“found it!”
“It’s Xiangzi. This kid is really smart and faster than us.”
“Grandpa, grandpa!”
“Milk! You’re home, you can go home.”
The shouts of relatives reached the ears of the old man who was preparing to go to the scene.
The numb old people finally lost their composure.
The reason why they want to go up the mountain quietly is that they don’t want to face the separation of their loved ones, they don’t want their loved ones to be sad, and they don’t want to hesitate to die.
“Put the person on your back.” The voice was calm and steady, and the young people in the village obeyed without hesitation.
The old people turned their eyes to the speaker, and then fell into a trance.
The young man in black clothes and red tassels does not look amazing, but he gives people the impression of Mount Tai.
In the freezing mountains, he was lightly dressed and tall.
Faced with these old people who would rather die than give the hope of life to their children, Ye Jing, the captain of the night tour team in charge of this village, smiled and said softly with respect to the elders: “Please, elders.” When I return home, the cold night is about to begin, it should be a peaceful day for the whole family. ”
Before the old people could react, they were already being carried on their backs by the young people in the village.
Some of them still don’t want to go back and cause trouble to their families, or they are lonely old people who have no family members and feel that there is no point in going back.
However, the lonely old man who felt it was meaningless was also carried on the back of a village boy.
The old man was stunned, “You…you…”
The young man turned his head and said, “You don’t know me, but I remember you. You fed me a few mouthfuls of food.”
The old man’s lips trembled. In fact, he remembered, he remembered.
At this time, there was an exclamation.
The old man looked.
Ye Jing took out the thermal blanket and hand stove from the wishful bag, and asked people to put them on these old people who were weak and cold all the way.
Only this time did the old people understand what Xiangzi meant by the methods of divine messengers and immortals mentioned before.
Warmth came from the back, from the hands, from the young back that was close to the chest, and the warmth enveloped the whole body of the old people who were preparing to die.
They were in a trance, as if they had never been so warm in their lives.