From morning to noon, Li Zhen felt that his stomach was deflated. Probably because of the earthquake in the summer, it was difficult to see even a rabbit in the nearby mountains. He was hoping to get some wild fruits to eat in the forest, but he didn't know that the mountains near Ludao were all private forest farms, and there were masson pines in the mountains on the water.

He felt weaker and weaker after growing a night of flesh, and if he walked for a few more hours without seeing anyone, he might starve to death here.

Or...... Hungry and starving, he could only wait motionless for some small animal to pass by, he reached out and grabbed it, and then ......

He immediately stopped thinking about it.

He didn't want to think about the grave at all.

Fortunately, there was no endless road, and after walking for another two hours, a corner of the house finally appeared at the foot of the mountain in front of me. He hurried to speed up his pace and turn the hillside, revealing a village in front of him.

It took him half an hour to descend the rugged path, and by the time he reached the shop at the entrance of the village, his face was covered with ash.

The entrance of the commissary is quite lively at this time. Three rural gentlemen sat on a small bench against the wall, smoking cigarettes and squinting at each other, not knowing what they were talking about, two hens were digging around on the ground, dusty in the autumn afternoon sun.

As soon as Li Zhen appeared, the sharp-eyed one found out. He immediately stood up and looked at it with a wary look.

It's not that the people are indifferent, it's that Li Zhen is in rags at this time, and there are black blood stains on it, which looks quite scary. But when the man saw that he was just a young man, he relaxed a lot, and only watched Li Zhen slowly walk over suspiciously.

The four of them looked at each other for a while, and Li Zhencai whispered: "...... I would like to ask, which way is Binh Duong going? ”

The three men looked at each other, and the one in the middle of the gray sè cardigan answered: "Who are you?" How did this happen? - Mom, where did you get so much blood? ”

Seeing the blood stains on Li Zhen's body clearly, the three men couldn't sit still. The one who spoke strode over and pulled at his clothes, then tugged at his arm: "Go to the house—how did you do this?" ”

This man is in his forties, with big shoulders and a round waist, and he looks very similar to his father. Li Zhen inexplicably felt a little more intimate in his heart, so he pulled himself in. Then I heard two other people whispering behind me, "Listening to the accent is not our people......"

"I'm ......" Li Zhen entered the small hut, and the first thing he saw was a row of food on the counter, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva for a while, and then he said the words that he had prepared before, "I went to the north to play in the summer, but I caught up with the earthquake, so I came out." ”

Of course, this does not stand up to scrutiny. However, for his embarrassed appearance, it can barely be regarded as a reasonable explanation - not to mention that people didn't want to get to the bottom of it in the first place.

The man noticed his eyes, and immediately brought him two bags of bread and a bottle of mineral water: "You just came here?" Where's your home? In Binh Duong? I have a phone here, do you want to make a call? ”

Li Zhen took the half-eaten bread, was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I want to call, trouble you, I have to call home!" ”

The man looked at him as if he was stunned, and repeatedly made sure that there were no injuries to his head or body before handing him his phone. Li Zhen took the mobile phone, trembled and pressed it three times before dialing his father's mobile phone number, and then holding the mobile phone tightly to his ear.

However, a second later, the voice came from the receiver: "The user you are calling is temporarily unreachable." ”

He was stunned, then dialed his mother's mobile phone number, but the reply he received was: "The user you called is temporarily unreachable." ”

He listened to the female voice broadcast three times in Chinese and English before hanging up. After that, I dialed the number of the landline at home with trembling fingers.

"The number you made is empty."

Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the phone fell to the ground. Fortunately, the man was quick to copy, and asked him, "What's wrong?" Can't get in touch? ”

Li Zhen turned his head woodenly: "It's all ...... It's an empty number. My family may have moved. ”

The three men looked at each other before another said, "What about your relatives?" Give them a look? ”

He asked twice in a row, and Li Zhencai said, "No." It's long gone. ”

The man in the cardigan puffed his teeth: "Why don't you call the Public Security Bureau." It's okay to call 110. ”

Li Zhen came back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts and said repeatedly: "No, no. ”

Of course you can't fight. When a person dies, he has to cancel his household registration, which he knows. Jing Cha came, took him away, and asked again about his identity - the person who died last year, how did he explain?

He knows a lot about gods and ghosts, and he has read a lot of novels with special functions. However, once this happened to him, it was still in such a painful and almost catastrophic way...... How could he again feel comfortable entrusting this secret to anyone other than his parents? Even the little girl in Qingqing, he had secretly hidden for several days after he was first discovered, and finally he couldn't stand the torture of hunger and loneliness, so he stretched out his hand again.

He clenched his fists tightly, raised his head again, and said in a voice that he could barely hear: "Uncle, can you lend me some money, and I will take the car back to Pingyang." You give me your mobile phone number, find my house, and I pay you back. ”

He felt quite uncomfortable, bordering on shame. For the first time in many years, such a statement was uttered with an almost begging attitude. He had even made up his mind that as soon as the man showed even the slightest hint of embarrassment, he would immediately get up and leave the place.

But the man looked at him, sighed, turned and walked to the back of the counter, took out forty dollars and handed it to him.

"Take it." He said, "When you go back, you can't find anyone, so go to the school to find the teacher first, and let the teacher help you find it." Then he looked at Li Zhen's clothes again—it was still a single one. Scratched, scratched, torn, it can hardly be called a garment now.

So he went into the back room and brought him an old but clean autumn coat, a pair of yellowish woolen trousers, a dark blue jacket, and a pair of semi-new travel shoes.

During this period, the two men sitting next to him also took out two pieces of five yuan from their pockets and stuffed them into his hands, and whispered to him: "Your Uncle Wang's boy was smashed during the earthquake, and he is still in the county hospital." ”

Li Zhen raised his eyes to look at the man, only to find that there was a layer of worry on his face that could not be erased.

The three men went out of the house, and he took off the tattered clothes that had been dug out of the rubble, and then put on the new ones one by one. It warmed up - thanks to the half loaf of bread.

Then Li Zhen held the leftover half of the bread in his hand and pushed them away, and bowed to the three men: "Uncle, I'm leaving." When I find a home, I'll pay you back. ”

The man smiled and waved his hand at him, "Be careful on the road." And he didn't speak again.

Li Zhen remembered their appearances one by one, and then walked along the dirt road to the other end of the village.

Seeing that he was walking away, one of the men said, "I don't think something is right." It's been months since the earthquake...... Look at the blood on his clothes, there's not a scratch on his body—"

The man in the woolen sweater got up and looked at Li Zhen's stumbling back in the distance, and sighed: "Don't care so much." Go and burn the clothes you have changed. ”

After a pause, he said, "It's still a child." ”

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