"Be careful where you step, this road is not easy to walk on."
Regardless of whether she understands it or not, I still try my best to remind her.
After saying that, I couldn't help but look back at her face.
Can't read more...can't read more...
Sherpas do not intermarry with Tibetans, and I don’t know about the Han people. I was walking in front alone, and I muttered in my heart: "If we take her to the experimental field..."
"No, no, this will definitely not work..."
"But what if I take it back to camp?"
As soon as I thought about it, Xiaoxuan's eyes suddenly appeared in my mind. They were red and red, like wild beasts. I was so scared that I gave up the idea immediately.
"Magazine!"
"Magazine!"
Suddenly, there was a woman's shout.
I looked back.
I saw a Sherpa woman in her thirties running over with a worried look on her face. She was carrying a large bamboo basket behind her. Just looking at her face, she looked a lot like the girl in white.
"Mara!"
Seeing the two hugging each other, I suddenly realized.
It turns out that this is her mother. Her name sounds to me like "Mama Jane", but that's definitely not how she was written.
Her mother also recognized me and bowed to me repeatedly with her flashlight on. I immediately helped her up.
The woman said a few more words of thanks to me (I guess), and then took her daughter to leave.
"Mara! (Mother)"
Calling her Magma is too hard to pronounce, so I'll just call her a little fairy.
The little fairy quickly ran up to me. She took off the bamboo basket on her back, took out a small plastic bag from her arms, filled half of the bag of psoralen and gave it to me as a gift.
She just stretched out her hands with a smile on her face.
I took it and put it in my arms, and she immediately jumped and ran away.
"etc!"
She stopped and turned to look at me.
I rummaged around quickly, sweating on my forehead. I had nothing on me that could be given as a gift. I rummaged through my pockets and found only a shotgun, a knife, two hundred yuan, and half a pack of cigarettes. An aluminum windproof lighter.
Gritting my teeth, I walked over and gave the lighter to her, and said, "Take it, this is my gift to you. When I'm done with my work and I'm free, I'll go to your tribe to play with you."
She put away the lighter and followed the middle-aged woman away, while looking back at me curiously.
Watching her retreating back further and further away, I felt a little empty. It felt like I was watching a cooked duck fly away.
I immediately shook my head and slapped myself in the face, reminding myself that the most important thing was to keep my head still.
Here’s a quick interjection. I see some people say that you can use vinegar to pour open a cement tomb, while others say that you can use fire to boil it. That’s impossible. If you don’t believe me, just try it and you’ll know. Who can use vinegar to boil hundreds of tons of concrete tombs? The cement block dissolved and I immediately transferred him one million. As for burning with fire, it is even less reliable. I estimate that even if we cremate ourselves, we will not be able to burn the cement tomb.
Then, fortunately, there was no danger, and I arrived at the experimental field around two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
I went to the cabin and reached out to knock on the door.
"Uncle Guo! Uncle Guo!"
"Uncle Guo, are you at home? It's me!"
After waiting for a few minutes, the door opened. When he saw it was me, Guo Qingzhong was surprised and said, "It's you, young man. Why are you back again? Aren't you a group of people in the mountains?"
"Uncle Guo, do you have any cold water? Let me drink some water first. I've been running all night."
He pointed to the water tank placed in the corner of the room.
I ran over quickly, scooped up a big ladle of water with a wooden ladle, and drank most of it.
The cool mountain spring water rushed into my throat, and I felt better.
"Uncle Guo, yes...that's it. I heard that you have an impact drill and a small generator here. Let me borrow them."
"Don't worry! We'll definitely give it back to you when we're done using it. If that doesn't work, I can give you some money."
"Borrow a generator and hammer drill?"
"I do, but why did you borrow that thing?"
"I can't explain this at the moment. Anyway, we need it urgently. Can you, Uncle Guo?"
"this....."
He looked a little confused: "Young man, those are not my personal things. They are property belonging to the county government. I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish speaking, I immediately said, "The Taoist priest asked me to borrow it. He needs it urgently!"
"Taoist Priest! Have you met Taoist Priest Ma?!"
I said yes, I saw him, and he asked me to come to you to get something. He also said that as long as I mentioned his name, you would definitely give it to me.
After hearing what I said, Guo Qingzhong gritted his teeth and said, "I know! Come with me!"
He went to the east room and unlocked it. He pointed to the corner and said, "The impact drill and generator are there. I haven't touched them in more than a year. They should still work."
Just waiting for this thing to be rescued, I hurried over to take a look.
The impact drill is just an ordinary impact drill, there's nothing much to say about it, I've used it before. The key is that the generator looks very strange, similar to what Lao Fu described before.
I lifted it up with my hand. It wasn't too heavy, maybe fifty or sixty pounds. If it was too heavy, I couldn't carry it by myself.
Those born in the 00s must have never seen this thing. Those born in the 80s and 90s should still have images of it, commonly known as "movie generators."
Movies used to be shown in the countryside on a projector with a big white screen. I was deeply impressed by this thing. This generator consists of three parts, an independent flat oil drum with a shrinking bracket, the generator body, and a Black leather box distribution box.
"Young man, do you know how to use it? If not, I will demonstrate it again?"
I said yes.
I saw Lao Guo lowering the four folding legs of the fuel tank one by one, standing the fuel tank on the ground, and then connected a leather tube that came with the fuel tank to the oil inlet of the generator and clamped it with an iron clip.
Then he opened the distribution box.
There was a row of buttons in the box, one of which was the largest and rotated. Lao Guo turned left twice and inserted a light bulb with a short plug into the interface of the distribution box.
I asked what happened? The light bulb doesn't light up.
He said don't panic, it hasn't started yet, just watch.
After Lao Guo finished speaking, he came over. He fumbled with the generator runner and pulled out a piece of thread. Then he wound the piece of thread a few times in clockwise order. When he felt it was almost done, he took a sip into his palm. Foaming, he pulled the thread upward fiercely!
Suddenly, click, click, click!
Black smoke began to emit from the generator chimney, and the light bulb plugged into the distribution box also lit up.
"That's it, have you learned it? Just take it and remember to send it back to me when you're done using it."
"I see you haven't brought anything with you. Why don't you use a bamboo frame to carry it?"
I said yes.
He immediately found me a huge bamboo basket for holding herbs, hammer-drilled the generator fuel tank and other things, and threw everything into the bamboo basket.
"Come on, young man, try it. It's not light."
I squatted down and put the bamboo frame rope on my shoulders.
"Hey!"
"Hey! Get up!"
I stood up tremblingly and took two steps forward. I felt an excruciating pain from the rope on my shoulder. It would be okay if I walked a few steps, but if I had to rush over mountains and ridges, I would probably be crushed to death.
I immediately put it down and said, "Uncle Guo, Taoist Master Ma also asked you to give me a ride."
"Ah? Let me carry it?"
I said yes, that's what he said, that you are capable and quick.
"Then I'll quit working in the fields? I earn 40 yuan a day."
I quickly touched my back pocket, took out two hundred yuan and handed it over and said, "Uncle Guo, here are two hundred yuan. I will compensate you for your lost work time."
"Without further ado, let's leave quickly."
