Wang Ke dived down this time, and in addition to picking up a few small bags, he also picked up a small iron box.
"Uncle Dong, I guess this is quite important. I brought it to you too." Wang Ke climbed up to the roof and handed the iron box to Dong Pianfang.
Dong Pianfang was shocked. These were the three ancestral bezoars he kept in the drawer. They were more expensive than gold. All his belongings were not as valuable as these three bezoars. When the flood came, the whole family ran for their lives, but they had forgotten all about the iron box.
When he thought of this, Dong Pianfang suddenly remembered something again, and sweat broke out immediately. If it hadn't been for midnight, his face would have turned red with irritation. "Brother, can you go down there again?" He changed "boy" to "brother", which shocked Wang Ke.
"Uncle Dong, are there any precious things that you haven't brought with you?"
"Yes, yes, and your wordless holy book! I put it on the bedside table in my sleeping room..."
"Ah!" Wang Ke was shocked. Before he could finish speaking, he dived in.
Following the main room, he dived into the bedroom inside. Based on his feeling, he touched the bedside table and opened the drawer, but there was nothing inside. Then I turned to the drawer on the other side and finally opened it. There was still nothing there, but I took out a watch. He quickly came out and swam toward the outhouse. I just swam to the door of the house. The moment I opened my eyes, I vaguely saw something flashing under the water. I went up and touched it with my hand. It seemed to be a dry tobacco bag. It must have been washed down by the water, because there was no one in Uncle Dong Pianfang's house. smokes.
Wang Ke held his watch in one hand and his tobacco bag in the other. Jump up and emerge from the water. He took a deep breath, then propped himself up on his elbows and climbed up to the roof.
"Have you found it?" Uncle Dong Pianfang asked eagerly.
Wang Ke couldn't bear the sadness of Uncle Dong Pianfang, so he said: "Uncle Dong, it's useless to fish it out. Once the word is soaked in water, it will definitely be gone. I didn't go looking for it. I brought your watch here. It belongs to auntie."
Uncle Dong Pianfang took the watch and felt sad. "Boy, uncle, I'm sorry for you. In this iron box, there are three bezoars passed down from my ancestors. You helped me catch them. If you accept them, uncle will compensate you."
"Uncle Dong, what you said is wrong. No one can understand that book anyway. If it's gone, it's gone. How can you just give away your ancestral things to others? Even if you kill me, you can't take it."
Wang Ke wanted to say something else, but suddenly a light flashed before his eyes. It was a terrible scene. The water splashed into a large whirlpool, and the raft was immediately overturned. So he hurriedly said: "Uncle Dong, you can't stay here for a long time. Quick, quick, quick, let's leave quickly, this house is about to collapse."
"How do you know?" Dong Pianfang was still dilly-dallying, and Wang Ke had no time to explain, because countless perceptions made him understand that danger was right in front of him.
He pushed Uncle Dong against the medicine bag and basket on the raft, inserted the dry tobacco bag into the waistband of his trousers, shouted "Liang Xiaolong, push it quickly!", said, ran a few steps, and The raft pushed to one side.
Soon enough, the raft did not go six or seven meters away. There was a bang behind them, and the raft tilted, almost overturning. Behind him, the pear tree was caught in whirlpools, and then several houses collapsed around it. They are trapped in a very dangerous zone.
"Squad leader, where are we going?" Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong shouted.
"Follow the water, hurry, paddle faster!"
At this time, Uncle Dong Pianfang also came to his senses, Wang Ke was really amazing. He put the iron box into the medicine bag and came down to help push the raft. The flashlight had already been lost somewhere.
"Monitor, I can't see the road."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Wang Ke turned the raft in a circle and shouted in the water: "You two don't grab the raft from both sides, just be careful to prevent things behind you from hitting it!"
The most dangerous part of the raft at this time is the two sides, and you don't know what you will hit at the corner. And in the back, apart from protecting against small items behind you, it is the safest place.
At the front, in addition to recognizing the road, you will also control the direction of the raft.
Uncle Dong Pianfang and Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong behind them had no time to think about how Wang Ke could see the road. Anyway, following the current, the two of them kicked their feet together from behind, and the raft was like an arrow leaving the string, going very fast. They quickly got rid of the collision of debris behind them and reached an open area. Wang Ke and his team pulled the raft into a bay. But looking back at this moment, the flood was surging, and white waves were rushing to one side with crashing sounds.
I don’t even know where this place is anymore.
Pushing forward for more than ten meters, the water gradually slowed down. "Where is this?" Uncle Dong Pianfang asked. In his impression, there seemed to be no such terrain in the village.
"Let me take a look, I don't know either." Wang Ke was also dumbfounded. What kind of place is this? It's not like a village. Moreover, the water here is not deep. If you put your feet down, you can step on the bottom.
After looking at it for a while, he suddenly realized that wasn't this the place where Gu Maolin went into the water? Although his eyes could not see further, the topographic map in his mind still frightened him. If he continued to swim down the river, he would be washed into the Juma River.
"Uncle Dong, I think we turned a corner and went from the village to the south of the primary school. Then we were rushed to the back of the hillside. Going up from here is the back entrance of the primary school."
"Ah, why did we come around in such a big circle!"
"Yeah, let's go, let's go up the mountain on the right hand side." Wang Ke directed the two of them.
Liang Xiaolong, the sweet potato, is short and still holding on to the back, pushing and swimming. Wang Ke put the rope on himself and pulled in front, while Uncle Dong Pianfang pushed on one side. Soon we came to the shallow water.
"Xiaolong, go call a few people."
"Yes, monitor."
Go out the front door and come back through the back door. This circle is really dangerous. If they hadn't reacted quickly and fled along the current, it's hard to say whether the three of them would have come back.
As soon as Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong left, Uncle Dong Pianfang said: "Boy, you are weird tonight!"
"Uncle Dong, no."
Dong Pianfang thought to himself: Could it really be that bowl of black donkey blood? It not only cured his hidden illness, but also opened his eyes to help him recognize the way in the water, which is more effective than a flashlight! And his reaction was astonishing. Did he really know that the house was going to collapse? !
After a while, Niu Suozhu and others arrived with five or six young adults. Everyone was busy lifting the door plank and helping Uncle Dong prepare the medicinal soup.
Back in the room, he asked Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong to quickly send Uncle Dong Pianfang's clothes over. He took off his wet pants, and the tobacco pipe rod fell out from behind his buttocks.
The stem of this tobacco pouch is not long, less than two sticks long. It has a green emerald cigarette holder, a brass smoking pot, and a cloth bag for cigarette powder hanging underneath. Two vivid ruby beads the size of pigeon eggs are strung on the string of the pocket. Just now under the water, it may be the reflection of the light from Uncle Dong Pianfang's flashlight. Is it the light refraction of the copper cigarette pot, the cigarette holder, or the two bright red beads. It is the cigarette holder and these two red beads that make this cigarette bag unique.
This kind of old tobacco pipe pole is rarely seen in cities now. The Yishui River is also a tobacco-producing area, and the tobacco leaves grow somewhat like lettuce. When mature, the leaves are removed and dried in the sun or oven, and then taken to the cigarette factory to be cut into shredded tobacco, which is the raw material for making cigarettes. But the older generation in rural areas mash or roll the tobacco leaves into powder, put them in a pot and light them, which is very powerful.
Wang Ke didn't have time to think about it, but he was sure it belonged to an old man, and most likely this old man was from the western mountainous area, because Uncle Dong's house was already very far to the west. There are not many old people up there.
Wang Ke thought for a moment and put the cigarette pouch into his empty shell box. He believed that this old cigarette pouch was not simple and might be a treasure. There are currently only the volcanic stone and the copper bowl given by the old beggar. The wordless heavenly book was lost by Uncle Dong Pianfang, which is really a pity.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and Wang Ke walked out casually. Although the rain stopped, the sky was still gloomy.
Wang Ke walked to the gate of the primary school and saw that the flood seemed to have receded a little, but it was still a vast expanse of water.
Wang Ke turned back and came to the temporary tent. Uncle Dong Pianfang took a look and immediately called Wang Ke: "Come here, kid, drink this bowl of ginger soup."
Wang Ke took the bowl, took a sip, and immediately said: "Uncle Dong, where did you get the brown sugar? Keep this for the mothers and pregnant women?"
Dong Pianfang's face tightened, "You comrades from the People's Liberation Army and Section Chief Chang each have a bowl. You are more important than mothers and pregnant women. You kid must drink it. I still have some left!"
"Uncle, I really can't drink this. Brown sugar is too expensive."
"No matter how expensive you are, you are not as expensive as you. If you don't drink, I bet that not a single pregnant woman in this village will drink. You soaked in the water for half the night last night. Drink some now. Old and young men in our village Just feel at ease."
Wang Ke's hands were shaking a little. He remembered the way Uncle Dong Pianfang and the village chief looked at him when he woke up from vomiting blood last night. Unlike relatives, they are more important than relatives. Like the folks in Dawangzhuang, they always leave the best to the People's Liberation Army.
"Okay, Uncle Dong, I'll drink it, then you have to drink it too!"
"Good boy, it's rare that you have such a heart. Last time, my wife adopted two goddaughters. Can I adopt you as a godson?"
Several villagers nearby, including the sisters-in-law and aunts who helped light the fire, immediately clapped when they heard this. Wang Ke's eyes were moist. Professor Wen had this look last time. Wang Ke later returned to the army and asked Instructor Ding. Instructor Ding told him that as long as it is beneficial to military-civilian relations, you can safely agree.
"Okay, Uncle Dong, you will be my godfather from now on!" Wang Ke shouted loudly and saluted Uncle Dong Pianfang. On the front line of fighting against floods, we survived life and death. Uncle Dong Pianfang saved Wang Ke with donkey blood. Wang Ke saved Uncle Dong Pianfang before the house collapsed, and Cuilan who was also rescued before.
Everyone around cheered.
"Hey!" Uncle Dong Pianfang agreed with tears in his eyes. He turned around and walked into the house and took out the small iron box again. "Boy, you are my godson now. I will give you this family heirloom. No Is there a reason for rejection?"
Wang Ke was speechless for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "Godfather, okay, I'll take it, and I'll ask my godmother to keep it for me." Wang Ke took the iron box and strode into the house.
"No, godmother, I'm here!" Uncle Dong Pianfang's wife heard the sound and walked out. She already knew that Dong Pianfang recognized Wang Ke as his godson, and walked out happily.
"Godmother!" Wang Ke also saluted her, and then handed the box over, "Godmother, please keep it for me!"
"Okay, I will leave it to my goddaughter in the future." Others couldn't understand, but Wang Ke understood and his face turned red.
"Come, son, let your godfather take your pulse again." Uncle Dong Fangfang is still a little worried. He vomited blood twice last night and struggled to get medicine from the flood in the middle of the night. I don't know what to do now? If not, this bezoar must be eaten.
But when this hand came up, Dong Pianfang was stunned.
