I open a homestay in the last days

Chapter 247 Returning One

Although the snow hindered the traffic, it also relieved the drought. Fang Shu put some clean snow from the tree into the soup pot.

Squat at the door of the underground shelter and prepare to eat below.

Jin Linzi stared unblinkingly at a little man in front of him, this was Fang Shu's prisoner, sitting on a camp bed, already awake, but in a daze.

He was Tan Shuisheng, and he looked at the logo on his sleeve, which had his name and serial number written on it.But beyond that, he knew nothing.

The head was hit so hard that it looked like it was broken. The head was covered with gauze, and blood was faintly oozing.

How could he be here? His memory was blank.

After a while, Fang Shu handed over a large bowl and a pair of chopsticks: "It's hot, eat to warm your body."

He subconsciously took it and said, "Thank you."

"It's strange to be polite, eat quickly."

Fang Shu went back and came over with a bowl of noodles, and started eating on the spot.

Seeing the sweetness of his food, Tan Shuisheng's stomach growled in protest.

Tan Shuisheng hurriedly brought the bowl close to his mouth, first took a sip of the noodle soup, and then, like the man opposite him, wiped out the whole bowl of noodles like a storm.

Fang Shu put away the bowls and chopsticks without washing them, and put them into a bucket, where the snow hadn't melted yet.

He moved a small stool and sat beside Tan Shuisheng's bed.Subconsciously tapping the legs of the stool he was sitting on with his hands, it seemed boring, and there was a rhythmic sound in the room.

"Shuisheng, it looks like you are only in high school at your age, why is your family willing to serve in the army?"

"You're injured, will your parents be worried?"

Tan Shuisheng looked at Fang Shu blankly, and a middle-aged man vaguely appeared in his mind.

"My dad, I want to talk to my dad." Tan Shuisheng murmured: "He has a bad temper, don't quarrel with our captain again then."

"Shuisheng, do you remember? What's your father's name?" Fang Shu's expression became more interested.

"Tan Dazhuang is my father. What's the captain's name? Feng Wenming!" Tan Shuisheng stretched out his hand and patted his head, but touched the wound, and bent down with a cry of pain.

"Why don't you write a note or something, and I'll find your father for you." Fang Shu asked kindly.

"Okay, trouble brother!" After Tan Shuisheng's face was blank, he suddenly seemed to focus again, and he agreed.

After a while, Tan Shuisheng wrote a few words on a piece of A4 paper: [Dad, I am Shuisheng. I was rescued. Don't worry, and don't fight with the captain. I'll be back when my injury heals. 】

The handwriting was a bit childish, Fang Shu took the note and carefully put it away.

Immediately, Fang Shu chatted with him about his teammates, talked about Shuisheng's good and bad memories, and under his guidance, talked about some daily trivial things.

Fang Shu looked at his pale face, he got enough information, he stood up: "You have a good rest, I'm going out first."

Tan Shuisheng nodded and leaned down.

He looked up at the huge golden scales and flinched. He was in a container near the door, but there was no roof, so it should be a partition in the underground shelter.

After eating a full stomach and thinking about a lot of things, the pain in his forehead hit him again. He leaned against the bed board and fell asleep again.

Fang Yuan walked over from the back of the shelter: "Sir, your hypnotism has improved a lot."

Fang Shu stretched out a finger and put it in front of his lips: "Shh! My level is not worthy of being diligent. If he didn't trust me, I wouldn't be able to operate it."

It was already evening, the white snow illuminated the whole world, and the sky was full of a full moon, hanging desolately on the horizon.

In an empty room with only one single bed, Fang Shu took off his coat, put on a set of marching jacket and boots, and tossed his face in front of the mirror for a long time before he lowered his head to look at the single bed. A corpse on the bed, looked up.

The refugee's name is Shen Zhuzi, his stature is very close to his own, and his face shape is also somewhat similar, which made him suddenly think.

The information I got right now is that his name is Shen Zhuzi, the refugee, and the boss is a scarred man named Yongzi. They are in the tenth team, the captain Feng Wenming.

The other party has a bald head, which is easy to operate. He shaved his head and put the blood-stained hat on his head. He used a sharp knife to draw a wound on his neck. Then he tore off a piece of cloth from his underwear and tied it directly. it is good.

Looking at the sled, he shook his head. He had tried this thing before, and it was not easy to play, and the flaw was too big. He looked at his left leg, stabbed it hard with the dagger, endured the pain, and used cloth strips to give it to him. tied up.

Limped out.

Looking at Fang Yuan's surprised eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up: "Now it's an accent, and this wound on the neck can be explained. It hurt the vocal cords, and I can't speak out recently."

"Sir, I think it's still inappropriate, it's too dangerous."

"How can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair? I always feel that there is a big secret in the Fengshan base!" He believed in his intuition.The last time I met Tan Qiuyan, who was not willing to accept soft and hard things.

This time, a good opportunity came from heaven, and he met these two little brothers who were destined to die on the way out.

One was saved, and the other died on the spot.

The night gradually deepened.

The suspension bridge in Fengshan Town has been raised.The duty officer on the bunker was looking around, and the four separated in four directions, chatting and approaching the stove.

Suddenly, a man raised his gun and aimed it straight ahead, and at the same time made a voice: "Warning!"

There is still 100 meters away from the suspension bridge, and by the strong light of the searchlight, I saw a limping person approaching.

"The clothes belong to us!" The second officer on duty froze for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and looked ahead.

"This face looks familiar, isn't that the pillar of Class Ten!"

"Damn it, Huihunye, Zhuzi is dead with nothing to rest in peace!"

"Fuck, don't scare me like that!"

"Don't talk nonsense in the middle of the night, this man has a shadow, the pillar is not dead!"

"I'll go down and report. You guys bring a stretcher and follow me. Third child, you continue to stare at it. It looks like he's seriously injured."

The monitor on duty issued an order, and the other three stood up straight and responded, "Yes!"

Half an hour later, Dr. Cheng rushed over from the bed. The man in front of him named Zhuzi was not only injured, but also suffered from serious frostbite because he walked back from the snow.

The throat hurts the vocal cords, so it's not a big problem, but if I have to speak again, I guess I'll have to recuperate for a long time.

The wound on the leg was bandaged, and the face was frostbitten. After the chilblain ointment was applied, the person could no longer see his original appearance.

The members of the tenth team in the same ward were overjoyed as if they were celebrating the New Year, especially Feng Wenming, who saw the shovel hit the neck of the pillar, and thought that the two members had already died.

Seeing that he was still alive at the moment, he was excited, and at the same time hinted to himself that he was probably too nervous at the time, and his eyes were dazzled. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and it would be healed if he took care of it.

It's a pity that only Tan Shuisheng can't come back.

(End of this chapter)