The man, who was called Xueyou, cautiously stuck an iron fork commonly used by rural people into the soil between the boy's legs, and after trying his strength, he asked people to press it, and then concocted the other handle in the same way, and slowly lay on the ground, reaching for the boy's feet, and the people behind him tightly pulled his waist and legs.

"Xueyou, be careful not to touch the baby, you have to catch it!"

The person behind him reminded in a whisper, and the man slowly stretched out a big hand to try, but found that it was still a little short, a palm away, so he had to move forward slowly, tried again, and it was still a little bit short, and everyone stared at the big hand tightly and didn't dare to let go.

However, just as the man tried to move forward again, everyone suddenly saw that a small handful of frost and frost scattered dirt under the man's abdomen had slid down, which would not have happened in normal times, but now it is the cold winter season, and the soil has been frozen and scattered, and such a small handful of soil has become the last straw that crushes the camel.

"Shinichi!"

"Xueyou, hold him quickly!"

Seeing that the young man's body was oblique and fell down, everyone screamed in shock, and the man saw this, and quickly rubbed it forward, regardless of whether he would fall down, grabbed the child's feet, and hung his body, and the people behind him hurriedly pulled the man's feet, and a man and a young man lay on the soil in the cold winter season, not up or down.

"Hurry up, pull Xueyou up!"

"Xueyou, you light, the baby's bones are brittle and can't stand shaking."

After everyone carefully pulled, they dragged the two of them to the shore with great difficulty, and laid the young man flat on the river beach, Liu Sirui pulled open the young man's clothes, tested the temperature on his forehead, and found that there was still body temperature and breath, and it was terrifyingly hot, I am afraid that if I don't cool down, I will burn into an idiot.

"Hurry up, Hongyuan, take Shinichi home, you're still angry, you have a high fever, Runping, you hurry up and call the barefoot guy to come to the house to give Shinichi a fever."

When Liu Runping heard this, he pulled his legs and ran in the direction of the town, the second Hongyuan picked up the young man in his arms without saying a word, and ran back and forth desperately, jumping up and down anxiously, he never felt that the baby in his hand was so heavy, and his heart was so painful.

"Er, look at your feet!"

"Xueyou, let's go back first!"

In the time when the ninety years were slowly closing, in the depths of the young man's memory, on the beautiful riverside, it was not laughter or firecrackers that greeted the ninety-one era, but more than a dozen or twenty men running wildly without physical strength, still holding iron forks and sticks in their hands, and the momentum was terrifying.

Liu Hongyuan only felt that his arm seemed to be broken, that is, he had never even carried the cement for a day so painfully, the salty sweat beads mixed with tears soaked all over his body, and his eyes were stabbed by salt water, but the steps under his feet were not slow at all, looking at the door that was getting closer and closer, his whole body burst out again with a wave of closeness.

"Eldest sister, mom, hurry up, quickly take the futon and cover Shinichi, Xiaoping, quickly bring hot water and towels!"

As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw that the family was waiting at the door, Liu Hongyuan shouted, and before the voice fell, the person rushed into Runping's room, took off the clothes on the young man's body and put it flat on the bed, covered it with a quilt, touched the sweat on his face, and then turned sideways.

The old lady sat on the edge of the bed with a painful face, but the hot towel wrung in the little daughter's hand wiped the young man's body, and without even changing her clothes, she pressed several beds of bedding on the young man's body, which comforted the eldest girl who was crying on the side.

Not long ago, the boss of the Liu family came back, and the rest of the men were persuaded by him to go home to prepare for the New Year, and it was soon Chinese New Year's Eve, and the family had all kinds of things, and they couldn't let them look at a child, the teenager had a high fever for an hour, and the barefoot old man was dragged to the house by Liu Runping, during which the eldest and second eldest also told everything about what happened, Zhang Wenming sat on the ground on the side and was silent, he was about to rush to the dam head and was pulled by the boss and Xueyou.

"Old barefoot, how is this baby?"

The old man looked at the barefoot guy in front of him anxiously, and a thick sense of distress spread in his eyes, the old man looked at the old man, and said slowly:

"Is this baby stimulated by something, the fire is so big, holding back the fire in his belly, hurting the internal qi, you see the mouth is full of fire bubbles, full of blood bubbles, this cold day, such a big fire, it must be stimulated, and it is also a high fever, this is really fateful, if you are not a few hours faster, you will burn this man to death."

Now there is no big problem, and there is no need to take any medicine, you can find a few pear stews and feed a little, take off the child's bedding, and cover a bed, and when he has slept enough, it will be good to put out the fire. ”

"Yes! Then I'm really embarrassed, this is the New Year, call you from home, Runping, go to your mother to get some money for your uncle, I won't send you, come to play at home during the New Year. ”

"Minghua, this kid is your grandson, right? Your grandfather is not doing authentically, you have to raise this child, rich and noble, it is not a big deal to be stimulated by such a big stimulus, and the future will be amazing. ”

After the old barefoot finished speaking, he smiled and took a gross ticket in Runping's hand, and without looking at it, he stuffed it into his pocket.

"Runping, you will sleep with Zhenyi at night, be careful, don't let him kick off the quilt."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went out, he was good by others, the old man was kind all his life, and the people in the village also had to thank him, although there was nothing, but the things that Runping brought back were regarded as the same fun in the village, as long as the child was healthy, everything was fine.

The young man dressed neatly, got out of bed by the light and found a pair of brand-new mille-feuille cloth warm shoes, and put them on with just the right amount of force, and at a glance he knew that it was his aunt's craftsmanship.

"Shinichi, you're awake, you're a bad baby, and grandma scolded your mother severely, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's the first day of the new year, grandma doesn't say unlucky things."

"Grandma, don't you see I'm fine, I'm so comfortable, you see, the new shoes made by my aunt are all on."

The boy kicked the shoes on his feet, and after a while, the whole family was woken up by the teenager's waking up, and they woke up from their sleep, and at this time the sound of firecrackers undulating with each other also began to sound, and all families began to welcome the exciting ninety-one years, there is always new hope in the new year, in the heart of the teenager, it is a new era.

If you don't die, you don't know if it's a blessing!

The young man's heart is full of longing, as well as hope for the future, counting the bits and pieces on the road of life, looking at the happy scene in front of him, the corners of his eyes can't help but moisten, in this new spring when the north wind is howling, he is really reborn, and there is nothing that can stop his progress, even if fate, he will not let himself succumb to its majesty.