"Where's the stretcher?" Thinking of Dacheng, Zhiwen asked again, he may not be able to wake up when it is dawn, and even if he wakes up, he may not be able to walk, "Carry Dacheng together." ”

"It's burned," Xiao Jie looked at him helplessly, "Didn't you say that you can't have a dead person who has carried it?" Forgot? ”

I really forgot, Zhiwen smiled helplessly.

"Why are you going?" Xiao Jie was puzzled, find two people to go over, if you want to get to the lime, won't it be over, you have to rush back to the official road, a group of people are all over, is it necessary?

"Hehe," Zhiwen smiled, "It's not enough to just order lime." ”

It's best to stay there and learn the technique of burning lime, Dazhu is skillful, and tell him to use more snacks when the time comes.

It would be better if the two fathers and sons could be abducted and with them.

"If Dacheng has a fever, he can ask Dr. Sun to show him." Zhiwen went on to say that this is also one of the purposes.

A big pit was dug on the spot, and Zhiwen buried all the ashes left over from the four fires last night.

"It's no wonder if you're offended." Zhiwen muttered in his heart, bowed three times to the newly raised mound, and led everyone to the mountain with green smoke.

......

"Zhiwen, there's a village in front, do you want to go in and have a look?" Xiao Jie pointed to a village not far away and asked Zhiwen.

Seeing that it was almost at the top of the hill that was burning before dawn, a village appeared on the side of the road.

The plan of the day was in the morning, and it was the morning when the sun was shining, and there was no smoke rising in the village, and there were no peasants walking on the road, and it was estimated that it was deserted.

"No need," Zhiwen shook his head, "Beware of wild dogs when passing by." ”

Usually in this kind of village, other refugees like to go in and search for it, even if they can't find any food, it is good to find some other items to replenish it.

But now there is basically nothing to be found in these villages, except that you don't need to build a shack when you rest your feet at night, and you can rest in the house for the night.

However, many wild dogs also like to build nests in such abandoned villages, and they have to take some risks if they enter.

It's still early, so let's find Uncle Sun and his father and son first.

The blazing hill was not far from here, and in broad daylight, the firelight was almost invisible, and now that we were closer, we could see a faint green smoke and a view distorted by the heat.

It's finally here.

It is a stone mountain, and the belly of the mountain has been broken open, revealing a blue-gray mountain, all of which are hard, joined together stones.

At the foot of the mountain there are four or five piles of stones of different sizes and shapes, the scale is not small, Zhiwen estimated that the height is about two meters, apparently mined from the stone mountain and piled here.

There was a dirt road leading to the foot of the hill on the other side, where there was a high ridge, the bottom of which was hollowed out, and a semicircular arch was built, and the top was made of mud bricks...... Chimney?

That's right, the green smoke that Zhiwen and they saw in the distance came from the top place, and Zhiwen thought it should be a chimney.

If you look closely, there are still cyan flames whirring from above.

The semi-circular arch at the bottom was glowing with fire, and from time to time sparks fell and splashed out of the hole.

Zhiwen had never been exposed to these things in his previous life, and he only saw that it was a small earthen kiln, and as for whether it was burning lime, he didn't know.

There is also a pile of charcoal next to the earthen kiln, which is thick and straight, and the quality is very good.

"What about people? What about Uncle Sun and them? Dazhu shouted from the side.

"What if it's not Uncle Sun?" Xiao Jie is still more cautious.

"It must be," Dazhu disagreed, twisting his neck and raising his chin, "Oh, isn't that eight thousand?" ”

Everyone looked in the direction his chin pointed, and it was strange that there were two big trees next to the earthen kiln, which were actually shaded by thick shade under such a great drought.

Under the shade of the tree, a little boy lay on his back, his head resting on the roots of the tree on the ground, his body gently rising and falling with his breathing, sleeping soundly.

I couldn't see my face from a distance, but the clothes were very familiar, and it seemed to be the same one I saw their father and son wearing that day.

"Eight thousand, eight thousand!" The big pillar had already run over.

"Eight thousand ......!" The pillar rushed under the tree and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Huh? Who? Who is it? The boy was awakened from his dream and sat up violently.

"It's eight thousand." Xiao Jie and Zhiwen hurried towards the shade of the tree, and said to Zhiwen, "It's just this ...... face" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jie couldn't help laughing.

Eight thousand faces were blackened, and their hair was dry and yellow.

"Oh, it's you." Eight thousand saw the big pillar in front of him clearly, "Ran out of lime?" ”

"Ah, it's gone." Zhiwen and Xiaojie also arrived, and Zhiwen looked at Baqian's face carefully, "Baqian, we haven't seen each other for ten days at most, why did you lose weight like this?" ”

When I got closer, I saw that Yachi's cheeks had sunken deeply, and his eyes were blank, which was completely different from the energetic appearance when they first met.

"It's nothing, it's just that the kiln is too tired." Yachi stood up and wanted to pat the dust on his body, but his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground again.

Zhiwen rushed to his side and helped him up.

"Thank you, little, little ......" Yachi thanked him, but stammered.

"My name is Xiaozhi, forgot?" Zhiwen introduced himself again, after all, everyone didn't stay long that day, and it was normal that they couldn't remember their names.

"Oh, Xiaozhi, thank you." Eight thousand scratched his head, a little embarrassed, forgetting people's names, in his opinion it was very rude.

Zhiwen suddenly laughed, "Eight thousand, you're hungry!" ”

"Huh? Why is Uncle Sun lying here motionless? ”

Without waiting for Yachihan to answer, the big pillar that went around under another tree suddenly asked loudly.

"Ah, it's okay, my dad is fine." Yachiba hurriedly replied.

Zhiwen and Xiaojie walked to another tree with Baqian in their arms, only to see Uncle Sun covered with an old coat, lying motionless on the ground, his eyes closed, his face was gray, his hair was wet with sweat, and the shouting of Dazhu and the sound of everyone did not open his eyes.

"What's wrong with Uncle Sun?" Xiao Jie is a little anxious, can't he just find someone? Do you want to be so unlucky? "Fainted? How long has it been? ”

"You're hungry, too, aren't you?" Zhiwen pointed to an earthen stove under the tree, there was an earthen pot on the stove, and there was nothing in the earthen pot that could not be seen, but the fire under the stove was extinguished.

The father and son had to work hard to burn the kiln and find food here, but now they can find as much food as they can in the wild.

Eight thousand nodded silently, there is no need to hide it at this time.

"Wait, ah." Zhiwen put down the eight thousand, untied the burden on his shoulders, pretended to take out a yam and a handful of alfalfa from it and handed them to Xiao Yingniang behind him, "Aunt Song, hurry up and make something to eat for Uncle Sun and them." ”

"Xiao Zhi," Xiao Yingniang had just taken the thing, and Baqian sat on the ground and shouted, "Can you add it...... Add a pinch of salt. ”