The bullet penetrated Chen Zhijie's kneecap and sank into the stone slab of the threshing field, revealing a hole the size of a little finger on the surface of the slab.

At the same time, Chen Zhijie couldn't stand the pain and knelt on his knees.

Blood stained Chen Zhijie's pants red.

Chen Zhijie didn't believe that he was shot by Chen Zhanjun's bird, he curled up in pain and still touched the wound on his knee with his hand to confirm the facts, when he felt the sticky bright red blood sticking to his hand like red paint on furniture, Chen Zhijie believed that Chen Zhanjun really fired at him, Chen Zhijie was in pain and fear, hugged his knee on the ground and rolled on the ground and shouted:

"Mother! So much blood! I'm going to die! I'm going to die! What to do? What to do? Help me! Help me! I don't want to die! I want to live! ”

A few of Chen Zhijie's henchmen came out of the crowd, and one of the masses dug their fingers into Chen Zhijie's pants that were shot through the hole by a bird, hooked the cloth of the pants with his fingers, and then pulled hard, "Hiss! Chen Zhijie's pants were torn.

The crowd saw that blood was gushing out of Chen Zhijie's knees like a spring, Chen Zhijie couldn't cover it with his palms, and flowed down his thighs in an uncertain direction, flowing to Chen Zhijie's feet and on the threshing field, a puddle of red liquid was incompatible with the pale slate of the threshing field.

"Which of you will stop the bleeding? Who would? Help me stop the bleeding! Fast! When the blood runs dry, I'm going to die like that dog! ”

Chen Zhijie asked the people around him with his eyes for help, but no one understood.

At this time, Chen Zhanjun walked through the crowd that took the initiative to give way to Chen Zhijie, Chen Zhanjun looked down at Chen Zhijie on the ground, looking at Chen Zhijie's appearance was pitiful and hateful, Chen Zhanjun wanted to taunt Chen Zhijie but still held back.

After a while, Chen Zhanjun put the bird gun in his hand on his back, took out a cloth bag from his trouser pocket, loosened the knotted rope at the mouth of the cloth bag, grabbed a large handful of cut dry tobacco shreds from the cloth bag, and then stacked the dry tobacco shreds tightly into a round ball and stuffed them into the wound that tightly stuffed Chen Zhijie's knee.

Immediately, the blood from Chen Zhijie's knee wound became smaller and slower from flowing more and more slowly, until finally stopped.

As soon as he saw that the wound stopped bleeding, Chen Zhijie collapsed and fell to the threshing field and lay on his back, after lying down, Chen Zhijie looked at the sky with dull eyes, his eyes were fixed and motionless, and he couldn't shout, scream, or speak.

Chen Zhanjun approached Chen Zhijie, who was lying on the ground, and rubbed Chen Zhijie's body with his foot: "Get up!" ”

Chen Zhijie couldn't afford it, so he turned his back to Chen Zhanjun on the ground.

Chen Zhanjun raised his feet, stepped on Chen Zhijie's arm, and forcibly turned Chen Zhijie's body over and pressed him to lie on the field.

Chen Zhijie turned around and glanced at Chen Zhanjun blankly, then closed his eyes and ignored Chen Zhanjun, causing Chen Zhanjun to kick his ass, and immediately, Chen Zhijie sat up in pain and said angrily: "What? It's uncomfortable to see that I'm not dead and alive, isn't it? Then strike at my heart again, and kill me, and you will be happy, and I, myself, will be freed. After Chen Zhijie said this, he held his face with his palms in his hands, and actually cried.

"Useless stuff! also said that it is the descendant of our surname Chen, and you have lost your face surnamed Chen! Chen Zhanjun threw down this sentence to Chen Zhijie and walked to the center of the field, Chen Zhanjun was about to speak to the masses through this incident, hoping to teach the masses a lesson, Chen Zhanjun just opened his mouth, and saw Chen Zhijie stop crying at this time and struggled to get up from the ground.

After Chen Zhijie stood up, he opened his legs and walked, but after taking two steps, Chen Zhanjun saw Chen Zhijie's injured feet, let alone walking, and even stood trembling and trembling, and his whole leg was bent as if his calf and thigh were separated.

Chen Zhanjun knew that he had hit Chen Zhijie's knee joint, and the ligaments at Chen Zhijie's joint might have been punctured by a bullet when penetrated, and the bones at the joint anastomosis were also worn away by the bullet case, causing Chen Zhijie's leg to be unable to walk without the control of his brain.

Chen Zhanjun guessed correctly, Chen Zhijie's leg was useless to stop bleeding with tobacco, the leg bones had obviously moved up and down, and Uncle Gui had to correct the position, if he didn't refute it, Chen Zhijie would definitely be worse than Chen Feng in the future, and he wouldn't want to go out in one step.

Chen Zhijie himself realized this, standing in place, Chen Zhijie shouted hoarsely at Chen Zhanjun: "Chen Zhanjun! You're really open, you beat my leg like this, I'll talk about it here, I'll forget if my leg is okay in a few days, if anything happens, I'll sue you to the commune! ”

"You sue, as soon as I, Chen Zhanjun, crawl out of the pile of dead people on the battlefield, you think I'll be afraid that you will sue you, just sue, I don't care." Chen Zhanjun gave Chen Zhijie a disdainful snort.

Chen Zhijie was speechless by Chen Zhanjun's words, and then called the two people close to him to come over, asking these two people to set up his arms and support him with strength, and then Chen Zhijie walked towards the road out of the village with the support of these two people, and the remaining people on the field also followed behind him.

When they passed by Hao Jiali, who was lying in the sheets and had not woken up, the crowd quietly asked Chen Zhijie if he wanted to take Hao Jiali away, and Chen Zhijie immediately glared at the crowd and said, "You don't want to live anymore, do you!" What time is it now? You don't have eyes? You won't look at the momentum? ”

The crowd glanced at Chen Zhanjun instead, and saw that Chen Zhanjun was staring at Hao Jiali, and the bird gun in his hand was also aimed at this side, and the crowd looked at Chen Zhijie's legs again, and the crowd shrank their necks, stretched out their tongues, and said to Chen Zhijie with a timid look: "Ah! My! Whoever dares to go against the birds, it's almost the same if they don't want to live. ”

"If you know, let's go." Chen Zhijie waved his hand, one foot on the ground, the other foot hung up, and walked in three steps and one step under the support of the two people, and walked on the road into the village in Hao Jiali's village with two steps and one rest.

On the village field, Chen Qing and their eyes kept watching these people leave, and it was not until the backs of the last crowd disappeared that Chen Qing and the others walked to Hao Jiali, who was lying in the sheets on the field and still had a high fever and had not woken up.

Chen Qing saw Hao Jiali's injured hand, and Chen Zhanjun also saw it, and these two iron-clad men couldn't help but burst into tears at this time.

And after Chen Feng woke up from the fainting, he didn't care about the injuries on his body that were beaten out by the masses after being covered with a sheet, and watched the crowd and Chen Zhijie leave, Chen Feng desperately crawled to Hao Jiali's side, and then bowed in the direction of the sky at the entrance of the village, kowtowed three times in a row and said: "Thank God!" Xie Guanyin's blessing made my family Lili finally escape this catastrophe. ”

Cao Juying, who was by the pillar of the house at the door of Hao Jiali's house, also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and after seeing Chen Feng kneeling down and worshipping heaven and earth, she immediately shouted to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng! Are you done praying? After worshipping, I quickly got Lili back to the house, Lili sweated so much, the ground is cold in this winter, don't let Lili's high fever go down and catch the wind chill. ”

Chen Feng hurriedly left Hao Jiali's side.

Chen Qing's six sons got up and learned from Chen Zhijie and the masses, and wanted to drag the four corners of the sheet to carry Hao Jiali home in the sheet, but they were all injured, some of the wounds were still oozing blood, and their ten fingers were swollen and purple because of the scuffle with the crowd.

Seeing this situation, Chen Zhanjun immediately took off the bird gun from his shoulder and hung it on the shoulder of one of Chen Qing's sons, and then he squatted down by himself and carried Hao Jiali on his back with the help of everyone.

As soon as Chen Zhanjun walked on the village field with Hao Jiali on his back, Hao Jiali's consciousness had begun to wake up at this time, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Chen Zhanjun walked from the field to the door of Hao Jiali's house, and wherever he went, Hao Jiali knew it clearly on Chen Zhanjun's back.

Many years later, Hao Jiali grew up, Hao Jiali remembered the warmth she felt on her grandfather's generous back and the calm and powerful walking from her grandfather's heels, Hao Jiali remembered it vividly in her life, because this was the first time Hao Jiali came into contact with the feeling of father's love that was different from maternal love.