Cheng Wanwan was dizzy.
When it finally stopped, she couldn't even hear anyone's voice, and she didn't know where it had fallen.
She quickly checked the injuries on her body. Fortunately, they were all scratches. Apart from her head being a little dizzy, there was nothing serious.
She stood up holding on to the tree trunk and glanced up. This was a very steep hillside. She rolled down directly and was blocked by the big tree. Otherwise, she would have continued to roll down the hillside without turning her head. Know what it is.
Cheng Wanwan took out a flashlight and looked down. She could barely see clearly that it was a pool of water. If she really fell in, she would definitely be thrown to death.
Now that she was on her own, this was the perfect opportunity to "find food."
Ignoring the pain in her body, she quickly observed the surrounding terrain. There were lush vegetation everywhere. It seemed reasonable to bury some cassava or something on the ground, but it would require digging a hole, which was too difficult for her.
She took a few steps deeper into the jungle and suddenly discovered a small cave.
A smile suddenly appeared on her lips. With the cave, many difficult problems were easily solved.
At this moment, everyone on the mountain was going crazy, especially Mrs. Huang. She blamed herself and wanted to be killed. Why was she walking so carelessly? How could Suigong people save her? If Suigong people Something happened, how should she survive...
Cheng A and Cheng Yi ran down the mountain along the overwhelmed bushes.
I ran all the way down the mountain and arrived at a short cliff. Under the cliff was a pool of water...
Everyone's expressions became serious. If Sui Gongren fell, then...
"You came just in time!"
A clear voice came from the side.
Everyone turned around and saw Cheng Wanwan covered in injuries, but looking at them with a smile on his face.
Madam Huang's legs went weak: "Sui Gongren, it's great that you're okay. I will carry you up the mountain on my back..."
Cheng Wanwan waved her hand: "Don't go up the mountain yet, come here and have a look."
She turned around and walked deeper into the jungle.
Everyone followed him suspiciously.
After pushing aside the wildly growing vines and walking a few steps away, he saw a small cave. The entrance was only half a person's height. Cheng Wanwan went straight in.
After entering, it was slightly larger, but the light in the cave was very dark, so I couldn't see clearly what was inside.
Cheng Wanwan took out a fire stick from his sleeve and blew it. The fire lit up. Everyone looked at what was in front of them with disbelief on their faces.
In the middle of the cave, there is a small stone table. On the table are pots and pans covered with spider webs. There are several sacks of things piled beside the table.
Cheng Jia walked over and opened a small opening in the sack with the sword on his waist. Some slightly yellowed rice popped out of the sack.
"Oh my god, it's rice!"
"Why is there so much food here!"
"There are pots and pans, as well as food. Who hid it here?"
The villagers were almost crazy with excitement.
Cheng Wanwan said: "This grain is yellow and black. It has been there for some years. People from Huaihua Village should have hidden it here. Unexpectedly, many years later, it became life-saving grain."
At such a juncture, even black and yellow grain was extremely valuable, and those present did not despise it at all.
I don’t know who took the lead, but more than a dozen people from Huaihua Village suddenly knelt down.
"Sui Gongren is really a goddess descended to earth, and our Sophora Flower Village has been saved!"
"If it weren't for the Suigong people, we people would definitely starve to death on the mountain top. Everyone in Huaihua Village will remember the kindness of the Suigong people!"
"After the flood, the village will definitely build a golden body for the Suigong people..."
Cheng Wanwan hurriedly helped the person up: "This is your own food in Huaihua Village. It has nothing to do with me. Stop kowtowing..."
But the people in Huaihua Village insisted on kowtowing three times.
If the Suigong people hadn't saved Huang Niangzi, if the Suigong people hadn't rolled down the mountain, if the Suigong people hadn't brought their own luck, the food here would never have seen the light of day.
There are seven or eight sacks of grain, a total of seven or eight hundred kilograms, enough to feed more than a hundred people for many days.
The villagers carried sacks, pots and pans, and walked towards the cave entrance on the mountain with excitement.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the cave, Li Zheng from Huaihua Village took the lead and knelt down, followed by everyone else, and started kowtowing.
Cheng Wanwan pursed her lips.
In fact, she didn't do anything, but in the hearts of these villagers, her image seemed to be suddenly raised to the level of a goddess...
Her unintentional move has won so many hearts and minds, which is her blessing.
Perhaps she could do more for these villagers.
She bent down and helped Li Zheng, who was at the front, up: "Everyone is hungry. Let's light a fire and cook porridge."
Li Zheng nodded hurriedly, gathering people to find firewood, build a simple stove, set up a pot to boil water, and make simple chopsticks and bamboo bowls...
The villagers were very busy. Soon, the porridge at the entrance of the cave began to bubble. The smell of rice spread in all directions, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva...
The first bowl of porridge was delivered to Cheng Wanwan.
Cheng Wanwan did not refuse and took it. This was the old rice she bought from the mall that was about to expire. The appearance was a bit poor, but it had not spoiled and was edible.
After she took the first sip, the people in Huaihua Village dared to start eating.
Suddenly, the cave was filled with the sound of gurgling and drinking porridge.
After eating and drinking, Cheng Wanwan began to feed Zhao Dashan rice soup, but he was still fainting, so it was very difficult to feed him only half of the rice soup.
She continued to feed him very patiently, and then changed the dressings. After completing the process, she broke out in a sweat.
At night, Zhao Dashan finally woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Wanwan sitting next to him, holding his chin in his hand and closing his eyes. The firelight shone on his face, very softly.
"mother……"
As soon as he spoke, Cheng Wanwan opened her eyes, her face full of joy: "Dashan, you are finally awake. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell mother quickly..."
"I'm fine..." Zhao Dashan's face was full of guilt and self-blame, "It was my first time to go away, and I made my mother worried. I'm not worthy of being a son, I'm sorry..."
"Okay, okay, don't say these words. Now that you're awake, let's drink porridge quickly." Cheng Wanwan asked someone to bring a bowl of steaming porridge over and fed him to drink it with her own hands. "Fortunately, you are here this time." Huaihua Village, fortunately you decided to take the villagers up the mountain, otherwise the entire Huaihua Village might have been doomed this time... Dashan, you are worthy of the official position of Seventh Grade Palm Cotton Commander."
Zhao Dashan did not feel happy, but looked sad: "The entire cotton in Qing'an County is gone..."
When he said this, the surrounding villagers also began to grieve.
Not only is the cotton gone, the rice fields are gone, the house is gone, the family is gone, everything is gone...
They survived by luck, but they had to face greater misfortunes.
"Nothing is lost until a person dies. As long as he is alive, there is hope." Cheng Wanwan looked at the crowd and said, "The land under your feet is still here and will never disappear. When the flood recedes, the court will definitely We will help you rebuild your homes."
Her words gave people an inexplicable power. The people in Huaihua Village immediately pulled out of their depression, tried their best to find something to do for themselves, and tried to forget these misfortunes...
