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"Uncle Zhang, what are you bringing me here for?" A young man dragged his equipment and followed an old farmer to a wooded field.

"Yesterday I went out to collect dry firewood, but I didn't expect to see a few rabbits scurrying out of the woods," said the old farmer, pointing to his feet.

The boy asked suspiciously, "How many rabbits?" What do you want a rabbit for? ”

The old farmer rolled his eyes at the man and said, "Rabbits are not meat, they can be eaten if they are meat!"

"It's like you know how to make rabbit meat." The boy pursed his lips and said.

"Hmph, it's just meat, whatever he does, cook it over fire, and you can eat it!" The old farmer snorted lightly and said again: "It's good to see meat these days!"

The boy nodded, "Well, too."

Then the boy unloaded his equipment, and the old farmer began to fiddle with it.

"Hey, you say, can you catch a rabbit with so many things?" The boy asked.

The old farmer smiled and said, "Tell you, although the rabbit is very fine, we are more refined than it!"

The boy was a little surprised, thinking that he was quite confident, but he still asked, "Can you really catch a rabbit?" ”

"It's a must, come, set a trap, it's going to get dark." The old farmer said hurriedly.

The two quickly cooperated, and after a while, in different places, three small traps were arranged in a similar way.

The old peasant stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the last trace of brilliance that had been hidden by the mountain, and said, "Okay, let's go, it's getting dark, just come and see tomorrow."

The boy also answered, and was ready to pack his tools and go back the way he came.

But at that moment, he heard a voice.

He waved his hand to stop the old farmer and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhang, did you hear anything?"

The old farmer felt inexplicable, so he casually answered without hearing it.

At this time, the voice became stronger and stronger, and the young man said firmly: "No! There is a sound, you listen carefully. ”

Although the old farmer was more annoyed, he still listened carefully, and then, the old farmer's eyes widened: "There is really a voice!" It seems to be... Cry? ”

"And it seems to be a child's cry, it's in that direction, go and see." The boy pointed in one direction and ran briskly with the old peasant.

Out of the woods, it was a dirt road, and the cry was here.

The old peasant lit the oil lamp he had prepared in advance and said to the boy, "Go, there."

The old farmer and the boy came to the place where the cry was in the center of the dirt road.

The old farmer squatted down and said in surprise: "It's a little baby, which parent is so ruthless!?"

The boy gently picked up the baby and said, "I actually abandoned the child here, regardless of the life and death of this child, it is really better than a beast!"

"Huh? Next to this is what. The old farmer looked to the other side, saw something dark, and said.

He held an oil lamp and shone it through.

"Huh!? It's a kid too! He hurriedly put down the oil lamp and prepared to pick up the child, but he noticed that something was wrong with the child.

"Stunned by freezing?" The boy said.

Now in this season, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and it is really difficult to say with the resistance of babies.

The old farmer shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be freezing faint."

The old farmer put his finger under the baby's nose, and then his voice almost trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "It's dead."

"What!?" The boy was shocked.

At this moment, several voices came, foreign words that they couldn't understand, obviously the voice of a devil.

"Hey, who's there!" The devil raised his gun and yelled at the light source.

"Oh no, run!" Seeing this, the old farmer hurriedly pulled the young man and rushed into the woods.

"But that," said the young man, looking back at the dead baby lying on the ground.

The old farmer shook his head and said, "I can't care so much, if I die, I am dead, and it is good to save a living person."

A gunshot rang out, and it was too late to leave, and the old farmer quickly pulled the boy to escape, while the boy clung to the still crying baby.

In this way, they ran for many miles in one go......