I'm sore and limp, and the movement of getting up from the ground seems like a century has passed. But the old man did not speak, nor interfered, but stood aside and waited.

It seems that the old saying is true, when a person's eyes are blind, the other senses will become very sensitive, and my hearing was not so strong before, but I can now clearly hear the sound of the old man's steady breathing, which is in stark contrast to my loud gasp.

However, it is precisely because of this that I know clearly that this old man is still by my side and has not left.

I was so tired that when I stood up, I had nothing to say, and asked him, "Sir, how can I say that you have saved my life, what should I call you?" ”

But the old man was very cold, and he was just like the two of them with a smile just now, he stepped forward without the slightest intention of waiting for me, and replied to me directly: "It doesn't matter who I am, but you, hurry up, the food is going to be cold." ”

If you don't give a good face, I don't have a reason to continue asking, anyway, I'm thrown in this mountain now, and I don't even know if I can get out, so it's a little early to think about repaying the favor now!

I comforted myself like this, and continued to follow the old man's footsteps, and I realized the feeling of being blind, and now I actually began to sympathize with He Yunhu again.

It's strange that I should have hated him, hated him for depriving me of my eyes, and didn't even miss the old feelings at all, so he threw me into the valley, and his original intention should have been to fall me to death.

However, I feel so empathetic, is it true that my current feeling should be exactly the same as the feeling that he was deprived of his eyes when he was less than ten years old, that kind of helplessness and pain, and even dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, it turned out that the He family had brought him so much pain......

After a while, we seemed to enter a meadow, and I felt blades of grass rubbing against my ankles. However, this is not right, if this is the road that the old man often walks, shouldn't the grass have been trampled a long time ago?

I suddenly realized that I seemed to believe him too easily, I didn't even know who his name was, who he was, I couldn't even tell the very least, I couldn't even tell whether he was a good person, a good person, a bad person, and I subconsciously thought that he was a good person, so I followed him up the mountain?!

I used to think that Frost Rain was a good person!

I stood there, a little wary in my heart, and I asked him, "Sir, who are you?" Like this kind of deep mountain and old forest, ordinary people shouldn't live here all year round, and even the stone steps can be smoothed, right? ”

I heard the old man turn around, but, when I turned around, he did not rush to answer my question, but ran towards me with a burst of exclamation.

"Oops, oops......"

I was startled, and said in my heart, shouldn't this old man be killed after I saw through his mind? But I can't see it now, and I can't resist it!

So, I subconsciously took a step back, listened to his position, and then took a step in the opposite direction, trying to dodge.

"Hey, my little ancestor, don't you move! The herbs I worked so hard to grow have all been trampled on by you! ”

Before I could react, the old man suddenly broke my leg and began to wail about his herbs.

I panicked, it turned out to be a medicinal herb, and I thought I had been taken into a wasteland.

Hearing the old man's heartache shout, I was a little at a loss, so I hurriedly took two steps back, only to realize that there was a road here.

"Stinky boy! I'll take you on a good walk, you can't prick up your ears to listen, you don't take a good path, you have to step on my herbs! ”

Only then did I know, and roughly imagined, that this should be a vegetable garden planted by this old man, but instead of vegetables, herbs were planted. I remember that my grandmother used to think that the yard at home was too big and empty, so she set aside a piece of vegetable garden.

If the garden is too large, there are several paths set aside for easy walking and watering when necessary.

I said I'm sorry as I stepped back, and after taking two or three steps back, there really wasn't that hairy feeling at my feet, and just in case, I took another step back, and I seemed to hear some kind ......of branch and leaf breaking.

"Ouch hey......"

By the way, there is also the old man's painful voice*, but I really didn't mean to......

I hurriedly took another step forward, and said to myself, this time I am sure that after this step, I will never move again!

However, the old man did not give me a chance to "continue to move", but grabbed my wrist and said angrily: "Don't move, I'll take you forward, you follow closely, don't step on my baby!" ”

I nodded my head and let the old man lead me forward, his steps were very big and fast, I didn't dare to take a big step behind, I could only trot forward, and I didn't dare to run unscrupulously.

It's not really big, and in less than a minute, you've already walked through this vegetable garden, and of course, it may be because the old man is walking too fast......

The old man let go of my hand, patted his hand again, as if relieved, and said, "Here it is, how about it, would you like to sit down and eat something?" ”

Actually, I'm very vigilant now, I don't know if all blind people are like this, as long as the old man leans over, I think he wants to harm me.

Even if he's been helping me since he saw me, what if it's just him pretending? What if this is all a trap for him to deceive me?

I sat down silently, gritted my teeth, and the old man handed me a pair of chopsticks, and he knocked on the chopsticks, and I knew, reaching out to take it, and thinking that he would poison the rice?

But, after a while, I heard the sound of the old man eating it.

I took the chopsticks, but I still didn't dare to eat, what if all this was acting? He eats what is not poisonous, and what I eat is poisonous?

I hesitated, stretched out my chopsticks, it turned out that after I had no eyes, it was so difficult to even eat, I didn't even know where the food was, and even the rice was handed to me by the old man himself.

Probably seeing my predicament, the old man knocked on the plate with his chopsticks, and according to the source of the sound, I quickly determined the position, stretched out the chopsticks to pick up something, and wasted a lot of strength to pick up the first chopsticks, like a baby who has just learned to use chopsticks.