On the bank of the stream, there is a large shoal covered with pebbles. A person is lying in it, his face is pale, his eyes are closed, and even his breath is very weak.
The stream water soaked half of his body. Several green-shell crabs crawled around him, and one climbed directly onto him.
For several days, this person failed to wake up, but he did not die either. He kept breathing weakly and just kept lying here.
I don’t know how many days passed, but two figures, an old one and a young one, came slowly from a distance.
The old man looks to be in his sixties, with a dark complexion. He wears a bamboo hat and a raincoat. He carries a fishing rod made of bamboo on his shoulders. He walks a little uncoordinated and seems to be slightly lame in his left leg.
The younger one is a girl less than ten years old, wearing old clothes that have been mended many times, with two bare feet, a rosy face, and two pigtails on her head, kicking her feet from time to time. small stones.
The old man looked at his little girl's innocent and cheerful look, with a peaceful smile on her face.
Suddenly, the little girl ran up to the old man from the front with a look of panic, pulled the old man's clothes and said, "There is a dead person ahead!"
The old man's expression changed, and he quickly squinted his eyes and looked forward, and sure enough he saw a motionless corpse.
The little girl was very frightened, but she still looked around, seemingly with a bit of curiosity.
"Stay here, grandpa will go take a look." The old man said, put the bamboo pole aside, and walked over cautiously.
The girl nodded. Although she was curious about the corpse, it was a dead person after all. She was still very scared and did not dare to follow him.
The old man walked up to the corpse and saw that the corpse was so young. He probably looked less than twenty years old. Although his face was frighteningly white, he looked very good-looking.
The old man looked sad and felt a little regretful. Why did such a young and beautiful young man die here? Could it be that he encountered a natural or man-made disaster
However, the old man didn't think about it carefully. After living for more than half his life, he was not surprised by such people dying in the wilderness.
"Oh, it's so pitiful that you lost your life at such a young age. I'll just bury you and let you rest in peace, lest you be eaten by the wolves and tigers on this mountain." After all, the old man was kind-hearted and decided Digging a hole, burying the young man's body, and erecting an unnamed monument for him would be regarded as a good deed.
"Peace, come here." The old man turned around and greeted his granddaughter.
The little girl named Ping An was a little hesitant, but deep down she still wanted to see what the dead man looked like, so she also walked closer.
"Oh, this man is so good-looking." Ping An said in surprise when he saw the face of the corpse.
The old man smiled bitterly: "Don't look at it, grandpa is going to bury him."
"Oh." Ping An responded, and then helped the old man drag the body to the shore.
The old man found a place and began to dig in the soil with a small hoe in his waist. The little girl felt bored, so she went to the river to touch small fish and shrimps.
After digging for more than half an hour, the old man finally dug out a decent pit. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
However, after all, the old man had done manual labor when he was young and was a hunter who went hunting in the mountains. Even though he is older, his body and bones are still strong.
After wiping his sweat, the old man muttered a few words to the corpse, which was nothing more than saying that you should be buried in peace and be reincarnated as soon as possible.
After finishing chanting, the old man pushed the body directly into the pit, and then covered it with soil, which was so tight. He also deliberately surrounded it with a circle of stones, and finally found a relatively smooth stone slab. Standing in front of this little dirt bag.
After doing this, the old man sat next to the pit to rest, looked up at the sky, and frowned slightly.
"It's going to rain heavily." The old man said to himself. For an old hunter who has lived in the mountains for so many years, he can tell when there will be wind and rain and when there will be strong sun, just by looking at the sky.
In the mountains, rain is not a good thing, especially when there is thunder. It will disturb the wild beasts on the mountain and run around, and if not, they will rush into the homes of hunters.
When the old man was young, wild beasts from the mountains broke into his home several times. His father was beaten to death by a blind wild bear that was frightened by thunder.
This is the fate of an Orion. After hunting for a lifetime, he will most likely die under the claws of those ferocious beasts.
The old man looked at his granddaughter, who was having a great time playing by the river, holding two green shell crabs with both hands and a bright smile on her face.
Seeing his granddaughter having fun, the old man was also happy because no big things could be compared to our granddaughter.
After resting enough, the old man picked up the fishing rod and started fishing by the river. Because of his age, the old man no longer went into the mountains to hunt. Not only was it dangerous, but he was also worried that if he died in the mountains, he would have no father and no mother. What should I do with my little granddaughter
Therefore, the old man often takes his granddaughter down the mountain to fish by the stream. He can catch as much as he can, as long as it is enough to feed the two of them.
"Grandpa, is there a Dragon King in this water?" Ping An asked innocently, squatting next to the old man.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "The water here is too shallow to accommodate the Dragon King."
Ping An pouted: "How big of a river can there be for the Dragon King?"
The old man thought for a while: "It would take about ten rivers of this size to exist."
Hearing this, Ping An's little face was full of surprise: "Is there such a big river?"
The old man smiled and said, "Of course."
"Have you seen grandpa?" Xiaopingan looked at his grandpa in surprise.
The old man looked a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He had never been out of the mountains a few times in his life. The farthest he went was to a town more than a hundred miles away. He had never seen any big rivers.
"Of course Grandpa has seen it." But after all, he was in front of his granddaughter, and the old man still wanted to save face.
Xiaopingan chuckled, then held his chin with his hands, looked at the clear stream in front of him, and murmured softly: "I also want to see such a big river."
Although the old man was old, his ears were very sharp. Hearing his granddaughter's words, he felt full of guilt.
He is just an old hunter who has no future and has never seen much of the world. He has been muddleheaded all his life. But does his little granddaughter have to be like him and live in such poor mountains and rivers all his life
With a sigh, the old man hesitated in his heart. Should he take his granddaughter to see the outside of the mountain
"go home."
"oh."
It was raining heavily at night, and the brand new grave not far from the stream suddenly moved.
ps: The third update is here