of people, and he didn't know whether it was a fool lying down or a fool who was standing.

"Ahem-", the surroundings fell silent, and everyone knew that the old man was going to speak. "If I don't know, I will inquire slowly, and if I do, I will tell the girl's family. Now let's discuss the placement of the girl. ”

"Yes, yes, let's discuss the resettlement first." The crowd agreed.

"I want to pick up the girl, but there are already three children in the family, and my family's unimpressive second cow—" Cuicui said in embarrassment.

Xiaohua looked at her mother, a little looking forward to picking up her beautiful sister to live with her, and it was difficult to speak at this time.

"I'm old, a lonely old man, she's sick now, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of her." The old man shook his head regretfully.

"I also have a lot of children in my family, and I have one more person to eat, and this--, she is from a good person's family, what should I do?" An elderly woman in the back said.

"yes, everyone is in a similar situation, what should I do?" Someone chimed in.

Han Zhou's mind is messed up, and now she has become a problem for others.

"I think jujube is the most suitable, he eats and lives alone, and now he is taken care of as a sister first, and if he finds a home, he will have one more sister, and if he can't find a home, he will be a daughter-in-law."

The short man who spoke laughed before he finished speaking, and the onlookers laughed too, and some people chimed in and said it was a good idea.

Han Zhou was a little angry, but now she really didn't even have the strength to speak, what could she do? Her angry look must have been obvious, and Da Zao blushed and patted the little man who had just made the suggestion, expressing her protest against making fun of him.

Then they looked at the old man again, waiting for him to speak.

"I see-" The old man was very hesitant and a little helpless, "I think I will raise my sister first, and I will talk about it later, while raising it, I will inquire about what kind of place this Beijing is, and I will come here first today, the girl is not in good spirits, so I will rest first." The situation of each family is similar, good food is not often available, and those who can be more careful come over, after all, she is a sick person and a foreigner, so she has to take care of it. ”

"Yes, Grandpa Luo is right." Others chimed in. A crowd of people nodded.

The jujube looked at the lying Han Zhou and didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

The matter was settled, Han Zhou closed his eyes, not wanting to open them. She didn't know what was going on, there was no crew at all, it was simply true. Her mind was so messy, she wanted to let herself fall asleep quickly, and when she woke up, maybe she would be back on track, she didn't go out in the sun, and Ryoko didn't die, and Yiren didn't lose her temper at her. The days were quiet and beautiful.

The people in the room gradually dispersed, and they could be heard to be a little excited. It is conceivable that they will tell today's story to their friends and neighbors, while also expressing their sympathy and curiosity. Perhaps Beijing would be guessed to be a fairy mountain on the sea, and she would be guessed to be a handmaiden who was punished and expelled.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, it should be that the jujube sent to the guest came back, he sat on the kang edge for a while, and he didn't say anything, Hanzhou was a little nervous, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to be dead. Now she can't move, and the only one in the room who can move is a man, oh my God! Are you testing me or him? Are you an old man who is still so playful?

Listening to the voice, Da Zao got up from the kang again, walking back and forth on the ground, his steps were not in a hurry or slow, Han Zhou thought that he must be making up his mind, what to do with me. After a while, he spoke: "That, girl, I don't know if you are asleep, but I have to explain, I have to go out to prepare some food and use, I guess your time here will not be short." I'll tie the door shut from the outside, and you'll rest in peace. I'll call Sister Cuicui again and ask her to clean it up for you, so it's Sister Cuicui who will open the door in a while, so you don't have to worry. After saying that, he moved his footsteps, and the footsteps were very powerful. The door still "creaked" and "banged", which should be tied to the door. The footsteps went far. The surroundings fell completely silent.

Han Zhou slowly opened his eyes and looked around, this is really a kiln, I have only seen it from pictures before, and I have lived in it today. The room is not well lit, the windows are small, and there is no glass, and I don't know what is pasted, and there is a slight light. The walls are also dark in this light, which is probably the result of years of smoking. Turning his head, there was a stove on the ground and a big black cauldron. There is also a water tank, the scoop that has just been given her to drink water is floating in the water tank, oh my God, will it be all with the scoop to drink water in the future, he will use it when he runs out, and he will use it when I run out?

Han Zhou was stimulated by this thought and wanted to scold and cry, she scolded the fuck fiercely in her heart, and greeted all the gods and Buddhas she knew who could control the fate of mankind. At this time, she is not afraid of their retaliation, because she has already been retaliated. She's been sent by an invisible hand to drink water and share a utensil with a strange man, isn't that revenge? But what did she do? She doesn't lose all the donations organized by the unit, she gives money every time she pulls the erhu under the bridge, and she is filial to her in-laws, and she scolds Lao Chen carefully, at most she tickles, and she doesn't dare to stab the knife.

She cursed this ghost place in her heart, cursed the invisible hand of fate, and in the cursing she was so tired that she was about to fall asleep, and at this time, the loud Sister Cuicui came.

"Bang", the door is locked, "squeak", people come in.

"Girl, I'll come to see you." With the wind in his footsteps, he sat down with his ass and was very cross-legged, Han Zhou opened his eyes and smiled at her with his hard work.

"Let's put on our clothes first, or he won't be able to get a jujube back." As she spoke, Cuicui's hand lifted the thing she was covering.

"I still have to cook at home, so I won't spend much time with you. When you're in good spirits, let's talk slowly. Xiaohua is very sensible, let her come over if it's okay, she likes you a lot. She still wants you to live at home, but it's just a kang, you look like you're oily and slippery, how can the dead ghost in my house stand it. So there's no way, you can only live here with Brother Dajuju. If you want to be cheap, you can only cheapen him. Rest assured, he's a good guy......"

This woman can really talk about it, so much so that Han Zhou can't help but ask for mercy. She was weakly held in her arms and dragged by others, which reminded her of her daughter's appearance of dressing the rag doll, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Now, once again, she cursed the invisible hand of fate that had caused her to leave the child. What is Ryoko dead? Even Lao Chen can be lost, but let her lose her child, fate is a dead thing, I have a grudge against you!

"Okay, get dressed, you see, what a neat person. I have to go. Cuicui was very satisfied with the results of her work, and stroked her hair exaggeratedly.

Han Zhou was in no mood to give her another smile at this time, and closed his eyes. Even though she knew she should be grateful.

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