Lao Yangpi has been herding cattle and sheep on the grassland all year round.
He has often encountered ferocious beasts such as wolves and lynx attacking from behind the horse.
He knows how to deal with it.
He is worried that he will not find a chance to deal with it, but this guy comes to the door himself.
After making a whistle, the old army horse carried him and Ding Si Tian, at the moment when the giant centipede pounced on the horse's buttocks, she leaned forward suddenly, put her front legs on the ground, and kicked hard with her two hind legs towards the centipede that pounced from behind the horse.
The force of this kick was no less than a thousand.
Jin, kicked the black centipede until it flipped several times in the air, landed far away on the ground and rolled around.
The centipede suffered a big loss and did not dare to make any more mistakes.
It slipped into the depths of the long grass and escaped far away.
When I saw Lao Sheeppi's unexpected victory, I cheered and climbed down from the branch, and threw the tree together with Ding Sitian.
The fat man, who was full of food and clothing, also pulled him up and knocked off the bark and weeds on his body.
Only then did he remember that there was something wrong with him.
Two horses ran into the depths of the forest, and the cattle were not recovered.
In addition, a maroon horse had just been poisoned by a centipede.
Now there is only one old army horse left among the four horses.
The losses are getting bigger and bigger.
I blew a few whistles to greet the horses, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
I don't know where the two horses went.
Lao Yangpi was afraid of this area called "Hundred Eyes Cave" from the bottom of his heart, but sometimes people have no choice.
The responsibility for the loss of cattle and horses is even greater.
The struggle situation in the past two years has been so tense, and there are so many tops.
Hat, if you put on a few hats, you will die.
After all, Lao Yangpi was getting older.
The fight just now had already made his heart beat faster, and his chest was wheezing like a broken bellows.
In addition, the mental burden was too great, and his eyesight turned black.
Seeing that Lao Yangpi was weak and about to faint, Ding Sitian hurriedly helped him sit under the tree and rubbed his heart to help him breathe, but Lao Yangpi was still coughing and wheezing.
After he was out of breath, we quickly started rescuing him, pressing his chest and beating his back, until he choked out a mouthful of phlegm.
He was finally breathing, but he was still groggy and couldn't wake up no matter how we called him.
Ding Sitian cut in line on the grassland and was always taken care of by Lao Yangpi's family.
She almost regarded Lao Yangpi as her own grandfather.
Seeing him unconscious now, how could she not be anxious and asked me with tears what should I do?
I cut in line.
In that village, there was a barefoot doctor nicknamed "Mixianzi".
Sometimes I would assist him in treating Among the three of us, Fatty, Ding Sitian, and I, I was the only one who had some medical knowledge.
However, I felt at a loss when facing the unconscious Lao Yangpi.
Even if I quickly sent him back to the pastoral area, I would still have to walk a short distance.
It's a day's journey, and the pastoral area is still a day's journey from the hospital.
It will be over by the time we find the eldest lady.
Unexpectedly, it was the fat man who gave me a wake-up call.
The fat man said, "Is this old man hungry?
We have been busy chasing the cattle since we got up in the morning.
Until now, we can see that the sun has already set halfway, and we have barely touched the water or rice."
Ya, not to mention his age, even my physique is a bit unable to withstand it, and I am so hungry that I feel dizzy. " After the fat man mentioned this, Ding Sitian and I also felt very hungry.
We had not eaten for a day.
We were busy looking for cattle during the day.
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No one thought of eating in such a hurry to get angry.
Lao Sheeppi must have been overworked.
Plus I didn't eat anything during the day, so I was so hungry that I passed out.
When we were about to set off, Lao Yangpi was worried that he would not be able to find all the cattle within a day or two, so he brought some dry food and even used a horse to carry a pot for boiling water.
In order to take care of the old army horse, he only brought the Empty pots and some odds and ends were hung on the horses, and the rest of the food and supplies were carried by the other three horses.
Unfortunately, the old horse was the only one left in front of us, and there was nothing edible on it.
The fat man said there was nothing we could do.
Let’s kill the horse for meat, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to get out of the woods.
Ding Sitian quickly stopped him.
Animals on the grassland that have served in the army and have served in the army cannot be slaughtered.
They are all friends of mankind.
They would rather starve to death than eat horse meat.
When Lao Yangpi wakes up, he must know that someone has killed him.
If the horse eats it, you can't risk your life.
It gets dark early in the wild.
After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets.
At this time, the sky starts to get dark.
The night fog in the forest is getting thicker and the light is getting less and less.
It has become almost night.
There are flying overhead from time to time.
The object, whether it was a bird or a bat, made a shrill cry.
The sound made people feel that every hair on the back of the head stood up.
We were all a bit confused.
Fatty and Ding Sitian both looked at me, hoping that I would have an idea about what to do now.
I hesitated for a moment and said to them: "Although I know my disciples, but in this forest The fog is heavy.
If we walk out without thinking, firstly, we will be tired and exhausted, and we have not rested for a day.
If we continue walking, it will be easy to cause trouble.
Secondly, if we encounter centipede poison hidden in the deep grass again, Snakes, or encountering wild beasts such as wolves, lynxes, etc., will definitely not eat our good fruits.
Chairman Mao taught us that we should try to reduce unnecessary and unnecessary sacrifices, so I think what we have to do now is We should light a campfire on the spot, firstly to guard against attacks by insects and beasts, and secondly, to find something to cook and eat so that the people and horses can build up their strength before continuing the operation at dawn tomorrow.”
The fat man said: "This plan is good, but it is not comprehensive.
Look at this forest.
In addition to grass roots and bark, it is just mud.
Let alone food, there is not even clean water.
What should we cook?
But we are really walking without food."
Stop moving, this situation It reminds me of a little poem written by the revolutionary predecessors: The sky is getting dark, the hunger is as loud as a drum, and there is a lot of rice in the bag, and wild vegetables and boiled water were so hard for General Chen Yi's guerrillas, after all, there is still rice in the bag.
A few grains of rice can be cooked and eaten with wild vegetables.”
When the fat man mentioned rice and wild vegetables, my stomach suddenly started to beat: "Fat man, what do you mean, we are in such a difficult situation and you dare to cook wild vegetable porridge?
The more hungry you are, the less likely you are to mention food, otherwise you will feel even hungrier.
I think back when our revolutionary predecessors were without food for three months and still had high morale, why can’t we overcome it?”
At this time, Ding Sitian suddenly pulled my sleeve: "Bayi, listen, is there the sound of running water in the forest?"
I thought to myself, how could there be any river in the forest of this mountain col, and maybe whose hungry intestines were making the sound. , which distracted Ding Sitian, but I calmed down.
As soon as we heard it, there was really the sound of a stream flowing not far away.
Where there was the sound of water, there was living water.
Our throats were unbearably dry.
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And if it was a stream, there might be fish in it.
In addition, we walked along the water, in this mist-filled place.
In the dense forest, it is not easy to get lost.
We didn't waste a moment.
There was a kerosene lamp in the old army horse's satchel.
Before liberation, this lamp was called a foreign oil lamp.
In fact, foreign oil is kerosene.
There is no pine oil in pastoral areas.
People generally use kerosene lamps for lighting at night.
I carried the lamp in front of me.
To find the way, the fat man put the old sheepskin on the horse's back and carried it on his horse.
He supported him beside him, and Ding Sitian held the horse.
The group of people groped towards the place where the sound of running water came from
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