Fu Bao looked at him and said, "They all eat your bark. Aren't you angry?"
The big banyan tree shook its head and said:
"How could I be angry with them? They were like my children, and besides they were just chewing the bark of my tree.
They apologize every time, and I just hate that I don’t have the ability to protect them anymore. "
This big banyan tree has been in Caojia Village for hundreds of years. There are tree gods living in the trees, and this tree is no exception.
The tree god and the tree will become one over time. Generally, a large banyan tree can live for thousands of years, but because the villagers peeled off the bark, this tree will not live long.
Fu Bao looked at the tree. White sap was flowing out of the tree. In fact, the tree was bleeding.
Fu Bao said softly: "Is there any way I can help you?"
The big banyan tree shook his head and said, "I can't help, I'm just a little friend. I grew up watching this Cao villager. To be honest, they are quite nice people."
Fu Bao sighed and said: "Okay! Help..."
What if I don’t help? These people are all covered in black energy, and the whole village is surrounded by black energy. This black energy is the energy of death.
Huang Wulang had a headache, and his young ancestor was about to start distributing wealth again.
As soon as Fu Bao finished speaking, he saw a group of people in ragged clothes walking back from the mountains, with two people being carried on a stretcher.
There were about 60 people in this group, and there were faint cries in the crowd: "God, you are trying to kill our Caojia Village!"
"What can we do? I'm afraid our Caojia Village won't be able to survive this time."
"Take out all the food and water at home! Give all the food and water to the children, and give priority to keeping the children." Standing at the front should be the head of Cao Village.
The old people also walked out of the house. They did not flinch. They looked at the children at home and said: "We will not eat tonight. If our meat..."
The village chief raised his head to the sky, and tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes: "Our village will not eat human flesh, not even after death. The worst case... the worst case is that everyone will die. Death is not terrible, but living is more terrible."
Fu Bao's nose was sore, and people in the village kept coming out, all of them skinny and skinny, like moving mummies.
Cao Xigua looked at these familiar faces, but in just over 4 years, these people had changed. She looked at her once best sister, crawling on the ground...
The two men on the stretcher were in terrible pain. Fu Bao looked at them and said, "I know medical skills. Let me stop their bleeding first!"
The head of Cao Village looked at Fu Bao and said, "Where are you from? Go back early, kid! It's not safe outside now."
The fact that the village has reached this point without using any crooked ideas shows that the people in Cao Village are really capable.
Fu Bao smiled faintly, walked up to the two injured people and said, "The injuries are quite serious. Is it because you accidentally fell down the mountain?"
The head of Cao Village nodded and said: "Forget it, there is no need to treat it. Even if it is cured, the people in our village will not be able to survive."
Without water and food, it is a dead end.
This Cao Village does not belong to the Fubao Brigade, but is called the Red Star Brigade.
Someone in the village suddenly said: "Why have other villages received subsidies? Only our village has not received subsidies. Are they really not given any food?"
“We say that not a single person in Cao Village died, but it’s not easy for people in our village to survive.
We worked from dawn to dusk in search of food in the mountains. It is true that no one in our village has starved to death, but how many people have died in the mountains..."
Some people in the crowd sobbed softly, especially the old people who were crying!
Now all of them have become a burden to the family. Looking at their grandchildren, they can't bear it on their faces.
Do they want to die? But there is nothing we can do! Even if a few people in the village can survive, it would be good.
An old man said: "How can people over sixty years old follow me into the mountains tomorrow... We can't help the children. The only thing we can do now is not to harm our own children."
As soon as his words came out, other old people cried, and someone said: "Hey! Isn't it just death? Isn't it a matter of time? Tomorrow morning, everyone says hello to the children at home."
There were probably more than 20 60-year-olds. The village chief suddenly said:
"All the juniors in the village kneel down and kowtow. Open your eyes and take a good look.
These are your grandfathers, great-grandfathers, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers. They have come this far because of you.
If you have a chance to survive in the future, you must remember them firmly, live a good life, and fight for them and Caojiacun. "
All the juniors knelt on the ground, and there was a cry in the village.
Cao Village is the most bullied village. It is also because the people in Cao Village are upright and do not know how to calculate, so every time the brigade distributes food and water, they are not given to them.
The head of Cao Village went to the brigade several times to report the situation, but every time he was only ridiculed.
Fu Bao treated the wounds of the people lying on the stretchers. One person's leg was broken and the wounds were somewhat serious.
The femoral shaft of the thigh is fractured, but the symptoms are relatively mild. In fact, this is not a big problem. It only needs to be fixed with a plaster or a wooden board, and it will be fine after a period of time.
Fu Bao first helped him stop the bleeding, then cleaned the wound with water, and then disinfected it with alcohol.
The man screamed in pain, and then the head of Cao Village came to his senses and said: "Little girl, what are you..."
While Fu Bao was treating the wound, he said: "Uncle Wu, ask them to prepare the stove and pot, and get them some rice porridge first, but not too much rice, I'm afraid they will overeat."
Huang Wulang had two bags of grain tied to the back of his car, which meant he could help people considering this situation.
Originally, he thought that he would just help one or two families, but little did he know that his little ancestor directly asked him to cook porridge for the whole village.
Does he cook? Nonsense, he is Fubao's lackey and personal secretary. This position is not easy to sit in!
The head of Cao Village stood there stupidly, thinking that Fu Bao was joking. Who could understand? A three-year-old child said he wanted to cook porridge while being treated.
Huang Wulang frowned and said: "Hey! Wake up, hurry up! Where is the stove, take me there..."
"My family, my family has one, I will take you there." The head of Cao Village hurriedly led the way.
When I walked into the headman's house in Cao Village, I saw that the house was bare-walled. Apart from a stove and a bed made of ulak grass, there was not a single decent piece of furniture in sight.
This is the first time Huang Wulang has seen that the village chief's family is so poor. From this, it can be seen that the chief of Cao Village really does practical things.
Geng Nianyu and Gao Ermao also came to help, but Geng Nianyu searched for a long time and couldn't find any water: "Where is your water?"
There was really not a drop of water in the water tank. The little girl standing by the water tank licked her dry lips and said: "Dad said that the water at home must be given to the villagers first. Brother, I am so thirsty... …”
