Steaming white rice porridge, pickle dumplings, and big meat buns.
Zhang Feng spent the past two days completely relying on potatoes to satisfy his hunger, wolfing down all the food into his stomach.
"Oh, this kid has suffered a lot." The village chief said with a sigh.
"Uncle, thank you. I wonder how far it takes to get into the city from us?" Zhang Feng asked.
He cannot stay in the village for too long. Half of the seven days have passed. He must rush to the designated place as soon as possible. If he fails to arrive within the time limit, he will be eliminated.
"It takes 20 to 30 miles to walk from the village to the city. Xie's foot injury may not make it possible. Otherwise, there is a phone in the village. You can call someone to pick you up."
Zhang Feng was silent for a while. He really couldn't think of anyone to call and ask someone to pick him up.
"It's okay, uncle. I'd better walk there by myself. The mountain road of more than 20 miles is no problem." Zhang Feng said.
The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Da Wa invited the old blind man over.
It is said that he is an old blind man because one of his eyes was scratched by a blind bear when he was young, but there is no problem with the other eye.
"Old blind man, have you eaten yet? Let's eat some together. How about you help this little kid look at his foot injury?" the village chief asked the old blind man to sit down.
"Come here after dinner, let me take a look at your feet."
As the old blind man spoke, he pushed up Zhang Feng's trouser legs and pressed them gently with his fingers. Zhang Feng grimaced in pain and sucked in air.
"Xie's bones are a little dislocated. It's not a big problem. Just be patient. I'll apply herbal medicine on you after I reset it and rest for five, seven or six days." The old blind man said confidently.
Zhang Feng's head was spinning. The old blind man was really unsure about what he said. Five, seven or six days. Is it five, six, or seven days
"Baby, be patient." As he said that, the old blind man pinched Zhang Feng's ankle with one hand and twisted it violently.
There was a sharp click, and cold sweat broke out on Zhang Feng's forehead in pain.
"Okay, big boy, just break the herbs and apply them on it." The old blind man clapped his hands and then said, "Chief, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."
Zhang Feng moved his ankle and found that although the pain was still severe, he could barely land on the ground.
Have a rest in Liujiacun
In the morning, Zhang Feng felt what simple folk customs are.
The women and children next door came to visit. When they heard that Zhang Feng wanted to go to the city, a fellow villager said: "I am going to the countryside to deliver pigs in the afternoon. I will take you with me then."
Zhang Feng was overjoyed at the news. It was better to take a ride than to walk.
"Uncle, this is my mobile phone number. You keep it. I don't have much money and I can't help you. If one day Da Wa wants to go to the city, why don't you call me and help Da Wa make a living? No problem." Zhang Feng thrust the note into the village chief's hand.
"What are you talking about, kid? We entertain you because you are a pity kid, not because we want you to repay us." The village chief said angrily.
"Hey, uncle, I was wrong. I was such a talker. You must keep this phone number." After Zhang Feng said that, he got into the tractor building.
Bang bang bang bang pit.
The tractor started, pulling a cart of fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered.
The entire tractor had the stench of old pig manure, but Zhang Feng didn't take it seriously. He got a cigarette from a fellow villager and put it in his mouth to smoke happily.
As long as you get to the city, find a way to get some money to buy a train ticket to Kyoto, and take a taxi directly to the Kyoto Military District, the mission will be completed!
After walking twenty or thirty miles of bumpy mountain road, Zhang Feng finally saw what the countryside looked like.
After bidding farewell to his fellow villagers, Zhang Feng inquired about the location of the bus station and walked there step by step.
I want to take a three-hour long-distance bus to the city before I can take the train to Kyoto.
The mud on her face has long been washed away, and her clothes were begged from the big baby. Although they are simple, they are clean.
Although I am still limping, my foot can touch the ground lightly after the bone is corrected.
As for money, Zhang Feng didn't care. For a person who had been wandering the streets for more than ten years, it was completely a small problem.
The bus station is a bit dilapidated, but there are many fellow villagers waiting for the bus. There is also at least one kind of person in such a place - thieves.
With his eyes wandering and dodging, one person takes action and the other two people cover him.
After squatting at the bus station for half an hour, Zhang Feng finally saw his target.
Three middle-aged men threw a wallet into the trash can with a furtive expression.
He limped over.
Zhang Feng turned his lips and held a thin blade in his mouth.
He was able to hide three blades in his mouth. One of them was handed over to the judge, but the other two were not exposed.
boom!
"sorry Sorry!"
In an instant, Zhang Feng's body collided with that of the middle-aged man, and he quickly apologized.
"Why don't you walk with eyes? What's the point of wandering around like this?" The middle-aged man who was hit cursed in a bad tone.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Feng lowered his head and apologized.
"Okay, brother, why are you talking to a disabled person?" The three people walked away.
Zhang Feng had an extra handful of bills in his pocket and counted more than 730 yuan.
Limping to the ticket hall and buying a bus ticket to Langfang City, Zhang Feng sat in the waiting hall and waited.
…
"Brother, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." The middle-aged man said. He touched his pocket and stretched his hand out of it.
"What the hell, brother, I was stolen!" the man yelled.
Another person said: "It must have been the cripple just now. He was the only one who came close to us and even bumped into the second brother."
"Damn lame, I will definitely skin you!" The second brother said angrily, turning around and chasing towards the station.
"Come back, you don't know what you are doing, Mad, but the thief has been stolen. Why don't you show your face and go back to find something? Just stay here." The eldest brother scolded.
After getting into the bus, Zhang Feng closed his eyes.
He hadn't had a solid sleep since Huangquan Road until Hell Week, so he quickly fell into sleep.
Bus station police room.
"Captain, when I first arrived, I saw a person who looked very much like the person on the wanted poster." A policeman said.
"What, are you sure? Take a good look at the wanted order. Is it a person?" The captain handed over the paper wanted order.
The policeman looked at him carefully for a while and said, "Yes, that's the person, exactly the same!"
"Hurry up and bring out the surveillance camera. I want to see where this pervert is. If I catch him, I'll beat him up and send him to the top!"