In the depths of the lush woods, the gurgling water is crystal clear, the warm sunlight shines through the towering ancient trees, weaving large and small lattices on the path covered with cattails, the crooked birds stop on the branches to rest their feet, and the willows at the door sway with the breeze.

The few bamboo-made houses have a sense of secular tranquility, surrounded by bamboo forests, small streams and lakes, and dilapidated bamboo rafts.

A gray-haired old woman was boiling medicine in the courtyard, shaking her fan, and looking into the house from time to time, and an old grandfather about the same age as the old woman came out of the house.

The old woman put down the fan in her hand, "Old man, how is the girl?"

"Well, it's a lot better, I just checked my pulse, and I should be waking up soon."

The old woman nodded, "It's been so many days, it's time to wake up, but we even have taken out the skills of housekeeping, how can we not wake up?" At the end, he shook his head almost invisibly, "It's just that this girl is too seriously injured to be in a coma for so many days." ”

The old man walked down the steps made of bamboo and sat on the bottom steps, "This girl doesn't know where she came from, she was injured so badly, she has no willpower to survive, the two of us have left her life hard, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." ”

The old woman put down the fan in her hand, "The medicine is ready, I'll go and feed the girl." ”

The old man stopped talking, and sat alone on the steps, his gray hair looking into the depths of the jungle......

Pain.

It hurts.

The eyelids are so heavy, I can't use any strength, I don't know what the white light in front of me is, and every time I breathe, I feel like my chest is about to crack.

It's so bitter, it's so bitter in the mouth.

The throat slid a few times, and the bitter and hot liquid slowly entered the body with the throat sliding, as if breathing was not so painful.

Tried to open her eyes, a blurry figure, holding a spoon and feeding her medicine.

Suddenly, the spoon in his hand paused, and the figure in front of him disappeared, and then two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

An old but soft voice came, "Girl, you're awake." "The sound is warm.

She moved hard, but her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The injuries on my body are so severe, and I have been lying in bed for so long, it will take some time to get out of bed.

There was an extra warm handkerchief on his forehead.

She tried again, trying to open her eyes and look around as far as she could reach.

A simple bamboo hut with tools such as straw hats and sickles hanging on the walls.

She tried to turn her head, and there were all kinds of jars and jars on the simple table, and some clay bowls without any fancy style, such bowls, which she had seen in her rural hometown when she was a child, were very rough, and they had never been seen again when she was a little older, and they were all replaced with porcelain bowls with white porcelain mirrors.

The two old men in front of her took turns to look at her, taking the pulse, testing her forehead, and discussing what herbs should be added or subtracted from time to time.

Her eyes were vacant, staring at the beams.

It took a long time for her to regain her consciousness a little.

Where is this?

Is she dead or alive?

The old woman approached, "Girl, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

She blinked her eyes and looked at the old woman in front of her, who was dressed in a coarse cloth gown, as if she had sewn herself, without any modern dyeing and weaving, but only according to the human body cut and sewn.

Kind eyebrows and warm eyes.

The old man glanced at her, "The little girl has finally woken up, and she will be able to get out of bed after taking medicine for a few days." ”

She looked at the old man, his hair was gray, his physique looked very tough, his sparse hair was tied with a small tuft, and his beard was also braided, almost as long as a finger.

Dressed in the same coarse cloth as the old woman, the stitches are very sparse, and you can't see any style.

The corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she realized that she couldn't speak at all, her brain was basically blank, and the rest was only a nervous reflex.

"Drink some water." The old woman carried a bowl of water and slowly fed her to drink.

"I ......"

"Hehe, I can talk." The old man patted his thigh happily, "Little girl, what's your name, where did you come from, what's the matter with your injuries, why did you appear here, you ......"

Probably because he felt that he had a lot of problems all of a sudden, the old man himself stopped and looked at her with an inquiring gaze.

She struggled to recall, 'Who am I?' My Hurt ......'

For a long time, it was as if my head had been blown open.

Suddenly, there was a little more sadness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, feeling how sad life is, and sometimes he can't die if he wants to.

Seeing her pained expression, the old woman hurriedly comforted, "Girl, don't be sad, you will get better soon." ”

She turned her head, sobbed softly, and looked up to see a small bird perched on the edge of the window outside the window, a beautiful bird, but she didn't know what it was called, and only stayed for a few minutes and then flew away, her eyes followed the bird until it disappeared.

A few more days passed.

"Girl, girl, eat something, you have been in a coma all these days, we have been taking medicine to support you, now that you are awake, let's eat something."

She withdrew her gaze and turned to see the old woman holding a bowl with a somewhat yellow steamed bun inside.

Although she was not hungry, but the old woman brought it over, she still struggled to get up, took the steamed bread and ate a few bites, very rough steamed bread, it seems to be cornmeal, sorghum flour and white flour together, a little rough.

She frowned, and the old woman immediately brought her a bowl of water to drink.

Tears flowed down her eyes, and she suddenly remembered that apart from her grandparents who treated her like this, there was only ......

I didn't expect that in such a situation, there would be people who didn't care so much, and treated her like this, just a stranger of unknown origin.

"Me, where is this?"

The old woman was just about to speak, but the old man replied, "This is the bamboo hut, where our old couple live." ”

Bamboo Lodge?

What an elegant name, it is also a joy of life to live away from the world.

"And how did I get here?"

The old woman and the old man looked at each other when they heard this, "You don't know how you got here?" ”

"I ......" her hard recollections, she was in the imperial capital, the playground, the hospital, the dark and cold factory building...... Memories came flooding back all at once, her children, her love......

"It was my wife who was washing clothes by the stream when she saw you lying by the stream, covered in wounds, and brought you back."

The old man said, "Little girl, you are injured ...... body," and the old woman hurriedly poked the old man with her elbow.

'Yes, he gave me all the wounds on my body, it was they who killed my child together, it was he who took away my heart and crushed it fiercely, and from then on, I was a heartless person. The corners of her mouth twitched, she couldn't see what she was saying, her eyes were hollow......

Within two days, she was able to get out of bed and walk around the bamboo hut.

"Little girl, what are your plans for the future?"

She shook her head, not intended.