Chapter Seventy-Two: Drink Water

Draft, I can't raise the mental revision, let's talk about it tomorrow.

After eating a stomach of yam eggs, I finally coaxed my stomach temporarily, threw out a few hard sweet potatoes in my schoolbag, and picked half a bag of yam eggs, which is estimated to be enough for me to eat a few meals, but after eating this thing, my mouth was sticky and thirsty, and I was thirsty again. It was at this time that I felt that I should get something to hold water, because I used to have the money to buy ready-made mineral water, but now I can't, and I don't have to water the ground every day, and I don't have water in the canal every day.

After thinking about it for a while, I walked towards the village not far away, and I wanted to look around the village to see if I could find a clean plastic bottle or something.

At this time, probably, I don't know what time it is, anyway, everyone closes their doors and closes their doors and the lights are blind, and it is estimated that there will be eleven or twelve o'clock.

The village is not big, I went around for a while, looking for those places with garbage heaps, but unfortunately, their village is not only small, but also not very rich, I didn't find a drink bottle or something like that, in fact, there were no drinks at that time, there were not many types of drinks in plastic bottles, I remember that glass bottles of soda seem to be still popular, this is more than 20 years ago, for some things that are not very impressive, I don't remember too clearly, mainly because I didn't drink drinks at that time.

Finally, at the entrance of the only commissary in their village, I found a plastic bottle with a lid on it, just like the mineral water bottle, but the texture of the bottle was a little stronger than the mineral water bottle, and I don't know what it was used for before, and there was no label on the bottle, a bare white bottle.

Unscrew the cap of the bottle and smell it, there is a sweet smell, greasy sweetness, and then look at the bottle body, the more you look at it, the more it looks like a bottle containing pesticides.

I had the courage to stick out my tongue and lick it into the bottle, and suddenly frowned, smelling sweet, after licking the tongue at the mouth of the bottle, the tip of the tongue was a little bitter and numb, I almost didn't throw the bottle away, as if it was really a pesticide bottle.

However, I was reluctant to throw it, I wandered around the village for most of the day, and I found such a bottle, what a pity I threw it, and I found water in the future, and I washed it with water, and it was also usable, and I put it in my school bag.

Leave the village and continue south.

The book says briefly. When the morning was almost dawn, I came to a big road, I didn't plan to go to a place where there were people, but there was really no way to go anywhere else, the field was full of soybeans and cotton, a large piece of it, if you went to the field, there was no way at all, it was not impossible to walk, it was too slow and laborious, but I picked up some soybeans from others, at this time the soybeans were almost ripe, and they tasted a little hard when eaten raw, but they were much softer than the sweet potatoes.

At this time on the road, there were few people, in the past, there were generally not rich, there were few cars, and motorcycles were not popular for a few years, and the main means of transportation was bicycles.

In the early morning, autumn was crisp, a little cold for me, it was almost autumn or early autumn, and I was only wearing a T-shirt and pants.

When it was daylight, I came to a town, and because I had walked all the way there was nothing to do, and I felt that the old man's son would not come so far, and at this time I was at least thirty miles away from the old man's village.

On the edge of the town, there was a large courtyard with a low brick wall, through which I could see tents and a mess of building materials, which looked like a construction site, and at this time, the workers were eating, and the gate of the yard was open, and I saw that after the workers had finished eating, they all went to a faucet to wash the dishes, and I remembered the bottle I had picked up last night.

I stood by the door, looked in, and waited for the workers to wash the dishes, and then I went to wash the bottles and fill a bottle of water to drink.

After a while, all the workers had finished eating and dispersed, and I looked inside, and there was no one at the faucet, so I dared to go in, and came to the faucet, and then looked left and right, and the workers had gone to the construction site in the distance, and there was no one around.

Squatted to the faucet, unscrewed the faucet, filled half a bottle of water into the bottle, shook the bottle, looked inside, the water in the bottle had a layer of white foam, muddy and white, and my heart suddenly jumped, it was really a pesticide bottle. When I was at home, I started to use pesticides with a pressure bottle on my back when I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, and I know all too well what pesticides look like when they are put into water.

I was about to pour out the water in the bottle and pick it up again, when I suddenly heard a voice not far away, very polite: "Hey! What are you doing? ā€

I suddenly felt excited, and when I turned my head, I saw that it was a middle-aged man in his forties, black and fat, like a foreman, and the middle-aged man walked towards me quickly.

I quickly stood up from the faucet and said, "I want to come here to get some water to drink." ā€

The middle-aged man quickly came up to me, looked me up and down, and asked, "Where are you?" ā€

I blinked twice and replied, "I—I'm from this nearby village." ā€

The middle-aged man smiled, "Your accent is not here." Pointing to the faucet, "Take it, take as many as you want." ā€

I said thank you to the middle-aged man and slowly squatted down, but the middle-aged man didn't leave, I turned my head to look at me, a pair of eyes looked straight at me, and I felt furry in my heart, and stood up from the ground again, and said, "No, the water in this bottle is enough for me to drink." With that, I closed the lid on the bottle and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man shouted: "Child, have you eaten, we still have some leftovers here." ā€

I didn't even look back, but quickened my pace and said, "Don't eat it, I've eaten it." ā€

Behind me, there was a sudden sound of speeding footsteps, and when I looked back, the middle-aged man ran towards me, and my heart jumped.

When I was at home, I heard a lot of people talk about the "black brick kilns", saying that those black brick kilns were specially used to catch those wandering people, and after they were caught, they were locked up and starved for a few days, and when they were honest, they were let work day and night, and if they did it slowly, they were beaten.

As soon as I saw the middle-aged man rushing towards me, he ran away, and the middle-aged man shouted from behind, "Stop, I want to run after stealing something!" ā€

Did I steal from you?

The middle-aged man is fat and fat, not as fast as me, and when I run out of the big yard, I will run in those places where there are few people, because I can't trust anyone now, and anyone can cheat me.

I don't know how long I ran, there was a long and big barbed wire fence in front of me, there were houses in the barbed wire, I looked back behind me, the big fat man didn't chase after me, however, I didn't dare to stop, I ran along the barbed wire to the right, ran to the end of the barbed wire, it was a brick wall, the front of the brick wall was very much like a square, but it was all ground, there were a few vans parked on it, there was a gate on the brick wall, whether it was a brick wall or a gate, or even a barbed wire, it gave me the feeling that it seemed to be temporary, and there was a sign hanging next to the gate, There were a few words written on the sign, because I was in a panic, I couldn't remember the rest, I just remembered that the sign seemed to say, what kind of Han tombs, I don't know if I ran there, and among the cars at the door, there was a police car.

As a result, I was even more afraid to go to a crowded place, as if everyone was going to be bad for me.

I went around the town and looked for places that were not easy to walk, either cropland or barren grassy slopes.

When it was almost noon, I came to a barren slope on the haystack, sat in the grass nest, ate raw soybeans in a daze, and thought to myself, what did I do when I walked so blindly? If I had known this would be like this...... The bowels are all repentant. The old snake, and the village god, you should come out at this time, and you can come out and get me saliva to drink.

I took out the bottle of pesticide in my bag, unscrewed the lid and saw that the water inside was a little clearer, but could I drink it?

My lips are so dry, if I can't try it, I put the bottle to my mouth, took a small sip gently, didn't dare to swallow it, I tasted it in my mouth, the taste was a little weird, but I felt like I couldn't drink it, I barely swallowed it in my throat, and I could clearly feel that the water I swallowed flowed down the esophagus into the stomach.

After stopping for a while, I didn't feel anything wrong with my stomach, and swallowed all the contents in my mouth.

After taking the first sip, I stopped for a while, and I didn't feel anything, and I took another sip, and after a while, I didn't feel anything, and I took another big sip.

Three sips of water, I don't dare to drink it anymore, I'm also afraid that I will die of pesticides, at the very least, wait a little longer.

Screwing the cap on, I fell asleep in the grass nest in the sun.

I don't know when I slept, but I suddenly heard someone call me, "Liu Huanghe, hey, Liu Huanghe is up." ā€

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark, and beside me, there stood two men dressed in ancient clothes, who looked like officials, one with an iron chain in his hand and the other with a steel fork in his hand. I was stunned for a moment, rolled over and stood up from the ground, and I felt my head dizzy.

Suspiciously, he looked at the two people in front of him and asked, "Are you calling me?" ā€

One of them said, "That's us, come with us." ā€

I was stunned again, and then asked, "Where are I going with you?" ā€

Another said, "Go where you need to go." ā€

When I heard this, why did it sound so familiar? Go where I'm supposed to go, that's what my grandmother used to tell the ghosts.

I asked vigilantly, "Who are you, why are you dressed like this?" ā€

"You don't care what we wear, come with us."

As he spoke, two people came and wanted to arrest me, and the other and the other wanted to use the chain to tie me up.

I'm not a fool to turn around and run.

A shout came from behind him: "Stop." ā€

The ghost just stopped for you, and after running a few steps, I felt a pain in my body, and when I looked down, the tip of the steel fork that I had held in my hand before actually pierced my back, penetrated my body, and was bloody from this part of my stomach.

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