Chapter 243 Never been so warm

Similar situations in Yongmeng Township are also happening in various villages around Beiyuan City.

In a mountain covered with wind and snow, several staggering old men walked slowly up the mountain.

At first glance, they were all dressed neatly and wrapped their thin bodies intact. However, if you look closely, you will find that the clothes on their bodies are not good materials. There are many traces of sewing, the thread tips and friction fading marks all show that the clothes have been around for many years. In addition to being able to cover the body, the effect of insulation and wind resistance is not good.

They looked numb and calm, and they knew very well where their goals were.

If someone with weak body cannot leave first, he will be supported by his companions and continue moving forward, even though they are slow, they will never stop.

A sound of footsteps came from behind, but for these old people who had been away for a while and whose senses were frozen by the coldness, they did not immediately discover it.

Until the people behind finally caught up with them, they shouted loudly: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"

The old man turned around in a daze. The man had already arrived in front of them, held one of them by his wrists, and held the old man's frozen hands tightly in his young, self-heating palm.

"Grandpa!"

The thin old man who was called grandpa by a young man trembled his lips, "Xiangzi, why are you here?"

Xiangzi burst into tears, and before he could fall, he wiped it off with one hand. He said angrily: "If I don't come, I will never see my grandfather again. I said, I said I can afford to support it and be able to live with it. Why don't you listen to me, grandfather!"

Grandpa didn't say anything, and his eyes pressed down by his thick pleated eyelids showed peace of mind that he would return to the dust.

Can't afford to support, can't get over it.

Those who live to this age can feel that a cold wave will come this year.

On the freezing days, the food and warm firewood and clothes at home will definitely not be enough.

Their elderly bodies need more calories.

Instead of wasting resources on their old bones, it is better to leave them to their children and give them more hope to live.

This is the usual practice of the elderly in the village when they encounter a cold wave.

There is a natural cave on the top of their mountain, which is hidden and not visited by wild animals. It is called the Changmian Point by the elderly in the village. Every year, if an elderly person who feels unable to get through, he will go to the Changmian Point by himself and sleep quietly in the cave.

This time, Grandpa Xiangzi and other old people around him went to Changmian acupoints together.

They did not wear any good clothes, but they could cover their bodies. Everyone walked together with peace of mind and calmness. Because there were people accompanying them on the way to sleep, and their sleep also gave their descendants hope for Changchun.

"Xiangzi, don't be sad." Grandpa's hand was heated up by Xiangzi. With the strength to move, he touched Xiangzi's head and said calmly: "Grandpa is old, enough, and you can walk with peace of mind."

Xiangzi shook his head, "Grandpa, listen to me..."

My grandfather didn't listen, it was just that the child was strong and his filial piety showed that he could take care of his past cold winter.

However, this child has never seen the terribleness of a real cold current since he grew up. It is not comparable to ordinary cold days in the north.

"Xiangzi, go back." Grandpa said: "We have to walk this road ourselves, and we can't send it."

If you ask a child to send them on the road, you will be bad for the child and don’t treat them, the elderly who are consciously buried, and will arouse their unbearableness and longing for their loved ones.

The other elderly people around had already taken action again, and only one of the old people who were closest to Grandpa Xiangzi was waiting in place, intending to support him after finishing their words.

"Grandpa, listen to me and don't leave, don't leave! People are sent to the city, they are like gods. They brought winter supplies to every household. We will definitely be fine this year and will definitely be better in the future!" Seeing this situation, Xiangzi didn't care about his emotions and quickly finished speaking, almost breathing.

These words made the other old people who had left stopped, but they just stopped. The numbness in their eyes was not much changed.

Grandpa Xiangzi was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, "Okay, OK, that's good, so we'll feel at ease."

Xiangzi widened his eyes, never expecting that his words not only did not restore his grandfather's energy, but instead made them run to death with greater peace of mind.

At this moment, Xiangzi regretted why he went up the mountain to find his grandfather and the others without notifying others, which made his words alone not worth enough.

"No, grandpa, you didn't understand. It's not ordinary supplies. Those adults are... By the way, they are night tour envoys, god envoys. They can get things out of thin air, they have great power and can dispel the cold. The supplies they give are not ordinary disaster relief, nor are they clearing the porridge and water. Grandpa, we can all live, we will definitely live. This year, not only young children, but also the elderly will definitely live!"

Xiangzi spoke extremely enthusiastically, and there was a burning light in his eyes.

In my memory, not long ago, the divine messengers who were wearing black clothes and red spikes on their waists looked like a teenager but were extraordinary in their every move.

He was so happy that he hurried back to tell his grandfather who was bedridden recently, but he didn't find his grandfather in the room.

Later, he looked through his home and found that there was a bun missing at home. His grandfather's set of old clothes was thicker. These days, he left the blankets that kept him warm. Xiangzi thought of a possibility.

His brain exploded, and he rushed towards the direction of Changshui acupoint without thinking, and finally caught up with his grandfather and the others. But now the grandfathers didn't believe what he said at all. He looked at his eyes so kind, as if saying: I know your filial piety, and I can even make up such nonsense for us to go back.

Xiangzi was so anxious that he wanted to carry his grandfather directly on his back.

But what should anyone else do?

Watching other familiar elderly people in the village die?

What if you do you carry my grandfather back first and then call someone to come and take someone?

The wind and snow are getting heavier.

Xiangzi knew it was too late.

He felt sorry for other old people, but what was more important was his grandfather.

Just when Xiangzi was doing what he wanted, a sound came from the front.

A group of people appeared in their sight.

"Finally found!"

"It's Xiangzi, this kid is really smart, faster than us."

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Milk! I'm back home, I can go home."

The shouts of relatives reached the ears of the old man who was about to go to the scene.

The numb old people finally lost their composure.

The reason why they have to go up the mountain quietly is that they don’t want to face the separation of their relatives, don’t want their relatives to be sad, and don’t want to hesitate to die.

"Put on the back." The voice was calm and steady, and the young people in the village did not hesitate.

The old man turned his eyes to the person who was talking, and then he was in a trance.

The young man in black and red ears is not amazing in appearance, but he gives people a sense of Mount Tai.

In the cold mountains, he was lightly dressed and tall.

Faced with these elderly people who would rather run to death by themselves than give their hope of giving birth to their children, Ye Jing, the captain of the night tour team responsible for this village, smiled and said warmly with respect in the face of the elders: "Please go home. The night tour of the cold is about to be around. It should be a happy day for the whole family."

The old people had not yet reacted and had been carried on their backs by the young people in the village.

Some of them still don’t want to go back and cause trouble for their families, or are lonely elderly people who have no family members, and think that going back is meaningless.

However, the lonely old man who felt meaningless was also carried by a teenager in the village.

The old man was stunned, "You...you..."

The boy turned his head and said, "You don't know me, I remember you, you have fed me a few bites of food."

The old man's lips trembled, but he actually remembered, he remembered.

At this time, a scream of exclamation broke out.

The old man looked at it.

Ye Jing took out the insulated blanket and hand stove from Ruyi's capsule, and let people put it on these weak and frozen old people.

This time the old people understood what Xiangzi said before and what the magic envoy and immortal methods mean.

Warmth came from the back, from the hands, from the young back that was pressed against the chest, and warmly wrapped the whole body of the old people who were about to die.

They were in a trance, and they seemed to have never been as warm as they were in this life.

(End of this chapter)
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