break out of the ice

Chapter 203 Chapter [-]
After walking in the woods for almost an hour, no one showed any intention of stopping.

Nor is it how beautiful the scenery in the forest on a snowy night is, nor how comfortable it is to sit in the car.

Instead, it feels good to drive slowly, in a very closed space, listening to music and talking.

Suddenly, walking ahead, Liu Guodong's car stopped.

The few people in front got out of the car and waved towards the back under the light of the car lights.

Liu Qinqin noticed it and stopped, and a group of people got out of the car.

He looked in the direction of Lu Hongmei's finger.

The road they drove was a narrow asphalt road that only one car could pass. On both sides of the asphalt road were trenches about half a person deep and one meter wide.

This ditch is used for drainage in summer, and now there is only white snow in the ditch except for dead branches and leaves.

In this ditch, in the ditch about 30 meters ahead, there is a dark mass, which looks like a person.

"It looks like a person, don't someone accidentally fall into the ditch." Liu Guodong said, and went there.

Everyone hurriedly followed, and when they arrived at the place, they saw that it was indeed a person, lying curled up in the snow.

Several men hurriedly jumped down to look, and saw that it was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his lips were black from freezing, his face was blue, his eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were trembling constantly.

Liu Guodong hurriedly put the boy on his back and said, "Hurry up and save him."

Shi Jingqi supported the child's back while several of them dragged him to the road.

Xiaoqian also woke up early, drove a car himself, and turned the car around.

After putting the child in the car, Shi Jingqi also warned: "Don't turn on the heater too much, the child won't be able to stand it, so you have to heat it up slowly."

Xiaoqian agreed, and seeing Shi Jingqi and Mo Wenjun also sat in the car, he said, "Let's go back to the fireworks courtyard first."

The car was like an arrow off the string, heading forward.

The speed was faster than usual to drag Yan Weidong to the emergency meeting.

The rest of the people got into the other two cars and followed behind.

In the car, Shi Jingqi sat beside the boy, took off his cotton coat and covered him with it.

Mo Wenjun also took off his cotton coat and covered the boy.

Seeing the boy's mouth moving, he said to Shi Jingqi, "Listen, what are you talking about?"

Shi Jingqi put his ear close to the boy's mouth and listened for a while, then said, "You're talking nonsense, father, mother, talking nonsense."

After finishing speaking, Shi Jingqi was worried again, and put his arms around the boy's shoulders to warm him up a bit.

Xiaoqian focused on driving, and Mo Wenjun reached out and turned up the heater in the car a little more.

It took nearly an hour to get here, and it took less than 10 minutes for Xiaoqian to drive back.

When the car came back, the old people were startled.

Through the glass window, seeing Shi Jingqi carrying a person from the car, they were all startled, thinking that one of Shi Jingqi and the others was injured.

He hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out the door. At this time, Shi Jingqi had already walked to the door of the house with someone on his back.

After opening the curtain and coming in, the old man saw that it was not theirs, but a strange child.

Shi Jingqi wanted to put the person on the kang, but Father Shi hurriedly stopped him: "Don't put it on the kang, it's too hot, put it on a chair."

There were chairs on the ground where Shi Jingqi and the others had been eating and drinking just now, so Shi Jingqi put the child down on a chair.

The rest of the people hurriedly packed up their things.

Father Liu opened the child's arm and looked at it, and said: "This child, the blood has not come back to life yet, go take the snow in the basin, rub it with the snow, and rub the blood on the body to come back to life, and the person will come back to life."

At this time, the rest of the people also came back.

When the women heard this, they hurriedly took over the job of rubbing their bodies and asked the men to carry the snow.

Everyone worked hard for another half an hour, rubbing the boy's arms, legs, chest and back to heat up, Father Shi said: "Put it on the kang."

Putting the boy on the kang, several people relaxed, and none of them felt sleepy, either leaning on the kang, or sitting on a stool, resting.

At this time, Mother Liu and Mother Shi's brown sugar ginger water was ready, and Mother Shi gave Shi Jingqi and the others a bowl of brown sugar ginger water to drink, while Mother Liu sat next to the boy, using a small spoon, pouring out the water one mouthful at a time. The child feeds in the mouth.

While feeding, he said: "This child is really pitiful. Look at the clothes I took off for him just now. None of them are warm. No wonder he passed out from the cold."

Mother Shi also said: "It is indeed a poor child, who looks only in his teens, how could his adults be willing to do so?"

Father Liu said: "That's right, I haven't heard of people freezing to death in the past ten years, and this child doesn't know what's going on. Fortunately, I met you, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be a few days in this big forest. No one has ever been there."

No one has been there for a few days. If it snows for a few more days, the child may not be able to survive.

Shi Jingqi and the others knew this, but no one said anything.

None of them were happy because they saved someone, but more of a kind of emotion, feeling what kind of suffering it was that made a young child almost freeze to death.

With this out, everyone can't fall asleep.

Liu Qinqin picked up the boy's clothes and said, "I'm afraid he has worn these clothes for several years, and there are still patches on them. Even if he wakes up, he probably won't be able to wear them anymore."

Shi Chunhua also frowned: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve, and it's also a big night, even if I buy it, I don't know where to buy it."

"You don't need to buy it. Here are your father's clothes. After a while, we can cut them and sew them together, so the child can wear them." Shimu said.

Perhaps it was the effect of the brown sugar and ginger water fed by Liu's mother, or perhaps the warm environment in the house played a role, and the boy woke up leisurely.

Looking at the strange environment, with a group of strange uncles and aunts, I was a little confused.

I want to get up, but I have no strength in my body, and I want to talk, but I don't even have the strength to speak.

The boy still struggled, but was held down by Liu's mother.

Mother Liu pressed the boy's shoulder and said, "Lie down on the kang first, what's the matter, wait until the illness recovers."

The boy lay down obediently this time.

The women rummaged through the boxes to find clothes that would suit the boy.

The men are all sitting together, smoking and chatting about little boys.

The boy's appearance is not ugly, and his personality is also good. I don't know what's going on, so why did he have the heart to let him run away from home.

The little boy drank a little more water, and this time, he was finally able to speak aloud. Shimu lay beside him and asked his name.

"Changhe, Pan Changhe." The boy said intermittently.

"That's a good name, kid, what's the matter with you, why did you run out after the New Year's Eve?" Mother Shi continued to ask.

(End of this chapter)