Why is it still dark? Isn’t it just five or six minutes
Qianmai woke up and found that the sky was still dark.
Uh, it's not right. Why is the floor moving? What's the sudden noise
earthquake? No, I slept and felt much better. Like Xu Sanduo, Qianmai thinks it's better to be alive now.
He leaped up with a grunt, then fell back heavily.
"Ah...", damn it, did it hit the iron plate? It hurts.
"Wheat, are you awake?" Who? Who is holding me? Want to eat tofu while it's dark? No way.
"Don't twist, where did you hit? Does it hurt?" Someone reached out and rubbed the back of wheat's sore head. The voice is low, the movements are a bit heavy, and the position is quite accurate, it seems that it is not as painful as before.
The body shook again suddenly. The hands hoop around his chest tightened.
Isn't it an earthquake? That's good, that's good.
Speaking of it, Latent Wheat really doesn't know what will happen during an earthquake. In the geography class of the technical secondary school, the teacher introduced that the Jiangnan area is not in the main seismic zone and generally does not produce earthquakes. It seems that Huayang City and Jintian County have never heard of earthquakes in history. However, since the devastating Wenchuan earthquake last year, Sichuan, Tibet, and Xinjiang have experienced 6 magnitude earthquakes one after another. The news came, and people were panicking. All kinds of gossips on the Internet are flying all over the sky, frogs have taken to the streets, and ancient wells are flooded with water, making people like Qianmai all more sensitive.
Just for a moment, the front became brighter. Is the total solar eclipse finally coming to an end
OMG, what is going on
A tricycle in the form of a tin house, with five or six men and women sitting in it.
The cave, did you just go through the cave? Isn't "Jinsha Tunnel" the only way to return home? Didn't I sleep, why did I run half the distance
No, there are no tin-house-style tricycles these days. The bumps make people vomit.
"It's shaking to death... Huh???" Asphalt road! ! !
"What's the matter, where else did you hit?" A young man was looking at Qian Mai's head, and when he heard a low groan, he raised his arms and legs to examine Qian Mai.
So he didn't see Qianmai's eyes widening, his nose bulging, and his mouth was so open that it could lay an egg.
Calm! Calm! Be calm in case of trouble, try to hide!
"Be patient, and you will be home in a while," the man said to Qian Mai. Hidden Wheat in complete consternation couldn't answer a word.
Take a deep breath! Take a deep breath! Calm! Must be calm!
The Tin House was still moving forward suddenly, and the towering green hills on both sides receded back. In the next journey, Qianmai kept silent, said less, said less mistakes, and said nothing was good. Looking down at my small arms and legs, it seems that it is a fact that I woke up into a shrunken version. Hidden Wheat is also a frequent surfer anyway, and the ability to accept it is okay. There are no wonders in this world, and accidents happen every day, right
So who did you become? You have to look at your face first.
There is it! Latent Wheat's eyes turned around, clutching the iron railing on the innermost side, and poking his head out slightly.
Hey, isn't the dim version of himself in the rearview mirror vaguely. It's better to be yourself, it's better to be yourself.
So, who is this uncle sitting next to him? Strong, thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, faintly a young father.
When the man saw Qianmai carefully and secretly looking at himself from time to time, the line of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.
When the Tin Hut passed by the Nanjiang Township People's Government and stopped in front of the Nanjiang Township Credit Cooperative, Qianmai felt his mind. The young uncle was really his father. Yes, I am going home too.
The courtyard next to the cooperative immediately welcomed two smiling old women, followed by a woman in a bun. One of the old women took Wheat's hand and kept rubbing them: "Wheat is back, come, let grandma take a look." She raised her head quickly and muttered, "My complexion is not good." The woman also leaned in and looked at her forehead. , Touched his cheek.
The father with the luggage next to him replied: "I vomited on the road and slept for a while."
The Qianjia grandma opened a smile again: "Well, wait and get a good rest." She raised her head and introduced to the old woman next to her: "This is my granddaughter. I just came back today. She used to live with her grandparents in Luodian."
After hearing this, Qian Mai's heart was bright. It turns out that today is the day when I returned to Nanjiang at the age of seven.
Entering the house, the woman in the bun brought wheat a glass of water and a few biscuits and came over: "Mai, are you hungry? Mom will give you a bowl of noodles first?"
"I want to sleep." Qianmai blurted out the native dialect of Luodian.
"Well, I'm tired. Then go to bed and wait for lunch. Mom calls you." Qian Liqin agreed, and after living with Yang Yong for a long time, Luodian's dialect can basically be understood.
Yes, Latent Wheat wants to sleep. The day was dramatic and leaping enough, and the small body was tired enough after the bumps of nine bends and eighteen bends, so let's rest first. Let's talk about everything when we wake up.