But this child has never seen the horror of a real cold wave since he grew up. It is not comparable to the ordinary cold days in the north.
“Xiangzi, go back.” Grandpa said, “We must walk this road ourselves, we cannot send you away.”
Letting a child send them on the road is not good for the child’s psychology, nor is it good for the elderly who are consciously buried in the grave. It will arouse their intolerance and longing for their loved ones.
The other old people around have already taken action again. Only one old man who is closest to Grandpa Xiangzi is waiting at the spot, planning to support Grandpa Xiangzi after he finishes speaking.
“Grandpa, please listen to what I have to say. Don’t leave either! People from the city are coming. They are like gods. They have brought supplies for the winter and given them to every household. We will definitely be fine this year and in the future. It will definitely be better!” Seeing this situation, Xiangzi couldn’t care less about his emotions and finished his words quickly, barely breathing.
These words made the other old people who had left stop, but they only stopped, and the numbness of death in their eyes did not change much.
Grandpa Xiangzi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded, “Okay, okay, that’s good, so we can rest assured.”
Xiangzi’s eyes widened, never expecting that his words not only failed to restore his grandfather’s energy, but actually made them feel more at ease to run to their deaths.
At this moment Xiangzi regretted why he went up the mountain alone to find his grandfather and the others without notifying others, which made his words alone not carry enough weight.
“No, grandpa, you didn’t understand. They are not ordinary supplies. Those adults are…by the way, they are night wanderers, divine messengers. They can take things out of thin air, are extremely powerful, and can dispel the cold. What they give The supplies are not ordinary disaster relief, they are not just porridge and water. Grandpa, we can all survive, we will definitely survive this year, not only the young children, but the elderly will also survive!”
Xiangzi spoke extremely enthusiastically, with a burning light shining in his eyes.
In my memory, not long ago, those divine envoys were dressed in black and had red tassels hanging around their waists. Each one of them looked like a young man but had an extraordinary momentum. Their every move and gesture was like that of an immortal.
When he heard what they said, he was crazy with joy. He hurried back to tell his grandfather, who was bedridden recently, but he didn’t find his grandfather in the room.
Later, when he looked around at home, he found that a steamed bun was missing from his home. His grandfather’s old clothes were actually thicker. The blanket that had been covering his grandfather to keep him warm these days was left at home. Xiangzi thought of a possibility.
His mind exploded and he rushed in the direction of Changmian Point without thinking, and finally caught up with his grandfather and the others, but now they didn’t believe what he said at all, and looked at him with such loving eyes, as if to say: I know your filial piety. , you can even make up such nonsense just for us to go back.
Xiangzi was so anxious that he wished he could carry his grandfather back directly on his back.
But what about others?
Watching other familiar old people in the village die?
How about carrying grandpa back first and then calling someone to come up and take him?
The wind and snow are getting stronger.
Xiangzi knew he couldn’t delay.
He felt sorry for the other elderly people, but more importantly, his grandfather.
Just when Xiangzi was doing what he wanted to do, a voice came from the front.
A group of people appeared in their field of vision.