"Come with me, I'll give you some rice and meat. Take it back and eat it."
The old woman clutched the old ginger head, shook her head desperately, pointed her right hand at me, screamed, and signed randomly.
This old woman is mute!
Lao Jiangtou has been in Daba Mountain for decades and is quite familiar with the farmers and fellow villagers in this area, but he does not understand Mrs. Lin's sign language.
There was poor communication, and Mrs. Lin was so anxious that she knelt down and kowtowed to me in front of everyone.
This time, I supported her and said softly: "Sister-in-law Lin, do you have anything to do with me?"
Mrs. Lin nodded vigorously, turned around and dragged the backpack to her, and hurriedly took it out with her hands, which were dark and covered with calluses.
A half-grown chicken, five eggs, six freshly picked eggplants, two cucumbers, a neatly piled handful of leeks, about half a pound of local wild mushrooms, and more than five pounds of olives. Read the book
The remaining small cans contain watercress, dried radish and chili sauce.
Seeing these things, Fu Hao Pan and Qi Yan couldn't help but be stunned. Even Tu Laoliang put down the perpetual calendar and looked at Sister Lin curiously.
At this moment, Mrs. Lin thought of something again and took out a plastic bag from her trouser bag.
In that plastic bag, there was a pile of scattered money. There were only dimes and yuan notes, but not a ten-yuan note.
All the things were placed in front of me. Mrs. Lin looked at me eagerly, shouting in a panic, gesticulating with her hands, and tears in her eyes.
Qi Yanfu, Pan Tu and Laoliang both know formal sign language and professional sign language, but they can't understand Mrs. Lin's gestures.
I don’t understand either!
Seeing that I didn't respond, Mrs. Lin was so anxious that she screamed even louder, like a cuckoo dripping blood, it was oozing and miserable.
The next second, Mrs. Lin slapped herself in the face and burst into tears.
I raised my hand and grabbed Mrs. Lin's hand and said softly: "Someone in your family is sick. You want me to save you. Don't you?"
Sister-in-law Lin was shaken and nodded desperately.
Hearing this, Mr. Gou and the others pricked up their ears.
"How do you know I can save people?"
Immediately, Mrs. Lin started making gestures.
Afraid that I wouldn't understand, Mrs. Lin rushed under the tree, picked up a handful of mud, ran back and gestured on the pot at the door, then made a gesture of spooning water, then kept wiping her hands, and gave me a thumbs up, full of expectations. staring at me.
At this moment, everyone suddenly realized.
Yesterday, I rescued a migrant worker brother who was poisoned by boiling soil and water. At that time, Mrs. Lin witnessed it with her own eyes from a distance.
After I left yesterday, Mrs. Lin inquired about me from Dr. Guo and came to see me today.
I pursed my lips and nodded, saying in sign language: "Your daughter was also infected with corpse poison?"
Mrs. Lin shook her head vigorously and nodded, her hands flailing and she picked up stones and scribbled wildly on the ground.
From time to time, Mrs. Lin pointed at the group of thugs around her, her eyes were bleeding, and she looked like she was crazy.
"They forced you to open the coffin?"
"Is it because you moved the coffin that you got sick?"
"No one gives you medical treatment?"
Every time I asked a question, Mrs. Lin's tears kept flowing and her whole body twitched.
After I asked, Mrs. Lin suddenly made a move that shocked everyone's jaws.
In front of everyone, Mrs. Lin stuffed the mud into her mouth and chewed it.
Soaring!
Old Jiangtou took a breath of air and shouted in horror: "Zhushasha!"
"It's a ghost!"
Screaming miserably, Lao Jiangtou retreated quickly, turned around in fear and retreated: "The sword holder, run away, her daughter can't be saved."
The sound of jingling bells is endless.
Several old Fangzhou people in the dining group were so frightened that they ran away like crazy from the back door, calling me to run away.
"Zhushasha!"
"Zhushasha!"
The thugs also showed extreme fear and flew back one after another.
"drive!"
"Walk!"
"Let's go!"
At this moment, even Gou Faqiang was so frightened that he backed up and got into the car. He didn't care about his follower Ma Zai and ran as fast as he could.
A scene of dozens of people running together appeared, and the third generation of Mei also panicked and ran away.
"Zhusha?"
I muttered these three words and frowned.
Zhu is a local dialect of Bashu, which means eating or stuffing!
"A few days?"
"Have you been eating all this time?"
Mrs. Lin nodded vigorously and looked directly at me with her dark eyes. There are worries, longings, endless pains, and overwhelming resentment towards Mr. Gou and his gang.
Afraid that if I refused, Mrs. Lin would kneel down to me again.
Pan, a good woman, hurriedly hugged Mrs. Lin and said, "Sister-in-law Lin, there is no need to kowtow. My comrades will definitely save your daughter. For sure."
However, Sister-in-law Lin didn't believe that women were good at it, so she tried her best to break free and kneel down to me.
I stopped her immediately.
Sister-in-law Lin grabbed my arm with both hands, her body was trembling and she was crying out.
I nodded lightly and shouted loudly: "Help!"
The word "save" was heard in response, and Mrs. Lin froze on the spot.
In an instant, Mrs. Lin’s eyes lit up and her whole body was swaying!
Suddenly, Mrs. Lin took out a banana leaf from the bottom of the basket, bit it open with her teeth, and came over holding the banana leaf in her black hands.
Inside the banana leaf is a piece of bacon as big as a mobile phone.
"Ah ah ah, eat, eat..."
I don't know how long the bacon had been stored. It was completely black and had a strange smell.
Mei Sandai looked quite disgusting, but I took this small piece of bacon without hesitation, stuffed it into my mouth and took a bite. Then, I gave Mrs. Lin a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"
In an instant, Mrs. Lin's tears burst out again. She handed me the plastic bag containing the money, her wrinkled and dark face filled with the most sincere gratitude.
"No. Keep your chicken for yourself."
"Hospital fee..."
I grabbed a handful of olives and put them in my bag: "That's enough."
Then he pointed to his chest: "If I eat your flesh, I promise to cure your daughter."
Sister-in-law Lin suddenly stood there, tears streaming down her face.
Others were even dumbfounded.
After saying that, I smiled and took Mrs. Lin’s hand and asked her to lead the way.
Suddenly, a loud roar sounded.
