Chapter 212: Something Is More Important Than Living
"What, you want to get a kick too?" Lin Qing looked at the three children and asked.
The three children dared to come and make trouble because someone took the lead, but now the people who led them to make trouble were lying on the ground, where did they dare to do anything, the three of them hurriedly ran over and lifted the older child up and ran away.
After the troublesome children left, Lin Qing came to the birthmark child and pulled the birthmark child up.
"Thank you."
The birthmark child looked at Lin Qing and said sincerely.
"What's your name?" Lin Qing asked.
"My name is Wang Ansheng, just call me Xiao An, adults call me that."
"Well, Xiao An, what happened to you just now, why did they bully you?" Lin Qing stroked the child's hair, which reminded him of his childhood.
"It's okay, it's just that I saw a person in Changsheng Village pick the grapes of Grandma Bamboo's house before, that vine is the only source of income for Grandma Bamboo, I don't want him to pick it, I stopped him and drove him away, but the man was unwilling, and brought a few people over, just when I came out, I met them, they saw me and came to beat me, their village is like that, others are afraid of them, I am not afraid!"
Xiao An, the birthmark child, said with a fierce and stubborn face, but he is still young, and his fierce appearance makes people look particularly naΓ―ve.
"Don't be afraid, but you have to protect yourself."
"Hmm." Xiao An lowered his head, looked at Lin Qing's clothes, seemed to be thinking about something, and then raised his head suddenly, and asked worriedly: "Uncle, can you go to Grandma Zhu's house to buy grapes, she hasn't eaten meat for a long time." β
He lowered his head again after asking.
Lin Qing thought for a while, and nodded after finding that Xiao An did not have any malicious intent.
Xiao An glanced at Lin Qing out of the corner of his eye, and after seeing Lin Qing nodding, he jumped up happily and took Lin Qing to Grandma Bamboo's house in his mouth.
Soon the two came to Grandma Bamboo's house, and they saw Grandma Bamboo's house, or it didn't look like a home, it could only be said that this place was a very simple place to live.
It was a house made of yellow clay, the same as the houses in the village, but it was so dilapidated and small compared to the other houses in the village that the people who lived in it really used it as both a kitchen and a bedroom, as can be seen from the curling smoke.
But fortunately there was a vine next to the house, and this vine was full of emerald green grapes, which added a touch of life to the lifeless house.
"That's what you're talking about?" Lin Qing saw the grapes next to the house and asked.
"Hmm." Xiao An responded.
"Grandma Bamboo, I'm back."
Xiao An happily ran into the house, and Lin Qing followed in.
Soon he saw an old man sitting on a wooden bench, and beside her there were several very dilapidated basins, because of the light rain just now, so there was also water on the roof, and the water leaked from the roof, and those basins were used to catch rainwater.
The old man was cooking, the stove was still dry, and she was using some wood that had not yet been wet to put into the stove pit, the fire in the stove pit was raging, and the light of the fire printed the old man's face yellow.
The old man heard Xiao An's voice, turned around slowly, and said, "Xiao An is back, Grandma Zhu has cooked some longan and red date porridge, and you can eat it in a while." β
"Hey, who is this?"
Grandma Zhu saw Lin Qing and asked suspiciously.
Xiao An hurriedly replied: "This is my uncle I just met, and he wants to buy grapes." β
"If you want to buy grapes, how much do you want to buy, two dollars a bunch, go pick them yourself, my wife and I have inconvenient legs, but I can't pick them for you."
Grandma Zhu is naturally very happy to see someone come to buy grapes, this grapevine can be said to be her only source of income now, a few years ago she took it to the town to sell, and then her legs and feet were not good before she let Xiao An take it to the town to sell, but the road to the town is still a little far, now she sees someone coming to the house to buy, she is naturally very happy, she used crutches for a long time to transfer a little bit, Xiao An and Lin Qing saw that she was so difficult, and hurriedly came over and helped her to the bed.
"Don't worry, I'll pick it later, I bought all the grapes you have here." Saying that, Lin Qing took out a wad of red banknotes from his pocket, fortunately he brought the banknotes out this time, otherwise this bamboo grandmother would not be able to collect the money, looking at the old man's appearance, it is estimated that he doesn't even know what a mobile phone is.
Lin Qing stuffed the money into Grandma Zhu's hand, Grandma Zhu looked at the pile of banknotes, and was stunned for a moment, she had never seen so much money in her life, let alone selling grapes, even if she dug up the tree by roots, it wouldn't take so much money.
"No...... Don't be so much. Grandma Zhu was in a hurry, after she took a few tickets, she wanted to stuff the money back to Lin Qing, but the old man's movements were very slow, how could Lin Qing stuff the old man back again.
"You can take it, I don't just buy grapes with this money, I also want to find out some news."
Lin Qing gently pushed the old man's hand back.
"What do you want to know?" The old man asked, confused.
"I want to know something about Changsheng Village, the village next door to you."
When the old man heard this, his face changed, and he said, "Young man, the water in Changsheng Village is very deep, you better not make do." β
The old man seemed to remember something, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face, but he quickly suppressed it.
Lin Qing saw the old man's expression and knew that the old man must know something, so he continued: "It is because the water is so deep that I want to find out, I have a friend who has disappeared in their village, and I must find him." β
After hearing this, the old man sighed and said, "What are you doing badly, if you have to provoke the madman in Changsheng Village, it may be difficult for your friends to escape......
Saying that, the old man closed his mouth again, as if he didn't want to tell Lin Qing anything.
Lin Qing didn't seem to see that the old man didn't want to speak, and then asked, "Why is it difficult to escape?" β
"Alas~"
The old man sighed, looked at Lin Qing, and said, "You really want to know?" β
Lin Qing nodded.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid."
"Then why do you still want to provoke Changsheng Village?"
"There's always something more important than being alive, isn't it?"
"There are always things more important than being alive......" the old man muttered Lin Qing's words, and then she said affirmatively: "Yes, there are always things that are more important than being alive!" β
There seemed to be some brilliance in the old man's eyes, and she looked at Lin Qing, as if she saw the person she had admired when she was young, but the end of that person was very tragic.
And the reason for all this is because of Chang Shengcun, thinking about it, how many years have she not shed tears again, tears flowed again in her cloudy eyes.
All of this makes her heartache when she thinks about it, and she still has a regret that she can't make up for in her life, even when she is about to step into the coffin with half a foot.