don't go near that tree

Chapter 53

After breakfast, Wu Chun walked in the village alone.

Sadness seems to be only allowed to freeze last night, and life is still going on. After one night, all people have to return to their original positions, those who should work, and those who should farm.

The mill on the street in the village began to squeak and spin again, and several elderly women stood at the corner of the village with their hands in their arms, discussing each sentence one sentence at a time.

Wu Chun finally stopped at the edge of a corn field.

There is only one aunt about 50 years old in the field. This season, the corn grows just below the knee. The aunt is bowed and wearing a straw hat on her head. She is weeding the corn.

After thinking for a while, Wu Chun walked into the field.

"Hey? Isn't this Wuchun? How did you get here?" The aunt wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hands standing on the dirt, and asked enthusiastically.

"I'll go shopping and see if anyone needs help."

As Wu Chun said, he rolled up his sleeves, stroked the ditch of corn next to the aunt, and began to help weed.

"Oh, I can do this job myself, so don't do it." The aunt hurried forward to stop it.

Wu Chun responded with a smile, "Auntie, it's not too hot now, I'll help you do it together, just do it faster."

"How embarrassing." She said a little helplessly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Wu Chun said with a smile, "Let's finish the work together, and when the weather gets hot, we'll go home and rest."

The aunt didn't stop, but returned to her original position, but she didn't start working immediately, but stared at Wu Chun for a long time.

The person in front of him looks thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and his figure is not the kind that is so thin that he can fall down when he pushes it, but he is also wearing glasses. If he bows his head for a long time, he has to push up with the back of his hand, obviously He looks like a scholar, but he is not green at all when he does his work.

In a short period of time, I saw that he had already pulled a long distance away from himself.

Xu Shi felt his gaze, the other party straightened up, turned around and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking? Auntie?"

The aunt was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she still had to work, so she hurriedly followed.

"I didn't expect you college students to be able to do such a job."

Hearing Auntie's sighing tone, Wu Chun couldn't hold back a low laugh.

"Why can't college students do this job? It's not very difficult."

"It's bitter!" The aunt threw the pulled grass aside, and said seriously, "Who is still farming at home if you have the ability! They all went to the big cities to make money and enjoy themselves." The aunt continued to bend down, While pulling the weeds on the ground, he continued to talk to Wu Chun, "This kind of land can't make much money. These crops are very delicate. If there is something wrong with the field, there will be no good harvest in autumn. Not only that, but it also depends on the weather. If there is drought or flood, there will be no good harvests. Farming is difficult. Those who are capable have started to go out these years. I said, son, you are a college student, why do you have to go back to this place."

Wu Chun smiled and said nothing, he didn't know how to answer his question.

Now he has achieved nothing, and nothing he says seems to be convincing.

It's just that Wu Chun didn't expect that just when he hadn't figured out how to deal with this problem, the aunt beside him suddenly said in surprise, "Son, you don't really come to lead us to live a good life, do you?"

"Auntie, why do you ask such a question?"

Wu Chun found it strange, and he didn't say anything to the outside after he returned to the village, except that he attended a few occasions with the village head, and asked the village head to talk about his plan to raise silkworms.

But Wu Chun just couldn't figure out how these two things that seemed endless to them were related to the matter of "leading them to live a good life".

"Did the village chief tell you so?"

"Yes and no." The aunt wiped her sweat again, and continued, "We just saw that you had been with the village chief for a while, and the village chief gave you another piece of land, so we went to ask the village chief, the village chief It’s just that you’re back to do something big.”

"Then you guessed where this place went?"

"At first it wasn't. We thought you were here for some kind of development, but what kind of development can there be in this place that doesn't shit? I saw you helping this family today and that family tomorrow, so I made a bold guess. .”

Wu Chun listened, the movements of his hands gradually slowed down, and asked with a half smile, "Auntie, do you think highly of me if you think so?"

"I can't say that, it's just..." The aunt paused, then spoke again, with a sad tone, "Do you think this village can still be saved? I'm over 50 this year, and I feel like this village is just like this after all these years. So, there is no big change, except that there are four more big wells in four directions of the village, and speaking of this big well, the child who disappeared last night was fished out of the big well."

Wu Chun's hand trembled, and he took advantage of the opportunity to grab a small piece of corn leaf, and the aunt next to him sighed heavily.

"It's not the first time these four wells cannibalize people, but they can't be filled to death. Once the dry season comes, the crops will suffer."

"Then what about surrounding it?" Wu Chun took the opportunity to ask, "If there is such a chance, the higher-ups will give a part of the money, but we still need to pay a small part ourselves. Let's surround this well, are you willing?"

"Of course I am willing!" said the aunt, straightened her waist, and stretched her waist, "These wells have no protective measures, and something will happen at this time of the year, and we can't squat at home every day to guard the children and take some protective measures. It cannot be avoided 100%, but saving one is one.”

The aunt turned her waist twice, bent down again while she was talking, and said to Wu Chun while pulling weeds, "Although we are poor, we can still get a few hundred dollars if we grit our teeth."

……

After helping the aunt weed, the aunt enthusiastically invited Wu Chun to go home for dinner.

Wu Chun refused, because there was still some time before sunset, he wanted to know more about it.

Wu Chun went to a few more fields, and while helping them with work, he asked them what they thought, and the answer was similar to what the aunt got.

Life is always moving, and this is what touches the deepest part of their hearts.

What impressed Wu Chun the most was what an old man said: If a family doesn’t have a child, they can still make money, but they can’t get their lives back.

Busy until the afternoon, Wu Chun took a look. There was still some time before sunset, so Wu Chun decided to go to the village chief's house.

The village chief seemed to have just come back from the outside, so Xu went to deal with the matter of last night. When Wu Chun opened the door and went in, he looked tired.

"It's Wu Chun."

Seeing Wu Chun coming in, the village head put on his glasses again, got up and said.

"Village Chief, I'm here to discuss something with you."

……

After coming out of the village chief's house, Wu Chun felt much relieved.The time was much faster than expected, Wu Chun thought about it, and set off for Shili Mountain.

There was still some time before Xu Shiyao's appearance, and Wu Chun was sitting under the pine tree, leaning on it, his eyes closed slightly, and he was about to think about something.

I just discussed with the village chief, and I will go to the town tomorrow to see if I can ask for a support fund.

The construction of protective fences for the four wells is not a small expense after calculation. The village chief still said that the town may approve part of the money, but it is still difficult to get all of it.

There is more than one ten-mile village here.

Wu Chun gently rubbed his temples, feeling a little emotional and helpless, thinking of the place where he was born, although it was only a small county, the conditions were much better than here.

What about further outside?

The distribution of resources in this world has always been extremely unfair. Some places have favorable and unattainable conditions, while some places are born with nothing.

The same is true for people.

Wu Chun sighed slowly, he opened his eyes, it turned out that the darkening of the sky was so unexpected, and it came quietly without knowing it.

Wu Chun just wanted to get up, when he turned his head, he saw Xu Shiyao sitting beside him.

"When did you come out?"

Wu Chun was really a little surprised, obviously every time Xu Shiyao appeared, the cool pine fragrance would surround him, and it was difficult for him to ignore it.

But now, Wu Chun didn't notice it at all.

Xu Shiyao pulled the man into his arms, and gently kneaded Wu Chun's shoulders with his hands.

"I just came out for a while, and I saw you thinking about things, so I didn't bother you."

Wu Chun buried his face in Xu Shiyao's arms, and tried his best to absorb the smell of Xu Shiyao's body. The familiar pine fragrance surrounded Wu Chun's nose, and Wu Chun heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Chun said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Xu Shiyao asked with a smile.

"It's nothing."

Wu Chun didn't say anything, Xu Shiyao stopped asking, but changed the topic.

"How are you doing today?"

"It's okay, so it's considered some progress?"

"tell me the story."

Wu Chun found a comfortable angle, and talked to Xu Shiyao about some of the things he did today. He felt like he had been busy all day, but when he said it now, it seemed like he hadn't done anything.

"Tomorrow, go to the town with the village chief to have a talk."

"Yes." Xu Shiyao replied softly, "Take your time, everything will be resolved."

"Ah."

Wu Chun lazily replied, and suddenly remembered something, he quickly got up from Xu Shiyao, "You met my grandfather last night."

Xu Shiyao was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "Yes, I saw you fell asleep, so I didn't have the heart to wake you up. I wanted to send you to the door first, but I just ran into your grandfather."

"It's a good thing my grandfather knew about your existence, otherwise I would have been scared to death watching my nephew floating in mid-air in the middle of the night." Wu Chun joked.

It's just that he didn't expect that his words would attract Xu Shiyao's soft apology.

Wu Chun was taken aback for a moment, looking at the apologetic look on Xu Shiyao's face, and his cautious tone when talking about these words.

Only then did Wu Chun discover that the other party has always been cautious about humans.

It was this kind of carefulness that allowed Xu Shiyao to distinguish the difference between himself and humans so clearly.

Xu Shiyao has never forgotten the barrier between humans and ghosts.

It's just that in front of Wu Chun, he hid this barrier.

As the saying goes, mountains and seas can be flattened across mountains and seas.

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

Wu Chun took Xu Shiyao's hands lightly, and said softly, "If my grandfather was really afraid of you, why would he turn off the lights and keep the door open for you? In his eyes, you have always been the child in his impression."

A child who can no longer be cared for by others, the only thing he can do is to turn off the lights at home when night falls.

Let this child go home for a short while.

"Xu Shiyao." Wu Chun called softly.

"I'm here."

Hearing the quick response from his side, Wu Chun chuckled, "If I accidentally fall asleep again tonight, remember to go home with me."

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One edamame:

There is an article next door without cp pre-acquisition. The pressure of the start of school is too great. I want to write an article about decompression, but it may take a long time to update it! ! !