Xinxin got the order and ran towards home one step at a time.
Zhang Xueqing didn't care about the other side, raised her steps and walked towards the children on the ice.
She walked carefully and lightly, "Don't be afraid, that child in the water, don't move. Be good and hold on. It will be fine in a while."
Zhang Xueqing comforted several children while walking. Fortunately, the children were about the same age as Xinxin and could understand her.
Everyone looked at Zhang Xueqing's movements, both on the ice and in the water, and they all maintained the same movements as when Zhang Xueqing made a sound to stop her.
But the child in the water was a little scared, with tears all over his face, and he stammered, "Auntie, please help me, I don't want to drown, wuwuwu..."
"It's okay, what's your name?" On one side, she comforted the child in the water, and on the other side she told several other people, "Move gently, go one by one, and go back to the shore."
As she got closer, she could clearly see that there were ice floes behind the child in the water, and there were cracks on the ice facing her, making it feel like it would break at the touch of a touch.
"My name is Chen Bowen. I am 11 years old this year. I am in the fifth grade. Auntie, I'm so scared."
Chen Bowen clung to the ice in front of him with both hands. His tears and nose could not stop flowing, and he did not dare to reach out to wipe them.
"It's okay, just don't move. Just don't move, and nothing will happen."
When Zhang Xueqing saw that the other children were on the shore, she quickly untied her scarf, grabbed one end, measured the distance with her eyes, and cautiously moved forward a few steps.
The knitted scarf was almost two meters long. Looking at the same distance, Zhang Xueqing threw the scarf in the direction of the boy.
The wind on the river bed was very strong, and the scarf was too light. After throwing it several times, it changed direction with the wind.
Seeing this, Zhang Xueqing took off the hat again, tied the thrown end to the hat, pulled hard to make sure it would not fall apart, and threw it out again.
After throwing it a few more times, it finally landed in front of Chen Bowen. He quickly grabbed it with his hand and instinctively pulled hard.
Zhang Xueqing was not mentally prepared for this pull, and staggered forward two more steps. The steps were too heavy, and the cracked ice instantly made a clicking sound.
"Don't use force, don't use force, just hold on, don't pull hard." Zhang Xueqing shouted hurriedly.
Slowing down his steps, he moved his position little by little, a little further away from the cracked ice.
Chen Bowen also realized that his recklessness almost caused more serious consequences, and he apologized to Zhang Xueqing.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to climb up along the rope, wuwuwu, auntie, don't leave me."
Zhang Xueqing, who stood firm, took a deep breath. That moment made her break into a cold sweat.
"It's okay. Don't be nervous. Just relax. Someone will be here in a while. Just hold on. Don't move or use force."
At that moment, all the ice in front of Chen Bowen broke away from the ice layer and floated empty on the water. If he struggled again, the ice would definitely sink. Without anything to support him, he would be in danger.
Zhang Xueqing stood in the cold wind, her hands and ears were red from the cold. She did not dare to move easily, and she maintained a posture waiting for rescue.
Maybe it was because of the scarf that Chen Bowen's mood stabilized little by little. He was no longer nervous as before. After he relaxed, he didn't feel so scared anymore.
"Auntie, why is this water so hot?" Chen Bowen was no longer afraid. He felt the warmth of his legs soaked in the water, which was more comfortable than his hands exposed on the ice.
Zhang Xueqing kept tensing herself up nervously. When she heard this, she rolled her eyes at him angrily, "Did you pee in the river to feel that the water is hot?"
Chen Bowen's face turned red, but he couldn't tell whether he was cold or ashamed. Thinking that he was a little scared just now, he also forgot whether he peed his pants.
With the joke just now, the nerves of both of them were relaxed. Even though it was very cold, they could grit their teeth and continue to persevere, and the tension and uneasiness in their hearts gradually faded away.
Suddenly, Zhang Xueqing's knees felt a sharp pain, followed by a gasp, and she knelt on the ground with one knee as the center, and the surrounding ice cracked layer by layer.
"Auntie!" Chen Bowen exclaimed. He clearly saw a deep crack in the broken ice in front of him.
Zhang Xueqing had no time to answer her. The pain gradually spread from her knees to her whole body. She gritted her teeth and held on without making a sound.
The river water had seeped up bit by bit through the gaps, soaked her pants, and continued to attack her knees.
She wanted to stand, but Zhang Xueqing couldn't stand up without any support. She didn't dare to pull the scarf in her hand, so she could only keep her posture there, kneeling on the ice like a sculpture.
The ice was still cracking, and more and more water was accumulating on the ice. Zhang Xueqing could feel that the water had soaked her thick cotton pants and dug into her knees.
The biting cold feeling, like a needle pricking her, made Zhang Xueqing tremble. Just when she thought her leg was here for the day, there was finally movement on the shore.
She didn't dare to look back, so she could only listen to the sound and imagine that it was getting closer and closer. It should be almost soon.
Suddenly, Zhang Xueqing's arm was clamped with a strong force. Before Zhang Xueqing could react, she was already held in a familiar embrace.
Meng Fansen hugged the person with one hand and moved to a safe place. Zhang Xueqing thought he was leaving, so she quickly handed over the scarf in her hand, "That child."
Meng Fansen took a quick look, and without wasting a moment, he took the scarf from Zhang Xueqing's hand and shouted to the child, "Hold on, don't let go."
In the flash of lightning, Meng Fansen hugged and pulled someone and quickly left the dangerous area.
The villagers who arrived later hurriedly rushed to the child lying on the ice. Zhang Xueqing looked back and saw that the child was already safe, surrounded by a group of people, and ran home.
Meng Fansen didn't stop. When he saw that the child was safe, he threw away his scarf and quickly ran towards his home with Zhang Xueqing in his arms.
He could feel that the person in his arms had no heat at all, and the soaked pants on his knees had frozen together in the cold wind, with a layer of frost on the surface.
"Zhang Xueqing, Zhang Xueqing, how are you? Just talk."
At this time, Zhang Xueqing had relaxed completely after the thrilling experience just now, and she completely lost her energy. She couldn't raise her eyelids. She was completely weak and just wanted to sleep.
Hearing Meng Fansen's cry, she wanted to answer, but she couldn't open her mouth, so she had no choice but to give up.
Thinking back to why my knee suddenly hurt just now, I couldn't stand still. As I thought about it, I completely lost consciousness.
