I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

Downhill, Wang Shun was lying on the side without knowing what happened to him. His face was cut several times, and blood was dripping out. A light green juice came out, mixed with the soil, sticky.

Lian Xing frowned, fearing that he was late, he took a step forward and tried Wang Shun's breathing carefully. His breathing was even and long, which was normal. It seemed that he just fell and fainted for a while.

Lian Xing wanted to send the person up, but the unconscious person was unconscious, his whole body was uncontrollable, as soft as a puddle of mud, and even because of this, he felt heavier than his usual weight.

He first helped Wang Shun onto his back, then straightened up, and Wang Shun slid down along his straight back.

It was the same after two attempts. Even Xing's forehead was covered with sweat. They didn't bring hemp rope when they came out this time, and they didn't have any tools to hang him up.

"Well……"

Fortunately, at this time, Wang Shun woke up faintly.

He opened his eyes with a "hiss", and immediately saw the "ugly brother" in front of him, a trace of defense flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "Why are you here?"

Lian Xing asked with concern: "I rushed over when I heard the sound of you falling, how are you doing now, can you move? Did you get hurt somewhere?"

Wang Shun lowered his head uncomfortably. He knew that it would be too late when he stepped in the air, and he thought it was over this time.

Unexpectedly, someone would come to rescue him.

Or the "ugly guy" that men in this village often look down upon.

Wang Shun lowered his head and said, "It's okay, you can move."

Wang Shun stood up slowly with the help of the soil slope. His body was in pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that his movements were too difficult, Lian Xing asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Wang Shun suddenly raised his head and refused, "No need!"

Lian Xing took a step back silently: "...that's fine."

Slowly moving at a snail's speed for a long time before walking over, Wang Shun looked up at the hillside where he fell, and fell silent.

Normally, no matter how tall he is, he can find various ways to climb up, but today, it is difficult for him to even walk. Every time he moves, it feels like there are dense needles pricking his body, and the fine and continuous pain continues to torture his body. Every nerve made him feel timid about the hillside that is only two people tall today.

When he was hesitating, Lian Xing came over and knelt down at his feet, "Come on, go back early, grandma is still waiting for you."

Wang Shun looked at him for a long time, his Adam's apple moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Lian Xing let him step on his back, and then he slowly straightened up. Zheng Chengan responded from above, grabbed Wang Shun's upper body, and pulled him up with force.

With too much force in the last one, Wang Shun slammed into Zheng Chengan's body heavily. Zheng Chengan was so tired that he lay on the spot and took a breath. Roll off.

Zheng Chengan gave a "tsk", he didn't dislike this kid for being dirty, so this kid started to dislike him?

Zheng Chengan turned over, ignored this annoying guy, lay down on the slope and shouted: "Lian Xing, how did you come up?"

Lian Xing looked at the slope. Although it was a bit steep, going up was a piece of cake for him. He said truthfully, "Huh? I'll go up by myself."

After the words were finished, Lian Xing took a few steps back, giving himself a run-up, and jumped up with a sharp acceleration, stepping on the large protruding grass roots on the slope, and grasping the overgrown branches with his hands at the same time.

After repeating this a few times, Lian Xing went up the slope smoothly, and it was useless for Zheng Chengan to stay on it.

Zheng Chengan hurriedly got up, patted the dirt on his body, carefully inspected Lianxing, and complained: "How are you? Are you injured anywhere? Just run away without saying anything, so I'm not afraid that I won't be able to keep up ?"

"The mountain is too dangerous," Lian Xing smiled, letting him direct him to turn around, "I'm afraid that if it's too late, the injured person won't be found, it's a life anyway! And I was looking at you when I ran Only after keeping up did we continue to run forward.”

Zheng Chengan snorted, but did not answer.

Lian Xing hesitated for a while. Several villages leaned on this mountain. Although they harvested a lot of food that was not available in other places, it also increased a lot of risks.

Some people will get lost on the mountain, some will accidentally fall to the bottom of the valley, some will slip and break their legs, and some will encounter wild animals and die in their mouths... When encountering such things, no matter whether they are inside or outside the village, they will always respond immediately Go up and help, otherwise who can know that the next time you are in danger, it won't be yourself?

Besides, he was too sensitive to this kind of sound, how many times he woke up sweating profusely in his dream, just because he heard the sound but couldn't find where his parents were.

He kept thinking, if he had immediately found out where his parents had fallen when he heard the sound, would they not have died?

After a while, Lian Xing said: "Next time, don't follow me anymore." It was too dangerous.

And he... will still go up.

Zheng Chengan frowned, and asked back: "What's the matter? Will you leave me completely next time?"

"Of course not." Lian Xing said anxiously, "I mean..."

Zheng Chengan said: "I know what you mean, but I hope you can also understand my feelings, and I will also worry about you. No matter what others do, I only hope that you can put your own safety first whenever you want. do you know?"

Lian Xing wanted to say something else: "But..."

Zheng Chengan raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Lian Xing lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled: "I see."

After looking around and knowing that Lian Xing was not injured because of saving others, Zheng Chengan was relieved.

Then he looked at Wang Shun who was still lying on the ground, and asked, "Can you... still get up?"

Wang Shun has never had a good look towards Zheng Cheng'an, Xiaobai is such a nice person, if he hadn't jumped into the river because of his troubles, Xiaobai would not be gossiped by the villagers.

He wanted to leave by himself just now, so as to avoid being tortured by the two of them, but he had tried very hard, but no matter what he could only try to support half of his body, and if he went up, it would hurt so much It takes no effort at all.

Now that Zheng Chengan took the initiative to say this sentence, Wang Shun would not ask him for help no matter how hard he tried, and let himself lose face, barely propping up half an arm, Wang Shun said flatly: "It's okay."

However, his arm was still trembling with pain, trembling to and fro, he didn't listen to his command at all, when he reached halfway, his arm suddenly lost strength, and his whole back hit the ground.

Before Zheng Chengan could pass by, Lian Xing blew towards Wang Shun like a gust of wind, and asked with a frown, "Are you all right?"

"It's better not to move around, the way down the mountain is not easy, I will carry you back."

Zheng Chengan turned pale with shock: "No!"

Wang Shun also said in unison: "No!"

Zheng Cheng'an glanced at Wang Shun, counting that he still had some conscience, and continued: "He is so heavy, how can you carry him down?"

Lian Xing said: "You forgot, I am very strong, and I memorized the wild boar last time by myself."

It seems to be, but that doesn't work either.

It's just that Zheng Cheng'an couldn't think of a suitable reason for refusal for a while, after all, he met a seriously injured person on the road, and if he walked away without saving him, it would be too cold and heartless.

Wang Shun paused, and moved back a certain distance, "This is not good, you and I have different identities."

That's right, Zheng Cheng'an just now realized that Lian Xing and himself are not of the same gender at all, and he echoed: "That's right, people in the village will gossip when they see it."

"But..." Lian Xing hesitated. Although people in the village can understand that life is at stake, it is inevitable that there will be some people who talk nonsense, but Wang Shun is so badly injured. What can be done?

Seeing his hesitation, Zheng Chengan hurriedly said: "It's a big deal, I'll carry him down."

Lian Xing shook his head and refused: "No, your body is just right, how can you move your back?"

"I said Fulang, are you underestimating me? After all, your husband is also a big man!" No matter how you say it, Zheng Cheng'an is still a man, why can't he be a man? !Moreover, he has been exercising hard these days. Every time he writes in the house, he takes the initiative to take a walk in the yard and punches.

Now he has been exercising for half an hour without blushing or panting.

Lian Xing blushed at the address, and was speechless for a while.

Zheng Chengan quickly took the opportunity to squat down and directed him to put Wang Shun on his back.

As soon as Zheng Cheng'an stood up, he felt strenuous. This kid looked very thin, why didn't he lose any weight?

He gritted his teeth secretly, suppressed the muffled hum in his throat, let out a breath slowly, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "See, how could it be so difficult for me with such a small amount of weight?"

Lian Xing showed a satisfied smile. It seemed that he really regarded her husband too delicately. He clumsily imitated Zheng Chengan's straightforward praise, and whispered: "My husband is really amazing."

Zheng Chengan's heart skipped a beat, he coughed uncomfortably, and the corners of his ears were slightly red.

Zheng Chengan carried Wang Shun on his back, Lian Xing picked up Wang Shun's small willow basket, and the two went down the mountain one after the other.

On the way, Lian Xing saw Zheng Chengan struggling, took out a plain handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his forehead, and said distressedly: "I'd better carry him down the mountain."

Zheng Cheng'an had just felt the warm and fragrant nephrite, and immediately became vigilant, shrugging up the person whose back was slipping, and said: "No need."

When he finally came down from the mountain, Zheng Chengan felt that his legs were not his own anymore, they were sore and limp, and he could barely lift his feet. He looked at Lian Xing beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "...where is his home?" ?”

Lian Xing raised his finger and pointed: "It's just ahead, not far away."

It's not too far. Compared with going down the mountain, this way is much easier. Zheng Cheng'an took a breath and quickened his pace so that he could catch his breath earlier.

After entering the courtyard gate, Zheng Chengan heard Wang Shun, who was lying on his back, said in a low voice: "Just put me in that room, keep your voice down, don't let grandma hear you."

Zheng Chengan followed his will and went into the room he mentioned. He said it was a room, but it was actually a small utility room, cramped and dark, making people feel breathless once they entered.