As the night gets darker, the cicadas chirp and the frogs chirp one after another. There is never a lack of hustle and bustle in the countryside on summer nights, but this hustle and bustle carries a bit of tranquility, which is completely different from the bustling city.

The room was dimly lit, and Song Yunping was standing beside the bed. Father Song's breathing on the bed had gradually stabilized, but his face was still a bit pale and haggard.

"Mom, you go to sleep, I'll just watch over you."

Mother's eyes were swollen from crying. Although Song's father's condition had stabilized after Wang Zhong's treatment, Song's mother was still uneasy and unwilling to go to sleep.

"Just let me watch over you, go to bed first!" Song's mother shook her head and said with concern.

Where could Song Yunping sleep? Because of her family background and college quota, her younger brother Song Yunhui had just had a big quarrel with his father, blaming his father for everything.

For many years, my father has always had a knot in his heart because of the family composition. He felt sorry for Song Yunping and Song Yunhui, his sister and brother. He was filled with guilt and a big stone weighed on his heart. Yesterday, Song Yunhui's heart-piercing words became the last thing that broke the camel's back.

straw.

"I'll sit here for a while. Is there any news from Xiao Zhong?" Mother Song grabbed her daughter's hand and asked with concern on her face.

Although the old man fainted because of his son, in the end it was the flesh that fell from his body. Now that his wife has woken up, Song’s mother’s anger has almost disappeared. She thinks of the hardships and sufferings that her children have endured over the years.

The cold looks and ridicule, and the blame for his son turned into heartache.

Song Yunping shook her head and said: "Not yet."

"There's still some rice in the rice vat. You go and get it to make some porridge. It's late at night and they're looking for Xiaohui for us. We can't help but show some respect."

"Xiao Hui didn't eat much just now. Once the porridge is cooked, he can have a hot mouthful to warm his stomach when he comes back."

As the night gets darker, the bright moon like a jade plate hangs far above the sky, all the stars are hidden, and strands of silver yarn like light gauze are scattered among the mountains and rivers.

The members of the Shanbei Brigade formed teams in twos and threes, holding flashlights and torches, scattered within a few miles of the small mountain village, searching inch by inch, but they could not find Song Yunhui in the entire Shanbei Village.

traces.

Under the moonlight, beside the mountain road, Song Yunhui squatted on the ground, his head buried between his legs. No matter how precocious he was, he was still just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, after all, he lacked some of the stability and thoughtfulness of an adult.

Song Yunhui was in a bad mood. In fact, he didn't hate his father that much. He also understood the anguish in his father's heart. Song Yunhui also understood his father's difficulties due to years of differential treatment, discriminatory eyes, and cynicism.

Only this time, the resentment accumulated over the years was triggered, and the inner balance was broken. All the anger, unwillingness, resentment, and injustice were vented countless times. Song Yunhui could only and dared to blame his father, and at the same time,

On himself.

"Haven't figured it out yet?"

In fact, when he just ran away from home, Song Yunhui felt a little regretful. However, compared to that regret, his sister Song Yunping gave up on his own initiative and gave up the place in college to himself, which made Song Yunhui even more unable to let go.

But the sudden sound behind him really startled Song Yunhui.

Subconsciously, he stood upright and turned around to look behind him warily. Behind the yellow flashlight, he saw a tall and muscular figure approaching in the dim moonlight.

"Brother Wang Zhong?" Song Yunhui shouted subconsciously.

The light of the flashlight was a bit strong, so Song Yunhui couldn't see the face of the person for a while, but just by looking at the figure, Song Yunhui could probably guess it.

"it's me!"

Wang Zhong turned off the flashlight and came to Song Yunhui's side.

"Why are you running here?"

Seeing that the person who came was really Wang Zhong, Song Yunhui's heart dropped and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's quiet here," Song Yunhui said.

Wang Zhongdao: "Not long after you left, your father fainted. Fortunately, your mother and your sister found out in time, otherwise..."

Before Wang Zhong could finish his words, Song Yunhui suddenly exploded and said excitedly: "My dad fainted?"

"Don't worry, I've woken up, but I'm still very weak and need to recuperate." Wang Zhong grabbed Song Yunhui, who was about to run back, "It's dark and the road is hard to walk on. Slow down. Don't let anything happen to you on the way.

Let your parents and your sister worry."

Song Yunhui was a little anxious at first, but after hearing what Wang Zhong said, he calmed down instantly.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, Song Yunhui said to Wang Zhong: "Brother Wang Zhong, thank you!"

Wang Zhong then turned on the flashlight and led Song Yunhui all the way towards the Shanbei Brigade.

"sister!"

Seeing his sister pacing anxiously back and forth outside the door, Song Yunhui almost couldn't hold his nerve.

"Xiaohui!"

Seeing her younger brother, Song Yunping's eyes lit up and a smile instantly appeared on her face.

"You're finally back. Where did you go this night? Do you know that my parents and I are worried about you." Song Yunping grabbed her brother's hand and said excitedly.

Seeing the concern in her sister's eyes, Song Yunhui felt even more guilty: "Sister! I'm sorry, I..."

"OK OK!"

Song Yunping said hurriedly: "Hurry up and see Dad!"

"How is Dad now?" Song Yunhui asked hurriedly, with nervousness written all over his face.

Song Yunping said: "I just woke up again, and my complexion has improved a lot."

Song Yunhui nodded and was about to enter the house, but Song Yunping held him back.

"Xiaohui."

Song Yunping looked into Song Yunhui's eyes, with a bit of pleading in her eyes.

"You go in and talk to dad properly, and don't do the same thing as before."

Song Yunhui said: "Sister, don't worry. I was too excited just now. It was my fault. I won't do it again."

Song Yunping saw Song Yunhui's solemn look, with a bit of regret in his eyes, and knew what kind of temper his brother was, so he stopped trying to stop him and let go of Song Yunhui's hand.

At this time, Song Yunping saw Wang Zhong standing outside the door.

"Brother Wang Zhong, thank you for helping me find Xiaohui." Song Yunping did not rush to follow, but thanked Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhongdao: "We are all neighbors, why are we so out of town? You and your family have helped me a lot in these years."

Song Yunping said: "I cooked porridge. Brother Wang Chong, you have been busy all night. You must be hungry. Come in and drink some first!"

"Cooking porridge? That's just right, I've been hungry for a while." After saying that, Wang Zhong walked through the courtyard gate and entered the Song family.

Song Yunping hurriedly served a bowl of porridge to Wang Zhong, and then hurried out to notify the other villagers who were helping to find Song Yunhui, inviting them home, and each person presented him with a bowl of steaming gruel. Although the porridge was not thick, it was

But it was a thoughtful gesture, and the villagers didn't feel that the Song family was being stingy. After all, in these days, every household was having a hard time. Just a pot of gruel was enough for the old Song family to eat for several days.

After drinking the porridge, the villagers dispersed one after another, and Wang Zhong also returned home.
Chapter completed!