Chapter 2 Xia Family Village 2
Xia Ziran looked in the direction of Xia Zijin's fingers, and was also surprised. Isn't he just a person, and he is still a child in appearance.

"Zou Zijin, let's go and see, are you afraid?" The cliff is so high that the chances of surviving the fall are almost zero, but Xia Ziran still has a little bit of luck in his mind. If someone is still alive, how can he not save him? .

Xia Zijin shook his head, smiled and said, "With Daddy here, Zijin is not afraid."

Hearing this, Xia Ziran nodded, took Xia Zijin's little hand and limped towards the child with a cane.

The two of them approached and saw that it was a little boy. The more expensive clothes on his body were already in tatters, and there were scratches on his face and arms.

Seeing this, Xia Zijin looked up at Xia Ziran and said, "Daddy, I'll go and have a look."

Xia Ziran nodded and said, "Be careful."

Xia Zijin nodded, then let go of Xia Ziran's hand, and walked towards the little boy step by step.

Walking to the boy's side, Xia Zijin squatted down, stretched out her small hand to check his breath, felt the very weak warm breath coming from her hand, Xia Zijin was overjoyed, turned her head and shouted to Xia Ziran who was not far away : "Daddy, he's still angry."

Hearing Xia Zijin's words, Xia Ziran was very surprised. He had no hope at all. After all, even an adult might die if he fell from such a height, let alone such a young child.

But knowing that the person is not dead yet, the already kind-hearted Xia Ziran naturally wouldn't let it go, and immediately put down his back basket and strode over with a cane.

Seeing Xia Ziran approaching, Xia Zijin stood up and asked worriedly, "Daddy, what should we do?"

Xia Ziran knew that Xia Zijin was worried about his physical condition, and there were still herbs to memorize, so it was a bit difficult to rescue the boy.

"Human life is at stake. We can still pick herbs. Let's carry him back first. Zijin, put down the herbs too, and help daddy." Xia Ziran gave up the herbs he had worked hard all morning without hesitation.

"But, mother, what should I do?" Xia Zijin said with a bitter face, although she didn't want to die, but when she thought of her mother who was still lying on the bed waiting for the two of them to return home with medicine Jin felt uncomfortable.

Xia Ziran sighed, and said in a low voice, "Your mother—she wants us to do the same."

Hearing what Xia Ziran said, Xia Zijin had no choice but to nod, put down the basket, and then helped Xia Ziran carry the boy on his back.

Because Xia Ziran had to lean on a cane with one hand, so he had only one hand to support the boy behind him, so Xia Zijin had no choice but to walk beside Xia Ziran, struggling to help Xia Ziran hold the boy.

The two went down the mountain under the scorching sun step by step with such difficulty.

The two stopped and went, and finally rushed back to Xiajia Village before the sun went down.

At this time, the villagers who were still working in the field saw Xia Ziran limping with a child on his back, and they all ran over to help. A man took the boy from Xia Ziran's back and carried it on his own.

After the boy was picked up, Xia Ziran immediately felt relieved, and said gratefully to the man, "Gao Liang, thank you."

Xia Gaoliang has dark skin and looks about the same age as Xia Ziran, but his body is much stronger than Xia Ziran's. Carrying a little boy is as light to him as cotton.

"Brother Xia, are you being polite? By the way, who is this boy? How did you bring him back?"

(End of this chapter)

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