Fortunately, the bottom of the tomb is not high from the thief hole, the old farmer turned on the flashlight, Wu Feifei threw the equipment backpack on the ground, jumped suddenly and grabbed the bricks on the top of the thief hole with both hands, and then turned over with a pull-up into the thief hole. Then he took the backpacks of the three of them and put them in the thief hole. The old farmer lifted me up, and Wu Feifei reached out and grabbed my arm and pulled me into the thief hole. Then he helped the old farmer to return to the cave.

The three of them each carried their equipment, and the old farmer took out the sapper shovel, and dug out a small hole in the sealed soil by dividing it by two to see the situation outside. I only saw that it was pitch black outside, and I realized that it was night again. But I don't have a watch, and I don't know what time it is. The three of us studied in the robbery cave, and Feng Lao Nong went out to investigate the situation before returning home.

After a while, the thief hole was opened, and Wu Feifei and I were in the hole, and the old farmer carefully climbed out of the hole to inquire about the situation. After a while, the old farmer came back and said, "It's all asleep, there is no light," and I crawled out of the cave with all my might.

The air outside was so fresh that I took a deep breath. There are many feelings welling up in my heart. The outside world is still beautiful, and even the air is so fresh. The three of them carried their luggage and quietly entered the village and came to my family's old house.

I lit the kerosene lamp by flashlight, and the old farmer turned back and closed the door. Threw the backpack on the ground and opened it for a moment. Except for what is prepared when going down. A total of two halves of box ammunition were brought out of the tomb, and there were still 100 rounds left. Three auspicious cloud bowls, a silkworm king skin, and a few arrows.

The old farmer let out a long breath and said with a smile: "Damn, the hard work is not in vain!" "

I was now sleepy and hungry, and I took off my dirty clothes and lay down on the bed, with no strength at all. Wu Feifei sat in front of the lamp and smoked. When the old farmer saw that no one was paying attention to him, he got up and said, "I'll take the things away first, don't fall asleep with you two boys, and come over later to help kill the dog." "

I laughed, "I can't sleep at you." The old farmer looked at the equipment and said, "Lao Fan and I have luggage together, and we can't take it alone." "

I was lying on the bed, but my mind was reminiscent of the scene of escaping death in the tomb, and now I couldn't help but be afraid, so I said: "Yes, I will go with you too, I am very lonely alone, and besides, this arm is getting more and more itchy, you kid hurry up and cook glutinous rice for me, I will wait for the medicine!" "

"Haha, I'm afraid that no one will call you when the dog meat is cooked, don't be verbose, hurry up if you want to leave" Feng Lao Nong said with a smile on the side.

Without saying anything at the moment, the three of them packed up their things again, put their pistols and bullets, and daggers under the bed and covered them with grass. Everything else was packed in a backpack. I blew out the lights and locked the door. The three of them walked to the old farmer's house by touching Hei'er.

After a short time, I came to the outside of the courtyard wall of the old farmer's house, and the two dogs in the yard were already barking. After the old farmer made a "go" sound, the two dogs fell silent. It seems that this old man is quite familiar with dogs. The old farmer pushed open the gate, and the three of us went to the courtyard. The old farmer led the way and threw the equipment into the sweet potato cellar in the yard. At this time, the voice of the godfather came from the house: "Is the farmer back?" The old farmer replied and said, "You sleep, just came back!" "

After saying that, the old peasant went into the stove house and lit the kerosene lamp. Fill the stove with a handful of sesame stalks and light a fire, let Lao Fan boil some water, grab some glutinous rice and put it in the pot. It turned out that he was going to cook glutinous rice for me, but this old boy didn't expect to take care of people. Lao Fan lit the fire in front of the stove, and the old farmer returned to the dilapidated house where he lived, took out an old coat and threw it to me for me to change. I took a look, and it was all the old farmer's clothes, and one of the girls' blouses was on the cover (Henan dialect: knee). It's too big. Helpless, the body is dirty and smelly. I'll go to the well to get water and take a bath.

The stinky sweat and dust all over my body were washed by the cold water that had just been beaten, and my heart was indescribably happy. After taking a shower and changing into the old peasant's old clothes, I looked at myself like a singer. The clothes are too big. It doesn't fit.

As soon as I finished washing, the old farmer had already called me and asked me to apply glutinous rice. When I came to the stove house, I saw that the glutinous rice was already in the basin, and the strips of cloth prepared by the old farmer were placed on the cutting board. I was so moved that I had nothing to say. The old farmer grabbed the glutinous rice and pressed it on the wound on my arm, and then wrapped it with strips of cloth layer by layer.

This thing does work wonders, and it doesn't itch anymore just after applying it to the wound. It seems that this glutinous rice is really a radish to a pit against zongzi. wrapped the strip of cloth, looked up, but Wu Feifei was gone.

I was just about to ask the old farmer. At this time, there was a terrible dog barking in the yard. I hurriedly ran out, only to see a dog hanging from a tree with a rope around its neck, and Wu Feifei was standing under the tree and pulling the rope vigorously.

Amitabha. When I was an old farmer, I said that killing the dog was a joke, but I didn't expect it to be killed. I hurried over to get the dog out. But he saw that the dog was already foaming at the mouth and his eyes were rolling. Apparently he had his throat choked by a rope and was dead.

Helpless.

The old farmer took out a kitchen knife and Wu Feifei lifted the dog forward and pressed it to the edge of the well and began to peel the dog, I couldn't bear to look at it, so I went into the old farmer's house and lay on the bed. Thinking back to the scene in the tomb。。。。。。 I don't know how long it took me to wake up to the sounds around me. When I opened my eyes, it was not in the old peasant's bed.