Chapter 613: Your Money Doesn't Come from the Wind
Da Ming pulled the boat over, jumped on both feet, jumped on it, picked up the oar, and rowed towards the center of the flood.
His eyes never took off the man on the roof of the paddling center: "Comrade, comrade, don't worry, I'm here to save you." ”
The raging flood struck like a beast of prey.
One surf and the boat almost capsized.
Although Da Ming was wearing a lifebuoy, he still broke out in a cold sweat: "Mom, I almost fell into the water." ”
He looked up at the shore and saw his comrades-in-arms wearing lifebuoys one by one, holding logs to the middle of the water.
The village has been flooded, and many villagers have not left their safety sites.
Ji Jingting grabbed the log and saw an old man on a willow tree, he was gray-haired, one hand was tightly grasping the wicker, and the other hand was holding the hen, his lips were white, and he couldn't stop trembling: "Save me, save me, I still have grandchildren, I can't die." ”
Ji Jingting pulled down the willow tree: "Old man, you jump down, I'll catch you." ”
The old man didn't dare: "No, no, the flood will wash me away, I can't die." ”
Ji Jingting saw that the old man's face was pale with fright, his feet kept trembling, and he sighed lightly: "Old man, if you jump down, I will catch you, and you won't die, but it has been on it, and the flood will wash it again, maybe the willow tree will be uprooted, and you will be swept away by the flood at that time." ”
The old man was so frightened that he burst into tears: "I don't want to die, if I die, my grandson will have no one to take care of me, comrade soldier, can you really catch me?" ”
Ji Jingting nodded: "Yes, jump quickly, I feel that the flood is going to rise again." ”
The old man looked at the willow tree, and then at the water, imagining that the flood water would rise again, and he trembled with fright, and immediately let go of the willow tree and jumped down.
"Poof-" The flood splashed in a circle, the old man took a sip of water, and Ji Jingting immediately put on the lifebuoy on his body: "Hold the log, don't be afraid of the flood rising again." ”
The old man spit out the water from his mouth, hugged the log tightly with one hand, and the old hen with the other.
Ji Jingting looked at the old hen who was about to choke: "Old man, the old hen is dying, I think it's better for you to throw it away, in case the flood rushes over again, it is not enough to hold the log with one hand." ”
The old man was very stubborn and refused: "No, there is only one old hen left in the house." ”
Ji Jingting grew up in the countryside since he was a child, and he knew that the old man was stubborn, and no one could persuade him, so he could only change the method: "Old man, why don't you do this, I paid for the old hen?" ”
The old man's cloudy eyes burst into a light of surprise: "Really? ”
Ji Jingting gave a price: "How about fifty yuan?" ”
The old man is very practical and knows how much a chicken is worth: "At the current price, an old hen is only twenty yuan, and you don't need fifty yuan, I know you want to help me, but your money is not blown by the wind!" ”
The old man handed the chicken to Ji Jingting, he took it, and was about to throw it, but the old man immediately saw through his intentions: "You want to throw it away?" No, no, you can't throw it, you are a waste, do you know how long it takes for a chicken to be fed to grow to four or five catties? ”
Ji Jingting has a headache, is it time to talk about this? The most important thing now is to get out of this dangerous place first: "Old man, we are running for our lives now, a chicken is thrown away, how can anyone matter about chickens?" Didn't you say you couldn't have an accident? ”
I'm slowly reverting to the update.
Today, I have 7,000 words.
(End of chapter)