This young boy's voice was as clear and clear as the gurgling spring water. Song Xixi, whose hearing was already blurred, found it inexplicably pleasant. She subconsciously opened her mouth and wanted to say "it's okay", but the next moment she fell into a thin embrace.
"The lips are blue and the ear holes are bleeding. Is this poisoning?"
The young man exclaimed. He looked at the wild vegetables piled next to him and recognized two poisonous weeds at a glance. He quickly turned Song Xixi over and lay on his knees, and forcefully opened her closed mouth, intending to induce vomiting in her.
"Medicine, medicine..." Song Xixi, who still had a trace of consciousness, refused to open her mouth, and used all her strength to lift the hand holding the detoxification pill.
The young man reacted immediately and saw the pills clasped in her palms.
"Can this pill detoxify?" The young man's voice was full of uncertainty. He was worried that the pill was also poisonous and that if he gave it hastily, it would directly kill Song Xixi.
After such a delay, the toxin deepened again, and Song Xixi no longer had the strength to take the antidote pills by herself. Seeing that the boy was still gibbering, she was so angry that a mouthful of black blood spurted out, splattering all over the boy's chest.
"Little sister!"
The young man ignored the stained clothes and saw that Song Xixi's breath was weakening, as if he would die at any time and it was too late to induce vomiting. He could only treat the dead horse as a doctor and hurriedly turned Song Xixi over and picked up the antidote pills that fell on the ground.
Put it in her mouth.
"Little sister, take it, take the medicine quickly!" Seeing that Song Xixi could not swallow, the ten-year-old boy was so anxious that he put his white fingers into Song Xixi's mouth and pushed the pill into her throat hard.
go.
This poke made Song Xixi's throat sore and itchy. Unexpectedly, Song Xixi regained consciousness and swallowed the detoxification pill with great effort.
"Little sister, wake up, wake up quickly..." The young man hugged Song Xixi tightly and watched her face and breathing nervously, for fear that she would die next moment.
The detoxification pills gradually took effect, and Song Xixi was tortured by the dense itching in her bones and blood. She really didn't have the energy to deal with this guy who was like a soul-caller, so she could only close her eyes and pretend to be unconscious.
Seeing that Song Xixi never opened her eyes, the young man's eyes turned red and his handsome face turned pale. Just as he was about to carry her down the mountain to find a doctor, Song Xixi pushed her away.
"vomit--"
Song Xixi lay on the ground and vomited profusely. The black and smelly blood rushed straight to her forehead, which made her sick and vomited several more times.
The young man had never seen this kind of vomiting before, and was immediately frightened.
It wasn't until Song Xixi finished vomiting and rested heavily on the big rock behind him that he woke up as if from a dream and shouted in surprise: "Little sister, are you okay?"
Song Xixi rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "If you hadn't suddenly ran out, I would have been fine!"
The young man didn't understand what she meant, but seeing that she had the strength to make a noise, he was so happy that he didn't bother to ask in detail: "It's good that you're fine. No matter how hungry you are in the future, you can't eat randomly. If you didn't happen to have the antidote this time, even if I found it,
Even if the doctor comes, you won’t survive.”
Song Xixi had personally experienced the power of the poison and knew that he was telling the truth, so she picked up the poisoned wild vegetables and asked, "What kind of poison is this?"
The young man said with lingering fear: "This is a life-threatening grass. It is highly poisonous. If you eat it, it will paralyze the five senses and the lungs. Eventually, you will die due to the reverse flow of blood throughout the body."
After that, he warned again: "Little sister, there are many poisonous things on this mountain. You must not eat wild vegetables and weeds you don't recognize!"
Song Xixi rolled her eyes at him again and said perfunctorily: "I know."
Although she almost died at the hands of this kid, she knew that he didn't do it on purpose. His careful instructions were also out of kindness, and the resentment in her heart dissipated a lot.
As a result, the young man noticed Song Xixi's perfunctory attitude, and his immature face immediately became serious: "Little sister, where are the adults in your family?"
Song Xixi suddenly became alert: "What are you going to do?"
If this kid complains to Song San'er Niu Xiaohua, she will not be able to live in peace for a while!
The young man did not answer, but looked at her carefully before confirming: "You are from the Songjia'ao across the river. You followed the adults to live in the mountains last night, right?"
Song Xixi asked back: "Are you from Qingshan Village at the foot of the mountain?"
The young man nodded and introduced himself seriously: "My name is Lu Zezhi. I am ten years old this year. My father's name is Lu Dagen, and my mother's name is Fang Xiaocui. I am their eldest son. I also have a seven-year-old brother named Lu Erhu."
Lu Zezhi? Lu Erhu?
Song Xixi thought to herself: There is such a big difference between these two names. They don't sound like real brothers!
Taking another look at the boy's appearance and temperament, she suddenly asked, "Were you Lu Dahu before, and did Lu Zezhi change your name later?"
Lu Zezhi smiled implicitly and praised sincerely: "My little sister is so smart, she even guessed this!"
He was called Lu Dahu before he was eight years old. Later, he was favored by the Master and became his disciple. He felt that this name was not elegant enough, so he changed his name to "Zezhi", which means "if you have knowledge, you will know that knowledge is endless, and you dare not be self-sufficient with just one thing."
He guarded against arrogance and impetuosity, and he was open to learning with an open mind.
Seeing that Song Xixi still looked cold despite being praised, Lu Zezhi felt a little discouraged and summoned up the courage to ask: "Little sister, what is your name and how old are you this year?"
Song Xixi glanced at him and opened her mouth to lie: "My name is Song Sangou. I am ten years old this year. I was just placed here by the government. Yesterday, I had no choice but to live in the mountains with the adults. I accidentally ate the Jueming Grass because I was hungry."
Looking at Song Xixi's small body, which is about the same as that of a six-year-old child, a look of pity appeared on Lu Zezhi's face: "He is actually the same age as me..."
Immediately afterwards, this pity turned into deep guilt: "I, I, I apologize to Sister Sangou for borrowing money."
Three-dog sister?
What the hell kind of name is this!
Song Xixi's little face twisted for a moment, regretting that she shouldn't have used this ugly pseudonym.
It was just this kid's sudden apology that almost made her laugh out loud, suspecting that this guy was the natural holy father.
It's not this kid's fault that Qingshan Village slaughtered them as fat sheep, and it has nothing to do with him. He actually took the initiative to apologize to her. If this isn't the behavior of a holy father, what else is it?
However, it can be seen from this that this young man is kind-hearted and upright and should not be laughed at.
Song Xixi put away the perfunctory expression on her face and said seriously: "It has nothing to do with you, so there is no need to apologize."
Lu Zezhi didn't think so. He took off the small cloth bag hanging from his waist and stuffed it into Song Xixi's hand: "There are eggs and flour cakes in it. Sister Sangou, please take it and eat it. I will go up the mountain to collect firewood at this time tomorrow. There will be more firewood then."
Bring you something to eat."
Having said this, he paused and warned again: "Don't eat any weeds and vegetables you don't recognize. Do you remember?"
Holding the small cloth bag that was still warm, Song Xixi was stunned for a moment.
She has always been the only one who feeds others, but this is the first time she has been fed by others.
This dull look fell into Lu Zezhi's eyes, and he found it inexplicably cute. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub the top of her head twice, then stood up, picked up the firewood he had just dropped, and headed down the mountain.