technology king

Chapter 66 Children in the Mountains

At the fork of the yellow dirt road, behind a mud-brick house with cracks on the wall, a small head poked out at some point. Zhao Pingan smiled and waved, signaling him not to be afraid, but he didn't want the little guy to get scared. Turning pale, he retracted his head instantly.

"You have to attract them with something, such as food." Zhu Xiaowan shook her head and said, pointing to the backpack on his back.

"That's right." Zhao Pingan chuckled, took out a piece of chocolate from his bag, waved it in his hand, and yelled at the corner: "Come out, see what I have in my hand?"

Sure enough, that little head stretched out boldly again, a pair of eyes that were extra large because of thinness, stared at the small bag in Zhao Ping'an's hand without blinking, and a puzzled expression appeared on his dirty face.

Zhao Ping'an's heart moved, and he quickly unwrapped the chocolate, then broke off a piece and threw it into his mouth, eating with a look of intoxication, "Mmm... so sweet, so delicious!"

A trace of saliva overflowed from the corner of the little head's mouth naturally, but he still seemed a little hesitant, until Zhao Pingan waved his hand again and told him that he would give this piece of chocolate to him, the little head finally moved, like a little rabbit , ran quickly, and then grabbed the chocolate from Zhao Ping'an's hand, without daring to look at him, he ran back to the corner of the wall again.

Obviously, such a move took almost all of his courage, and even the slightest accident would cause him to fail due to excessive fright.

At this time, Zhao Ping'an seemed a little dazed. He looked at the back of the small head disappearing into the corner of the wall, turned his head to look at Zhu Xiaowan beside him in surprise, and said, "Doesn't he need to wear pants and shoes?"

You must know that it is November now, and the temperature in the mountains does not exceed 11°C at most!
"It's not that you don't need it, it's that you don't have it."

"Can't even afford a child's trousers?" Zhao Pingan frowned. Although he was mentally prepared, he still didn't expect that in this era, in the same province as him, there are still a group of people living in the same province. Such poor people!

"It's normal. If there are too many children in the family here, there will be insufficient clothes." Zhu Xiaowan explained: "The average family here will have 2-4 children."

"What if I get sick?" Zhao Ping'an felt a little unbelievable. As a child from the countryside, he always felt that the new village was poor enough, but compared with this place, it was simply paradise.

"The village has that kind of rudimentary clinic. Generally speaking, minor illnesses such as colds and coughs will not be a big problem. As for serious illnesses..." Speaking of this, Zhu Xiaowan subconsciously glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "Wait die!"

These two words made Zhao Ping'an's heart startled suddenly, and he really wanted to ask, how old is a serious illness?But subconsciously, he was afraid of hearing some unbelievable answer, so he didn't say it in the end.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the intersection, Zhao Pingan looked up, good guy!There are a large number of small black heads, there are always thirty or forty, and it is estimated that all the children in the village are here.

They stood there not daring to approach, staring straight at the gray mountaineering bag on Zhao Pingan's back. Their strong desire could not be concealed at all. Zhao Pingan looked at them calmly, but there was already a sense of desolation in his heart. What kind of harsh environment do children live in?Their parents, don't they have time to wash their faces? !

What he doesn't know is, what a precious resource water is here!

"Come on, come here."

He took off his mountaineering bag and scattered all the food and drinks that he and Zhu Xiaowan had prepared in it, but it seemed that it was not enough!The children who didn't receive the 'delicious' looked at him pitifully, with some tears in their eyes. Zhao Pingan couldn't stand the staring, and asked, "Is there a store?"

He had to ask, because in a place like this, the most common thing you can think of in any civilized society is likely to no longer exist.

"Have!"

This sound was like heaven to him, because no one with a conscience could be cruel enough to disappoint this group of children. If it was impossible, he remembered that there seemed to be some potato chips in the car.

It is said to be a store, but it is just a villager who went to the town to purchase some food, and then sold it at home. The gate is not allowed to enter, but a window is opened on the side of the cracked earth brick wall as a trading window , seeing Zhao Ping'an and the others coming with a group of children, a middle-aged man with yellow teeth grinned, knowing that there was a big business coming, he quickly took out his best products and recommended them to them .

A bag of spicy strips costs 1 cent, a bag of Tang monk meat costs 2 cents, watermelon candy costs 3 cents, crispy noodles cost 5 cents, and the most expensive is a bag of egg yolk pies. 10 pieces, sell for 8 yuan!
"Can these things be eaten?" Zhao Ping'an couldn't help but frowned. The 1 cents a bag of spicy strips, you can think of what they are made of without looking.

"It's okay, it's delicious for them, no worse than what they usually eat."

Zhao Pingan was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What do they usually eat?"

"Potatoes, corn, and those yuan roots you saw just now, drying on the roof." Zhu Xiaowan said: "Don't worry about rice, the land here can't be grown, and meat is eaten. There are three times a year. The Yi people celebrate the New Year. , the Han Chinese New Year, and the Yi Nationality’s Torch Festival.”

Zhao Ping'an's heart was really touched, and he handed the store owner a hundred-flower bill. Can you believe it, 100 yuan can buy the entire store!
The fighting power of the children was also amazing. They sat happily on the ground and began to enjoy their own delicacies, eating with relish, as if the so-called Tang Monk meat really contained something that could make people live forever!
Not long after, two people came from a distance, er no, to be precise, it should be three people, a middle-aged woman who tied an unweaned baby to her back with a torn towel, and stood beside her. A child who looks like five or six years old and can't distinguish gender.

When Zhao Ping'an and Zhu Xiaowan saw the child, they couldn't help but gasped, and hurried up to it.

"What... what's going on here?" Zhao Pingan looked at the child who looked like a purple doll in front of him, and his eyes even turned slightly red. This should be a girl, after all, she didn't expose her lower body like many children. But where is there a trace of good flesh on her upper body? !

Huge chunks of horrible blood scabs were all over her bony chest, arms, and neck!
It's hard to imagine that after being hurt to such a degree, she can still bear such severe pain, looking at the delicacies in the hands of her friends, her eyes reveal hope.

(End of this chapter)