018 picked up teenagers

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The boy was eleven or twelve years old, thin and thin, dressed in gray cloth and a little white, and his white and tender skin was not the kind of person who was used to farm work. He was still carrying a basket in his hand, which was already filled with three or four catties of grain.

The young man's breathing was a little short, and his face became more and more pale. He was so hungry that he hadn't eaten anything in days.

Walking to a hillside, the boy fell down as soon as he saw the flowers.

Rolling down the slope, the boy's basket spilled all the way, and the boy finally hit his head on a raised stone, and the whole person fainted.

Liang Tiantian carried the basket and gradually moved away from everyone.

There is a lot of grain in this sorghum field, and it seems that no one has ever visited.

Liang Tiantian happily picked up the sorghum ears one by one, and his mood became better and better.

Suddenly, a piece of sorghum ears seemed to have been thrown by someone. Liang Tiantian said in his heart: It's not that the Turkic soldiers' bags of grain are missing, otherwise how could there be so much grain.

The cat bent on his waist and hummed a song all the way down to pick it up, and the basket was about to fill up soon.

Suddenly, a gray corner of the clothes came into view.

Liang Tiantian exclaimed, and a young man fainted on his head covered in blood.

Whose boy is this?

Liang Tiantian looked at the big basket next to him and immediately understood, feeling that those sorghum ears were all sprinkled in this young man's basket, no wonder there were so many.

Liang Tiantian sniffed and retracted his hand violently.

The boy ran out of gas.

It won't be so unlucky!

"Hey, hey." Although he died once, Liang Tiantian was still a little scared subconsciously.

"Hey, wake up." Liang Tiantian felt the carotid artery again.

Hey, it doesn't seem to be dead.

"Wake up, whose child are you?" Liang Tiantian confirmed that there was no such teenager in his impression, and he should not be from this village.

The boy opened his eyes in a daze, and at that moment, Liang Tiantian clearly saw the vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

"Where am I?" The boy's voice was hoarse, as if it was being blocked through layers of space.

"You fainted in the field, you're here to collect food." Liang Tiantian knew that people who were in a coma would have a moment of distraction.

The boy followed the voice, and what caught his eye was a childish little face.

The boy stared at him and exclaimed, "It's you!" His eyes rolled, and he suddenly fainted.

Liang Tiantian was startled by the palpitation and undisguised joy in his voice.

Does this man know himself?

Could it be that there was some error in Liang Tiantian's memory? God, he won't see that there is something wrong with him, will he?

Liang Tiantian pursed his lips, not knowing what to do. But when he saw the wound on the boy's head, he suddenly softened again. You can't just watch him bleed to death, right?

There were no suitable bandaging tools at hand, and Liang Tiantian could only tear his clothes at first glance. But of course, you can't tear yourself up.

It's this boy, who still wears a long shirt when he goes out, and he thinks he's a gentleman sitting in a restaurant?

Liang Tiantian unceremoniously tore off a piece of the boy's clothes, held down the wound on his head and bandaged it twice.

"Tian Tian, Tian Tian ......" I heard Xiaohua's cry from afar. Liang Tiantian waved his hand, "Xiaohua, I'm here, let the eldest brother and second brother come over." ”

After a while, a few children came over.

Xiaohua and they were shocked when they got closer, "God, what's wrong with this person?" ”

"Rolled down the hill and broke my head." Liang Tiantian pointed to a blood-stained stone next to him, "I guess my head hit it." ”

Liang Manchu exclaimed when he saw it, "After so much blood, is he okay?" ”

Liang Tiantian shrugged, who knows.

"So what now?" Xiaohua hasn't encountered this either.

Qiuqiu shrank into the arms of his eldest brother, a little scared.

Liang Tiantian looked at the sky, it was getting dark. You can't throw this man here, for he will probably die of illness if he is not taken away by wild beasts.

"Let's take it home." Liang Tiantian finally said.

A few children, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they all nodded.

"I'll carry it." Liang Manchu threw the bag in his hand to Liang Tiantian, and with the help of Xiaohua, he carried the person on his back. "Hey, it's so heavy."

In fact, the boy is thin and weak, but Liang Manchu is only an eight-year-old boy after all, and it is still very difficult to carry it.

"You can carry the ball, I'll carry the person." Liang Mancang saw his younger brother grinning and hurriedly said.

"It's okay, big brother, I'll carry it first, and I'll change you later." It's not close to home, and he can't move alone.

Liang Tiantian hurriedly picked up the bag containing the grain, and Xiaohua sighed, "Tiantian, have you picked up so much grain?" "The basket was almost full.

"Oh." Liang Tiantian picked up the boy's basket on the side, "I didn't know before, I thought that the Turkic soldiers had dropped so much food, and the feelings were lost by the boy." So saying, he put the sorghum rice in his basket back into the boy's basket. Liang Tiantian didn't be greedy for him much, and even pretended more.

Seeing the boy's pale face, it is estimated that he has been hungry for a long time, and it is estimated that the life of the family is not as good as theirs.

Along the way, they didn't deliberately pick up food, picked the easy path, Liang Mancang and Liang Manchu took turns carrying the boy, Rao was like this, and when they got home, the two children were also tired and sweating.

The boy was put on the kang, and the person was still unconscious, but his breath was still steady.

"Do you want to get a doctor?" Xiaohua looked worried.

Liang Tiantian touched the boy's head and shook his head, "I don't have any money in my hand, and I can't invite a doctor." Let's take a look first, I'll make him some porridge to drink. Now she can understand the embarrassment of a penny that is difficult for a hero.

There was nothing at home, except for the few sorghum rice, and the most valuable thing was the pheasant. The pheasant was going to go to the market tomorrow to exchange money, but Liang Tiantian thought about it, looked at the boy again, and hesitated for a while.

After cooking the rice porridge, the second brother Liang Manchu helped to light the fire, and Liang Tiantian picked up the pheasant again.

"Little sister, do you want to stew chicken?" Liang Manchu's eyes lit up, and then he muttered: "It's delicious, it's delicious, but it can be sold for money." Although he was greedy, he also knew that his family was having a hard time and still needed money.

"How much can it sell?" Liang Tiantian really doesn't know much about the currency of this world.

"A rooster can be sold for two dollars, let alone this kind of game, which is more valuable." Liang Manchu swore and said: "One pound of rice is only ten cents, and two dollars of silver can buy twenty pounds of rice." ”

Twenty pounds of rice?

Liang Tiantian was taken aback.

Sorghum rice is cheaper, and rice is more expensive than fine grains. I didn't expect that a rooster could be exchanged for two dollars of silver, so this pheasant can be exchanged for rice even if it is exchanged for young and old.

Sell, be sure to sell.

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