Chapter 42: It's over, it's a little fool
"Abel! I want two sweet potatoes, one big and one small, both of which have red hearts, and they should be sweeter! ”
The old man saw that the little girl was not afraid of people at all, and even dared to smile skillfully and put forward his own request, and the old man also followed suit, "Okay, wait!" Grandpa picks two for you, guaranteed to be big and sweet. ”
Xie Pujia kicked the two hot sweet potatoes into her coat pocket and thanked her politely.
Turning to leave, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the stone pier outside the gate of the farmer's market.
Xie Pujia had seen that stone pier several times, and then passed normally, why did a black thing about the same height as her appear next to it?
"Meow ......"
Just as Xie Pujia was hesitating to step forward, a cat meow came.
Hell, this black thing bigger than a stone pier can't be a cat, right? How can there be such a big cat?
"Meow~"
Another cat meow rang out.
Xie Pujia couldn't hold back, took two steps forward, approached the black shadow, and took advantage of the dim moonlight to find out.
Just when she was about to touch the dark shadow, suddenly!
With a "whoosh", a black cat rushed out from Xie Pujia's feet, scaring Xie Pujia, who was highly nervous.
Xie Pujia's round eyes widened and she looked in shock in the direction the cat had left, panting heavily.
Luckily, it's a cat.
......?
It seems that something is wrong, it was a cat that just flew out, what is the black lump on the edge of the stone pier?!
Xie Pujia seemed to feel as if something was gently tugging at the corners of her clothes.
She was so frightened that she froze her neck and didn't dare to look back, in the winter, she didn't have to lift her sleeves, she could feel that she was definitely covered with goosebumps.
"Sister...... Sister ......"
A weak child's voice pulled Xie Pujia out of her thoughts.
Well...... Child?
Xie Pujia looked down at the hand that was grabbing the corner of her clothes.
The fingers were white and tender, but the back of the hand was stained with dirty mud, and there were red marks on the side of the hand, which ruined the cleanliness of the whole hand.
A super thick and bulky down jacket appeared in front of Xie Pujia's eyes, and the hat that came with the down jacket covered most of the faces of the person in front of her.
I could only judge that the person in front of me was a person who was about the same height as Xie Pujia, and I couldn't tell the men and women.
Xie Pujia looked at the person in front of her from top to bottom.
The thick down jacket obviously does not fit, like buying a tube for several years, there are big gaps on both arms of the down jacket that I don't know what is broken, the fluff inside has been exposed in large areas, the length of the down jacket to the knee does not play a protective role, and there is a conspicuous scratch wound on the knee wrapped by jeans, which is deeply visible and reddish-brown, which is obviously caused by bleeding and drying.
Looking down further, I don't know what green paste-like object was stained on the hem of the jeans, which was tightly attached to the hem of the pants, which was a little disgusting.
Finally, there are the shoes, which are stained with a thick layer of wet and soft mud, and the original appearance of the shoes can no longer be seen.
Live like a refugee.
"Eh, you're ......"
Xie Pujia lifted the hat covering the face of the person in front of her, and finally revealed her face.
It's a boy.
I don't know who violently cut the hair with scissors, the length of the cut is uneven, and there are traces of blood in the ears, which should have been poked by the scissors when cutting the hair.
His eyes were red, and he knew he had cried when he saw it.
There were strip-like scars on his cheeks and brow bones, similar to those on his knees, but not as serious as those on his knees.
The boy is about the same height as Xie Pujia, but Xie Pujia is currently less than 1.4 meters tall due to long-term malnutrition in the past, and he looks no different from the second and third grades, and it is estimated that this boy should be in the second or third grade.
Although the boy's face was full of injuries, Xie Pujia could see that he had a good foundation, white and tender, like a child of a rich family.
After all, in this era, there are still a few people who can wear down jackets.
"Little brother, where are your parents? You tell your sister, and she will take you to your parents. ”
Xie Pujia asked the boy softly, but seeing that the boy was covered with wounds, she began to wonder if someone had deliberately thrown the child.
The boy raised his eyes to look at Xie Pujia, his fawn-like eyes were flustered, but after hesitating for a moment, as if he had made up some kind of determination, he trembled and unzipped the down jacket with his injured hands, took out a beautifully packaged candy from the inner wall of the down jacket, and handed it to Xie Pujia.
"Sister...... To give. ”
Hiss - it's over, it's a little fool.
Xie Pujia was even more pitiful, and looked at the injuries on the boy's body again, looking at all skin injuries, not sure if there were any injuries inside, so she had to take them to the clinic first.
Xie Pujia touched the remaining three yuan of sweet potatoes on her body, thinking that there were still fifty yuan in the piggy bank at home, and she didn't know if it was enough to treat the child.
Before Xie Pujia finished thinking, the boy's body staggered and fell forward directly, but fortunately, Xie Pujia was standing in front of the boy, and he caught the person steadily.
"Eh, little brother."
Xie Pujia reached out and touched the boy's face, only to realize that his body temperature was frighteningly high, and immediately realized that he was having a fever.
There is a stone pier around, and the ground is full of rotten vegetable leaves that the sanitation workers have not had time to clean up, and they look left and right, except for the sweet potato seller who has run a long way in the opposite direction, no one has passed by at all.
Xie Pujia thought for a while, used half of his body as the boy's strength support, slowly turned the other half of his body, let his back face the boy's chest, and then firmly pressed the boy's arms, so that his arms were wrapped around his neck, grabbed his hands, bent down slightly to adjust his posture, and finally used all his strength to cushion his feet.
It turns out that imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.
Two people of about the same height, one was thin and had no strength, and the other had a high fever and was unconscious, Xie Pujia and the boy fell to the ground with a four-and-eight movements.
Xie Pujia had a boy's back, and only knocked his elbow.
The boy was miserable, he had a high fever, and his body was full of injuries, and he was woken up by Xie Pujia so much.
When I woke up, I felt that something weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on me, and the memory in my mind was still stuck when I had just met Xie Pujia, and I subconsciously spoke.
"Sister...... I feel bad. ”
Xie Pujia couldn't care about the pain in her elbow, so she was so frightened that she quickly got up and helped the boy up, and her tone was eager.
"Okay, don't sleep first, my sister will find someone to save you immediately, don't sleep, if you close your eyes, you will be captured by the bad guys, and my sister will not be able to save you! Don't sleep! ”
The boy touched his face, made sure he still had a snort, and then went to his mother.