I won't repeat the hardships of the downhill road here, and the officials will make up for it by themselves (so as not to say that I use boring words to cheat the word count). The moment Jiang Hua was just down-to-earth, his legs were weak and he was no longer able to stand, and he collapsed directly in the weeds. The almost slick body was covered with bruises and abrasions of various sizes, and the clothes on the body could no longer be called clothes, and should be called "lace see-through suits" in the popular word on earth. Fortunately, there was no major damage to the important parts, otherwise Jiang Hua wouldn't even dare to stand up.

Jiang Hua went down the mountain for two days and two nights. When the green cow sent him to the top of the mountain, it was actually not early, and he was excited and excited, so he didn't care so much and started to go down the mountain. Although the feet are not very steep, they are not very deep, and there is no flat place for him to lie down, so Jiang Hua, who is extremely helpless, has to tie himself to a small tree with a belt and curl up all night. Surprisingly, the dream he was expecting that night did not come as expected, and even the sleepiness that was more punctual than the alarm clock did not come. This surprised him, and he thought to himself that there must be some pattern that he had not discovered. During the day, it was difficult to climb down, and at night he continued to find a small tree to tie up, and Jiang Hua finally reached the foot of the mountain safely. It is worth mentioning that the god of luck still favored him, and the two or three wild fruit trees he found on the way down the mountain, the kind of wild fruits he had eaten on the other side of the mountain, although there were very few, but they always did not let him starve to death on the mountainside.

Jiang Hua didn't dare to lie on the ground for too long, closed his eyes and carefully went through the set of movements in his mind, and his weak body gradually returned to normal. He stood up and looked at the sky, dispelling the idea of doing it himself. Although it was still early, I had to find a place to stay before dark, and I looked up to the nearest village not far away, but the direction of the descent was not clear. There is no place to rest at the foot of this mountain, what if there are wild beasts again. Jiang Hua recalled the scene he saw on the top of the mountain, roughly determined a direction, and trotted eagerly towards that side.

Twilight is falling, and the grasslands are shrouded in mist. "Jibu~Jibu~" The childish Tongyin shouted anxiously, and a little boy about ten years old put his hands to his mouth, and his red face was full of anxiety.

Not far behind him, a dozen sheep were scattered and gnawing on the grass. "Gib~" The little boy shouted again at the top of his voice, and a girl's voice as thin as a mosquito sounded from behind a hill not far away, "Brother, I'm here." The little boy ran for the hill with joy, and a thin little girl was half-crouched on the grass, rubbing her right ankle with her immature little hands.

Seeing the little boy appear in front of her, the little girl sobbed in a low voice of grievance, and two lines of tears as thin as silver threads ran down the corners of her eyes, and some dark cheeks dripped from her pointed chin.

"Gibb, what's wrong with you?" asked the little boy, crouching down nervously, "My foot is broken, it hurts!" the little girl cried to her brother aggrievedly. "I'll see," the little boy pulled up his sister's trouser leg and gently pressed and stroked the little girl's ankle a few times with his hand. "It's okay, it's just a sprain, go back and rub it with Daddy's medicinal wine, and it will be fine soon. Lowering his trouser legs, the little boy touched the little girl's head and said to her gently. "Hmm". The little girl stopped sobbing when she heard the words of her most trusted brother and wiped her eyes a few times with her hand. "Hahaha, how did my Gibb become a little monster with a flowery face!" "You still laugh at me, bad brother!" the little girl raised her hand to hit her brother in disgust, the little boy did not hide, and was about to take a few blows with a bitter face, but the little girl's outstretched hand was retracted in the middle of the way, and gently brushed the weeds and dust off the little boy's clothes. "Look at you make your new clothes so dirty, and you will be beaten by your mother when you go back. "It's okay, my mother loves you the most, you help my brother say good things, won't you escape again, hehe!" "Let's go, it's getting dark, we have to hurry up and drive the sheep back, or this beating will be decided!"

The little boy picked up his sister and carried her, and the two of them staggered towards the flock. "Gibb, it's all my brother's greed to play and I didn't practice well with Uncle Batu, otherwise I would have been able to carry you back now with my strength, and I blame you for it, and I want you to walk back in pain. The little boy looked sideways at his sister's face, which was a little distorted by the pain in his feet, and regret grew. Instead, it seemed that he had made up his mind again, and a look of perseverance replaced regret.

"Don't worry, Gibb, I'll go to Uncle Batu when I get back, and hope he will teach me. If I can't do it, I'll go and ask Aunt Soya, she loves me the most, as long as she nods, Uncle Batu has to be obedient too, hehe, that's it!" Gibb listened quietly, seeing his brother's last excited expression and high words, his frowning brow gradually relaxed, and he felt that his feet seemed to be less painful.

Turning the knoll, the sheep were still scattered around and gnawing on the sparse grass. The little boy was about to walk towards the flock with his sister in his arms, when suddenly, several sheep near another hill on the edge scurried about as if frightened by something. The two quickened their pace, whistling to gather the scattered flocks of sheep around them, and then looked nervously at another hill. There was no movement, no sound. "It's supposed to be a snow pig, don't be afraid!" the little boy said to his sister as he took his sister's hand and loosened it slightly, trying to say in a relaxed tone. "Let's go, I'm a little scared!" Gibb was still nervous. "Hmm~" Maybe it was his sister's emotions that infected his brother, the little boy pursed his lips and responded briefly, holding his sister's arm harder, and the two drove the sheep quickly across the hill.

"Brother, did you hear anything?" Gibb stopped, his body jeopardically leaning forward, and the unsuspecting little boy almost dragged his sister down. He quickly turned around and hugged his sister, and reproached in an angry tone: "Gibb, what are you doing?

"Brother, I seem to hear someone's voice. "Where is there anyone?How can there be people in this place~~" "Listen carefully!" Gibb hurriedly covered his brother's mouth with his hand.

"Is there ~someone~~?anyone~~ is there?" came an intermittent, barely audible sound from behind the knoll. The little boy was startled, grabbed his sister's hand, and said eagerly, "Gibb, get out of here!" He was a few years older and knew from his people that there had never been a stranger in the grassland, and that he had never heard that voice, and that the voice of the man was not the same as theirs, made him nervous. Daddy and those elders often taught them that if they meet strangers on the grassland, especially strangers who are different from the clansmen, they must be careful and do not come into contact with them.

The little boy pulled his sister and turned around to leave, "Brother, let's go and see! "Don't be nosy, come home with me, Daddy and Mom are in a hurry!" Gibb was pulled back a few steps by his brother, "Brother, slow down, my feet hurt~" The little boy slowed down, turned back to his sister and said "I'm sorry", but held his sister's hand harder. Gibb couldn't break free of his brother's clenched hand, couldn't bear to glance at the hillock, and followed his brother step by step.

"Help me~" A clearer voice came from behind the hill into the ears of the brother and sister.

Gibb stopped again, and the boy reluctantly followed. "Brother, let's take a look, just take a look, that's a person, he must be in need of help. Gibb said anxiously and coquettishly to his brother.

"Gibb, obedient, my mother and uncles have said not to contact strangers, there must be a reason for that, let's go home!" replied the little boy without question.

Gibb shook off his brother's hand suddenly, "Bo Chi Na! My mother taught us to be kind and willing to help others since childhood, this is the most beautiful quality of the Prairie people, how can you do this?" Looking at his sister's little face with an angry expression, and hearing her even call her own name, the expression on Bo China's face changed.

"Okay!go take a look~" After all, he was only a child about ten years old, and in the face of his most beloved sister, his feelings overcame the only trace of reason, and with his own curiosity, Bo Chena finally took Gibb's hand and walked towards the hill.

"It's still my brother who is the best for me!" Looking at his sister's smiling face, Bo Chena thought to himself that he had made the right decision this time!