Wan Lin and the three of them walked into the somewhat dim bamboo building, and saw that the building was all built with bamboo unique to the mountainous area, and the thick bamboo and also the bamboo pieces were skillfully combined in a qiē, forming this bamboo building with strong regional architectural characteristics, but obviously this bamboo building has fallen into disrepair, and cracks are distributed on the mottled bamboo pieces.

The first floor of this bamboo building is the owner's living area, and there is a large pile of bamboo shoots stacked in one corner of the house, and there are some shredded bamboo shoots on the ground next to it. There was a low bamboo table next to it, with two small bamboo chairs on the side, one of which had one leg broken and a cyan stone underneath, and two large broken bowls on the table, which were steaming in the slightest.

"Sit down", the girl's mother beckoned the guests to the table, then looked at the bamboo chair with one folded leg, turned her head and shouted to the girl: "Hurry up and move two bamboo stools" said, moved the good bamboo chair to the old man and let the old man sit down, and then turned around to make tea.

The girl brought two low bamboo stools and put them behind Wan Lin and Xiaoya, and pulled the two to sit down. The three of them sat at the small table and glanced at the table, and saw that there were two bowls of porridge in two steaming bowls, and there were more than a dozen rice grains and a few bamboo shoots floating on the clear soup, and the bottom of the bowl could almost be seen.

The girl's mother walked back with the teapot and saw that the three of them were staring at the table, so she quickly bent down and put the teapot and teacup on the small bamboo table, poured tea for the three and put them in front of the three of them......

She immediately took the two bowls of porridge and walked aside, and said to the girl in a low voice, "Xiaolan, the guests haven't eaten yet, right?" You hurry up to Uncle Wang's house on the side to borrow some rice", the girl looked at the porridge in her mother's hand with a gloomy face, her eyes turned red, and she turned around and walked out the door.

The girl's mother's voice was extremely low, but the voice had clearly entered the ears of Xiao Ya and Wan Lin, who had internal strength, and the two of them stood up suddenly, Xiao Ya grabbed the girl who was walking out of the door and said, "We are not hungry, we will go back to the town to eat in a while", and turned her face to look at Wan Lin. Wan Lin nodded, turned around and walked out the door without saying a word.

At this time, the grandfather glanced at the girl's house with four walls, then looked at the girl's mother with a withered face, shook her white head gently, and then looked at the bamboo staircase leading to the second floor next to him and said, "You're welcome, we're just coming to see the patient and see if we can help?" Let's go up and have a look now," he said, looking at the girl.

A look of excitement flashed in the girl's eyes, and she hurriedly said, "My father has been in bed for several months, let me take you up." Mom, you clean up the house first," he said, walking over to his grandfather and supporting the old man.

Grandpa smiled and waved his hand, got up on his own, and walked to the second floor with his feet raised. As soon as the old man's feet stepped onto the stairs, a "creaking" sound sounded from under his feet.

"Grandpa be careful! This bamboo building should have been repaired a long time ago, and my father said before he was injured that he would build a new building, and the bamboo was ready. But after my father was injured, all the money he had saved was spent in the hospital, and he borrowed money from many relatives and neighbors," the girl whispered, reaching out behind her grandfather to hold his arm, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

The old man turned around and took the girl's little hand, patted it, and whispered, "Child, don't cry, your father will stand up!" He took three steps and two strides upstairs.

The "creaking" staircase suddenly fell silent. The girl stood on the stairs and looked at her tall grandfather with a look of astonishment, and saw that he seemed to be walking up the broken old staircase without touching the ground, and there was no sound under his feet.

Xiaoya followed her grandfather and the girl to the second floor, and immediately saw a thin man, lying on his back on a shabby bamboo chaise longue near the window, one leg wrapped in a yellowed bandage, and two godless eyes staring at him and his grandfather in surprise.

The girl ran to the man like a cheerful rabbit and excitedly said, "Dad, I've brought you a doctor!" Then he turned his head and said to his grandfather and Xiaoya: "This is my father."

The man lay limply on the chaise longue, a ray of light suddenly flashed in his desperate eyes, staring straight at the old man, his lips trembling twice and closing again, and his arms slowly raised to express his gratitude.

Grandpa strode to his side and said, "Don't move, let me take a look first", the man's eyes flashed with gratitude, shook his head with a thick local accent, and said in a weak tone: "Thank you, forget it, it can't be cured", a look of despair flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at his daughter's dark and thin face suddenly red, full of love and guilt.

The girl's eyes turned red, knowing that her father was feeling sorry for herself, tears immediately slipped down from the corners of her eyes, squatted beside her father and pulled his arm, choked and said, "Dad, Dad, you will definitely get better." Grandpa said, you'll definitely get back on your feet! As he spoke, tears poured out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Grandpa bent down and grabbed the man's left hand and squatted down, and the girl hurriedly ran to the side and brought two small bamboo stools for Xiaoya and Grandpa to sit down.

Grandpa looked at the man's thin and gray face, frowned slightly, turned his head to Xiaoya and said, "Look at the trauma on his leg" as he spoke, putting his fingers on her wrist and concentrating on his pulse.

Xiaoya put the first-aid kit she was carrying on the ground, reached out to untie the yellowed bandage wrapped around the man's leg, and said secretly in her heart: "It seems that this bandage has been used many times, it must have been washed, used and washed, it seems that they have been dragged down, and they can't even afford bandages."

Thinking of this, she looked up at the window, and sure enough, she found that several washed bandages were drying on a bamboo pole outside the window, all of which had turned yellow.

The girl saw Xiaoya staring out the window, and whispered with red eyes: "The bandages are too expensive, we can only change them and wash them before using them, but my mother disinfects them with hot water every time."

"Xiaolan, isn't your small hotel business good?" Xiao Ya's hand changed, and she asked in a low voice, and the girl shook her head helplessly and replied: "We are too remote here, and few outsiders come here, but it has suddenly become lively in the past few days, and there is usually no business at all." Now the family just relies on my mother to collect some mountain goods, and after a while, I will go to the township dozens of kilometers away to sell some money and come back," he said, pointing to the bamboo shoots drying on a few bamboo mats on the hillside outside the window, Xiaoya nodded silently, and intently opened the last layer of bandage on the calf of the man's right leg, and a bad smell had already come to his nose.

Xiao Ya's heart trembled, knowing that the other party's wound must be infected, and the innermost gauze was already stained with red and yellow liquid.