Cornfield.

"Treading ......"

Huang Wen hugged Zhang Wensong and ran all the way to the wheat field, and from a distance, she saw a big fireball falling from the sky and falling directly into her wheat field, which made her head roar, and the whole person was dumbfounded, looking at the sea of fire with tears streaming down her face, unable to speak for a long time.

"Treading ......"

Huang Wen ran again, tears flowed, her beautiful face had been spent, she had no scruples, her only belief was - to see people in life, to see corpses in death!

"Wow......" Zhang Wensong, who was in Huang Wen's arms, saw the big fireball falling into his wheat field, and the fire was drowning, and he remembered - his father was still in the wheat field, and when he thought of this, he cried loudly.

Huang Wen didn't seem to hear Zhang Wensong crying in the waves, or she thought she was crying in the waves, she ran wildly, ran, ran, ran......

The people along the way also stopped, looking at the sea of fire, stunned-

"Alas, Zhang Lan died like this?"

"yes, that's a shame!"

"Yes, it's a pity for their orphans and widows!"

"Cut, I think you're gloating! Although Zhang Lan is a little bastard on weekdays, he doesn't have a good relationship with the people in the village, so you don't need to be sarcastic like this! ”

"Alas, it's really a person who walks away from tea! It's a pity for this kid! ”

"No, such a cute child, he's only six years old!"

"Forget it, let's go over and help!"

"It's fine."

"Treading ......"

People also quickly caught up. Soon, the people arrived at the wheat field, and they were stunned at once—

"I'm having fun, what a big pit!"

"Yes, it's too big, this is thirty acres of wheat field, why is there no more, it's a pity!"

"yes, that's a shame! Originally, today was a good day for a bumper harvest, but a big fireball fell from the sky and killed him, which is really happy! ”

"Yes, I don't know what Zhang Lan did to provoke God, it's good now, he was killed by a big fireball, and there is no corpse, poor guy!"

"Shhh

"Ah, look at his little eyes, like a vicious wolf and poisonous snake. Hey, we're not afraid! ”

"Hmph~!" Zhang Wensong glanced at the villagers around him hatefully, they are all bad people, they are all big bad guys, I want to protect my mother, I want my father, "Wow......" The little guy cried again.

Huang Wen couldn't take care of Zhang Wensong anymore, she was looking around, as if she was looking for something, but this place was already a ruin, and there was scorched black hot sand everywhere, and she didn't care about it, walking in the scorched earth, looking for Zhang Lan's figure.

Suddenly, Huang Wen saw a blurred head, she rushed over like lightning, her hands quickly pulled the hot scorched earth, revealing a scorched face, she cried loudly, while crying, she reached out to the scorched nose, snorting ......, she felt the heat, suddenly excited, and quickly pulled up.

As soon as Zhang Wensong saw his mother pulling something, he immediately ran over, and recognized his father at a glance, he was crying while pulling the hot scorched earth with his weak little hands, and his little hands were also scorched, however, he did not stop and continued to pull the scorched earth.

There were already hundreds of people around, and when they saw what Huang Wen's mother and son were pulling, they immediately surrounded them, and suddenly saw a blackened mummy, and they were immediately taken aback-

"Oh my mother, mummy!"

"Shut up, you, it's likely to be Zhang Lan."

"Impossible, right? Well, even if it's him, he's like this, and even if it's not, he's disfigured! ”

"Nonsense, it's better to be disfigured than dead! Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help. ”

"Okay!"

So, several men immediately stretched out their hands and carried the charred mummy onto the road, wanting to take him to the hospital, but they still held back, and they looked at Huang Wen.

"Hey, Huang Wen, do you want to take him to the hospital?"

"That's right, let's get to the hospital quickly!"

"That's it, it's like this, and it's estimated that he will die if he is sent to the hospital."

"Huang Wen, what should you do?"

"No need, send him to our house!" Huang Wen hugged Zhang Wensong and stroked Zhang Wensong's bloody little hand with some distress.

"Alas, well!" People are helpless, now Zhang Lan doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he is completely a mummy, even if he is sent to the hospital, I am afraid he will not be able to save his life, there is no way - God wants him to die, the gods are difficult to save!

So, people sent Zhang Lan's mummy home, Huang Wen hugged Zhang Wensong and looked at the charred Zhang Lan blankly, unable to see his appearance at all, if it wasn't for his heart still beating, everyone would think he was dead.

Zhang Wensong wiped the tears from his face, looked at his father with a dull gaze, and asked, "Mom, Dad is still alive, right?" ”

"Yes, Daddy is still alive!"

"Mom, when is Daddy going to sleep?"

"Yes, Daddy is asleep!"

"Mom, Daddy is asleep, I'm hungry."

"Oh, oh, oh, good, good, good, let's go eat, eat, eat......" Huang Wen picked up Zhang Wensong, walked out of the room, came to the kitchen, and was just about to prepare to eat, but when she saw her own hands, she cried, and then looked at her baby son's big flower face and a pair of small hands with blurred flesh and blood, Huang Wen hugged Zhang Wensong and cried silently.

"Wow......" Zhang Wensong also cried, but after suffering for a while, his little belly was protesting, he looked at his mother crying, and said, "Mom, I'm hungry!" ”

Huang Wen looked at her baby son, cried and smiled: "Okay, son, let's wash our hands first, and then we eat, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Wensong nodded heavily, and he was dragged by his mother to the yard, where the tap water washed over two pairs of blackened hands, one large and one small.

"Hiss......sss Zhang Wensong's little face was distorted in pain, he was struggling, but he was grabbed by his mother, the tap water was flushed, and the scorched black sand was washed away, revealing two pairs of bloody hands.

Huang Wenmu turned off the faucet switch, picked up Zhang Wensong, walked into the living room, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the medicine box, hurriedly picked up cotton swabs, dipped in alcohol, and scrubbed Zhang Wensong's little hands little by little, and the painful little guy sobbed.

"Huhu ......" Huang Wen scrubbed Zhang Wensong's hands with alcohol, smeared some plaster, bandaged it simply, and then pulled Zhang Wensong into the kitchen and gave him a fragrant big vegetable bag.

Huang Wen watched Zhang Wensong happily eating the big vegetable bun, smiled reluctantly, turned around and walked into the living room, cleaned it simply, then took the medicine box, walked into the bedroom, looked at Zhang Lan's mummy lying on the bed, she cried and laughed: "Fortunately, you didn't leave us orphans and widows, thank you!" ”

While chattering, Huang Wen cleaned up the mummies and cut off the tattered burnt cloths, revealing a blur of flesh and blood. She tirelessly cleaned the mummies while telling her husband and wife's love story.

Huang Wen didn't notice that there was a pair of sparkling little eyes at the bedroom door, he was snorting and nibbling on the hot big vegetable bun, while pricking up his ears and listening to the legendary stories of his parents, he smiled happily.