One side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, and the straightforward and heroic character of the Northeast people, the wind and rain here are also neat and simple.

The sudden heavy rain crackled the leaves, smashed them on the ground, and even brought up puffs of smoke and dust. The birds returned to their nests, the beasts returned to their nests, and after a while of noise in the forest, only the sound of rain and wind remained.

The trail became muddy, and the rocks that could have been used to settle down were slippery.

"Hurry up, let's go, don't dare to rub it any longer!" Wen Lan greeted and turned back and stretched out her hand to them.

The road down the mountain was already difficult to walk, and now that it is raining, it is even more difficult.

Lin Nianhe just wanted to pull Wen Lan's hand, and he caught a glimpse of Wang Shumei's short figure, screaming and falling into the dirt.

The birds that had just found a place to hide from the rain were hula-la-la, and the feathers that were shaken off were full of resentment towards Wang Shumei.

"you!"

Wen Lan hurriedly went to help Wang Shumei, and Lin Nianhe also reached out to help.

"Hiss......"

Wang Shumei's right foot just touched the ground and fell back, she shook her head with a pale face: "No, I can't move, my foot is twisted." ”

The rain quickly wet their clothes, Wang Shumei wiped the water on her face, looked at Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan and said, "You guys go first, I'll hide under the tree for a while, wait for ......"

"Don't wait, go back to the cave first." Lin Nianhe was so beaten by the rain that he couldn't open his eyes, "The rain is too big, it's too dangerous to go down the mountain now." ”

They don't wear professional outdoor hiking shoes, and the probability of falling down the mountain in this kind of weather is a bit high.

Wen Lan looked at the way down the mountain and nodded: "Yes, go back first, you definitely can't be here by yourself." ”

After saying that, she took off the back basket and stuffed it into Lin Nianhe's arms, bent down and dragged Wang Shumei's arm, and carried her on her back.

Lin Nianhe helped support Wang Shumei, and the three of them returned to the cave one foot deep and one foot shallow.

For a while, Lin Nianhe didn't know if he should be glad - fortunately, he didn't go far, if he was left halfway, he really didn't know what to do.

Wen Lan wiped the rain off her face and said to Lin Nianhe, "Hezi, you take care of her, I'll go get some firewood." ”

"The trees are all wet, can they be used?" Lin Nianhe stopped her.

"While it hasn't rained for too long, I can still find some."

Before Wen Lan's words fell, the person had already rushed into the rain curtain.

Wang Shumei was a little stupid, and looked at Lin Nianhe with a pale face: "Xiaolan went out by herself, this, can it work?" ”

She gasped as she spoke.

"It should be, I believe her."

Lin Nianhe retracted her gaze, and she didn't pretend to go to find someone, she took out all the things in her back basket and took out a small bottle of medicinal wine from the "satchel".

Because of Wang Xixi's matter, Lin Nianhe has poured a lot of medicine into a glass bottle that is common in this era in the past few days, or wrapped five or six pills in a small paper bag, which will not arouse suspicion when taking it.

"Come, show me my ankles."

Lin Nianhe took the glass bottle to Wang Shumei and handed her a handkerchief: "You wipe your face first." ”

Wang Shumei was in a lot of pain, and her face turned white.

She didn't cry out in pain, gritted her teeth and endured it, but just said to Lin Nianhe: "I'm sorry, I've bothered you." ”

"What do you say?"

Lin Nianhe replied casually and opened Wang Shumei's trouser leg.

Her ankle was already red and swollen, and it hurt to look at it.

Lin Nianhe smacked his tongue, no wonder Wang Shumei couldn't leave at all, this injury, I'm afraid it will take ten days and half a month to nurse.

She checked it and saw that Wang Shumei's ankle was not dislocated, so she took the medicinal wine on the side.

She rubbed her palms and said, "It will hurt a little, you bear with it, but don't kick me." ”

"I'm fine, I'm going to endure it—ah!"

Wang Shumei only felt that cold sweat was pouring out from every pore on her body, and the severe pain made her teeth tremble.

Lin Nianhe didn't seem to hear her screams, lowered his eyes and continued to rub her medicinal wine.

When Wen Lan came back, she saw Wang Shumei leaning against the wall with a pale face, as if she had been beaten.

On the side, Lin Nianhe was holding a white-flour steamed bun that he didn't know where to shoot, and he was gnawing on it with relish.

Chai He in his arms fell to the ground with a thud, and Wen Lan took three steps and two steps to Wang Shumei's side.

She patted Wang Shumei's face and asked Lin Nianhe eagerly: "Didn't Meizi hurt her feet, why did she look like she was going to die?" ”

Lin Nianhe handed her a steamed bun and said vaguely: "I gave her medicine, maybe it was a little painful at that time." ”

Wen Lan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to see the white-flour steamed buns, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, she took it and whispered, "Go back and return you." ”

Lin Nianhe rolled his eyes at her, put down the half-eaten steamed bun to pick up the firewood, and went to Wang Shumei's side after raising a fire in the depths of the sheltered cave.

"Sister Shumei, haven't you slowed down yet?" Lin Nianhe stretched out his hand and poked her face, "Come over and bake the fire first, it's not good in case you catch a cold." ”

Wang Shumei was already numb from pain, and when she heard this, she slowly turned her head and looked at Lin Nianhe very complicated: "I really can't figure out why Wang Xixi is so grateful to you." ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

She dislikes her for being heavy, right? Right?

Wang Shumei grinned at her with a not very good-looking smile: "Ahem, it hurts." ”

For the sake of her being a wounded, Lin Nianhe didn't care about her very much, helped her to sit by the fire, and gave her a steamed bun.

The three of them sat around the fire, and you looked at me, and I looked at you, and suddenly they all laughed.

They are really unlucky, the first time they went up the mountain, they were blocked by heavy rain on their way home, and it is estimated that there will be no more miserable people than them.

"Hey, you say, they found out that we weren't there, would they go up the mountain to find us? What if I take a fork in the road? You won't fall, will you? ”

Wen Lan was munching on steamed buns while roasting the fire, trying to dry her wet clothes quickly.

Lin Nianhe propped his chin and replied a little unenergetically: "With such a heavy rain, who will go up the mountain, and you have to save your own life first, right?" ”

Wang Shumei's feet hurt and she sat with some back pain. She supported her left leg with one hand and sighed: "If I hadn't bothered you, we would have all reached the point of educated youth by now." ”

She was a little frustrated, and covered her face in annoyance.

"That's right, you didn't fall on purpose, and I could throw you on the mountain." Wen Lan took a small bite of the steamed bun and savored the sweet fragrance of the white noodles, "Hezi, why do you still want to bring dry food?" ”

Lin Nianhe sighed "hmm", propped his head and replied: "I'm afraid of hunger." ”

Wang Shumei was also a little puzzled: "Then why did you bring medicinal wine?" ”

Lin Nianhe: "The first time I went up the mountain, what if I fell?" ”

Wang Shumei thought about it and accepted Lin Nianhe's explanation.

If Wen Lan hadn't said it was necessary, she would have wanted to bring some dry food.

The flames scorched the wood and crackled with a tiny crackling sound. Outside, the wind and rain were even stronger, and occasionally the wind swept into the cave, causing the flames to flutter.

The dark clouds were surging, and the sky was gray, and people were overwhelmed.

Wang Shumei finished eating the steamed bun and tentatively moved her ankle, but there was no sharp pain before.

"Nian He, your medicine really works, where did you buy it?"

"Hmm...... ...... brought from home"

Wang Shumei listened to Lin Nianhe's weak voice and immediately turned her head to look at her.

Lin Nianhe shrunk into a ball, his head tilted and pillowed on his knees.

Under the firelight, her face was very red, her big eyes, which were always smart, were slightly closed at the moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her brows were slightly wrinkled.

Wang Shumei couldn't say it well, so she quickly moved over with some effort, reached out and touched Lin Nianhe's forehead, and her palm was hot.

"Xiaolan, Nian He has a fever!"