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Chapter 14

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    Waking up from the dream, his mood had fallen to the bottom, and he felt homesick suddenly.

    The talented man thought, I can't stay here anymore, I have to find someone to help me to a warm place, otherwise I will die here.

    He started to call out to passers-by, but passers-by turned a blind eye, as if he was not there when he passed by him.  No one talked to him, no one paid attention to him.

    He struggled to put the shoes on.  He endured the pain in his feet and wanted to take them up, but his legs were no longer in control. He tried several times, but it still didn't work.  At this time, his tears flowed out, heartbroken.

    He felt that he was going to die, in this place where he didn't know the name of the place.

    The talented man murmured to himself: "Uncle, why did you let me come to the south! What kind of place is this!"

    "Old girl! Am I doing this on my own?"

    "Police! Why did you arrest me? Nothing happened to me and my old lady?"

    "Hi! What are you talking about, until now"

    The talented man murmured something, like a lunatic.

    Tired of talking, he started crying.

    The talented man was crying here, when two people came from a distance.  They pushed a two-wheeled cart, and when they got closer, the talented man saw clearly that they were two older people, a man and a woman.  The talented man stopped crying and shouted: "Uncle?Uncle?"

    The two stopped when they heard his voice, looked towards him after hearing the sound, and then approached him.  The talented man said: "Uncle, my foot is swollen, can you help me?"

    In the faint light of the evening, the two looked at him carefully. At this time, the man asked the talented man: "What's wrong with you, can't you stand up?"

    Caizi could tell that it was also Cantonese. He had been in Guangzhou for so long, and he could already understand a little Cantonese. Caizi nodded and said, "My feet are swollen and I can't stand up!"

    At this time, the woman asked: "Where is your family? The accent is not from a local, is it from the Northeast?"

    The talented man nodded kindly and said, "My family is from the Northeast."

    The woman said: "Northeast, what are you doing so far away?"

    The talented man said: "When I work here, people here say that I am thin and no one wants me. If I want to go home, if I don't have enough money, I go back. My feet are swollen."

    The man said: "Stop talking, give him a hand and see if he can stand up by himself?"

    The two began to help him up, and the wit barely stood up, and the wit tried to move his legs forward.  But the legs were as heavy as lead, so the two had no choice but to push the cart over and let the talented man sit on it.  Pushing and pulling one by one, after walking for a while, the car stopped at the door of a farm house.

    The woman hurried into the room and called out a young man in his thirties. The woman told the young man to carry the talented man into the house.  The young man is quite strong, and it didn't take much effort to hug him.

    In fact, at this time, his weight is very light, he is already skinny.

    The young man carried him into the house, put him on a chair, and then looked at the talented man and said in blunt Mandarin: "What's wrong?"

    The talented man told him again what he had just said to the two older people.  At this time, those two people also entered the room, and the talented man could see clearly under the light.  The furnishings in the house are very old, there are some vegetables piled up in the house, and there are farm tools in the corner.  The talented man knew that this was an out-and-out farmer's family, and the old couple should usually be selling vegetables.  Among the three houses, this one is obviously lived by the old couple, and the other one should be lived by the young man.

    At this time, the older man said to the young man in his thirties: "Hai Hong, take a quick look, how is this baby's feet doing?"

    This man named Haihong squatted down and took off the talented man's shoes with great effort. He looked up and down, left and right, and then pinched the talented man's feet. He said, "Father, this baby's feet are swollen, swollen.  Very powerful."

    A woman in her thirties led a six or seven-year-old girl out of another room.  When they arrived in this room, she and the old woman came over to look at the talented man's feet. The old woman said: "Father, please boil some hot water and let this baby scald his feet. The feet seem to be swollen and there is no big problem."

    The old man obediently left the house, and within ten minutes, the water was boiled and served.  Put it under the feet of the talented person, test the water temperature, and let the talented person put his feet in the water.

    As the feet were placed under the action of the water temperature, Caizi felt that his feet hurt even more. At this time, his feet felt like they had just been pierced into an iron bar, and the pain made him feel itchy in his heart.

    But he persisted, and after a while, the pain in his feet and legs eased, and the body temperatureHe began to rise, and he felt a little hot in his body.  But he felt that his feet were getting more swollen. Enduring the swelling, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

    After persisting for a while, the pain in his feet gradually subsided, and he felt that his feet were numb.

    With the warmth of the body, a stream of warm currents rushed to the whole body.

    The wit was a little choked up, and looked at the family blankly, while the elderly woman over there was busy cooking.

    The three young people went back to the house, the water gradually became cold, the old man poured out the water, and then the old man helped Caizi wipe off the thick layer of spring on the town's feet, and then wiped the Caizi's feet with a clean towel.  wrapped.

    The old man's movements were a little clumsy. Although it hurt when his hands touched his feet and legs, the pain was covered by a sense of intimacy that was saved, and that sense of intimacy went down his legs to his heart.  The wit was very grateful and kept saying "thank you".

    Not long after, the elderly woman brought the food, and the talented man and they began to eat.  The gifted man smelled the aroma of the rice. It was a kind of long-grained rice. It was the first time the gifted man had eaten it, and he ate three bowls in a row.

    These days, it was the first time that Caizi had a full meal. Although there was no meat in the dish, there was only a little oil in it.  But he feels that this dish is both fragrant and fresh, and the salty taste of salt makes him feel that this dish is more delicious.

    After dinner, the old couple helped Caizi to the wooden bed and let him rest.

    Within a few minutes, the wit fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

    Only Caizi was sleeping in the room, and the voices of Haihong's wife and children could be heard from another room.  The talented man got up and saw the food in the basin on the table.  He knew that this was left for him by the old couple.  He moved his body, moved to the table and began to eat big mouthfuls.

    After eating, the talented man moved his feet, and the pain seemed to be gone, and he felt that the swelling had subsided.  He looked for his shoes, but they were gone.

    At this time, Haihong's wife from the other room seemed to have heard the movement in this room, and she led the little girl over with a pair of shoes in her hand.

    When Haihong's daughter-in-law entered the house, she asked the talented man, "Are you alright? The meal is over. The old man and the old lady went out to sell vegetables in the morning. They cooked the food and put it on the table for you."

    The talented man said: "Thank you, I ate it all."

    Haihong's daughter-in-law said with a smile: "These are the shoes of the child's father. It seems that your shoes are a bit too big. Let's make up for it first." The talented man tried the shoes obediently, and they were indeed bigger.

    In this way, with the help of this family, the swelling of Caizi's feet gradually subsided.

    In the evening, the old woman even bought a pair of shoes for the talented man to wear.

    The talented person stayed here for a week, and the talented person asked clearly. The family name is Li, the old man is called Li Baoshun, the guy is called Li Haihong, and the village is called Lijiazhuang.

    The wit was no longer embarrassed to bother the family, so he tried to get off the ground and walk.  Although my feet still hurt a little, I didn't delay walking anymore.

    The gifted man bid farewell to the Li family, and the Li family pointed out: first go to the town and take a car, then change to a train in a larger city, you can go to Beijing, and then transfer back to Shenyang.

    Before getting on the bus, the old man took out 50 yuan to pay the gifted man as travel expenses.  The talented man said he didn't want anything, but Li Baoshun got angry and forced it to the talented scholar. The gifted scholar looked at Li Baoshun's family in tears and picked up the 50 yuan.

    The talented man felt that the 50 yuan was heavy and heavy.

    The car started, and the talented man shouted: "Uncle Li, thank you! Thank you so much!" After finishing speaking, the talented scholar felt that this sentence was like a mouthful of blood drained from his mind, and the grievance in his heart flowed out with the blood.  He felt as if he had really gotten rid of bad luck, and he felt that his heart was spacious.

    These few words have exhausted all his mental energy. At this time, he doesn't know whether it is grievance or gratitude, or relief from bad luck

    The wit couldn't bear it anymore, tears dripped down his cheeks again.

    At Beijing Railway Station, the wit did not dare to stay longer.  Just walking around the train station, I bought a train ticket back to Shenyang.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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