Crossing 70: Fish in the Pond Have Good News

Before Jiang Yu and Xue Li went out, they asked the men in the backyard if anyone wanted to go collect firewood with them.

Chen Jinghan immediately stood up and expressed his desire to go together. Finally, he, Fu Biao and Xue Liliang went to the small hill behind, while Xiong Lijin and Wu Aiqing prepared dinner at the educated youth site.

The construction team is on the edge of a low slope. This slope is not really low, but compared with the primitive mountains behind it which are higher than the other ones, its existence is like a baby.

What separates the Tuanjie Brigade and the Jianshe Brigade is this long, low slope, which is facing the Jianshe Brigade. The villagers call it Yaoer Mountain.

Most of the trees on Yaoer Mountain are red pines, and there are also some tall cold-resistant trees, mixed in with some poplars and white birch trees. They are enough to provide daily firewood for the people in the brigade. When it is time to store firewood for the winter, everyone will go to the big mountain behind to collect firewood.

Fu Biao took the lead, followed by Chen Jinghan who was holding a relatively straight branch in her hand, and Xue Li who was holding on to the other end for leverage. Jiang Yu had already run away. She saw some common herbs and wanted to pick some to take back. When midsummer came, she could use wild chrysanthemum and honeysuckle to make some heat-relief tea.

The branches of the pine trees were spread out wide, and from time to time little squirrels and birds would poke their heads out from between them, blinking their little eyes and looking curiously at the humans under their feet.

Jiang Yu found the willow tree he wanted by the small reservoir halfway up the mountain and shouted loudly outside, "Xue Li! I'm by the reservoir. I'll come over after I make two baskets."

"Okay, be careful!" Xue Li was digging wild vegetables with branches with great difficulty. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise they would definitely condemn her behavior.

Because the wild vegetables were dug up with their roots, they could have kept the roots and let them continue to grow, and they could have been picked again after a few days. But Xue Li didn't understand this.

The two men dragged all the dead branches nearby to one place so that they could be taken away together later.

After Jiang Yu selected and broke the willow branches, she sat on the grass and began to weave baskets. Her fingers were nimble and she worked very quickly.

There is a relatively dense patch of dwarf pines beside the reservoir, with a small wooden house on stilts hidden behind it.

A tall figure stood in the wooden house, watching Jiang Yu weaving a basket with his head down, his eyes focused, and the half-eaten baked potato in his hand gradually getting cold.

After weaving the basket, Jiang Yu went to dig up all the herbs she liked, and gave another small basket to Xue Li to carry wild vegetables. Before leaving, she looked in the direction of the wooden house. There was someone there, but he didn't come out, so she didn't bother to care. She just felt a little annoyed after being stared at for a long time.

Chen Jinghan looked at the round basket in her hand and asked Jiang Yu if she wanted to pick some willow branches to take back.

"Do you need baskets? If you need them, fold some and take them back. I'll help you weave them." Jiang Yu came back to her senses. Her room couldn't be used yet, so she wasn't in a hurry.

"Pick some. We didn't pick up many dead branches today. Take back as many as you can." Fu Biao put down the branches he had just dragged back and went to pick willow branches with Chen Jinghan.

Jiang Yu dug some windproof nets and threw them into the basket, then he stood up and looked into the distance, took a deep breath, felt the fresh and moist air, and felt relaxed.

She was relieved, but Jiang Dazhu's family far away in City B were not so happy.

On the day Jiang Yu left, Yang Jianwei realized that there was no sound in the house until dawn.

So he bravely rolled off the bed, crawled to the door like a maggot, and tried to push it open with his forehead.

He didn't expect that the door could actually be opened by him. Without time to be happy, he looked out cautiously.

"Mom? Mom, are you still alive?" He shouted softly, not daring to speak loudly. He was afraid that Jiang Yu was at home. He didn't know where the smell of blood came from that day, and it almost scared him to death.

"Xiaowei! Is that you, Xiaowei?" The next second, a rough male voice came from the woodshed.

"Dad?" Yang Jianwei was so excited that tears came to his eyes. He tried to crawl over like a snake.

However, his arms and legs, which were tied behind his back, were numb and he had no leverage. It was extremely difficult and he was so anxious that he snorted.

"Dad, where's mom? Come out quickly, help me untie the rope, woo woo!"

"Xiaowei? What's wrong with you?" The other female voice was a little vague. Maybe she had just been woken up from her sleep, so her speech was a little unclear, but it sounded very anxious.

"Mom!" Yang Jianwei cried anxiously, "That bitch tied my hands and feet. I can't move. Come and help me!"

"Ahhh! That damn jinx! Sword man!!" Yang Xiulian started to rant when she heard that her son had suffered a great crime. She was originally lying on the ground, and this position made it easier for her to move. She supported herself on the ground with her hands, and she had been hungry for several days, but now she was crawling forward relying solely on her motherly love, and her speed was not slow.

Jiang Dazhu didn't dare to stay alone, so he also used his hands and his only remaining leg to gain strength, put his buttocks on the ground, and walked out with his buttocks arched.

The couple was lying face down and belly up.

The family of three seemed to be freaks. They crawled desperately and finally met each other in the yard with great difficulty.

Yang Jianwei's face was rubbing against the ground, his tears and snot mixed with dust, and he looked as if he had just escaped from a tunnel.

Jiang Dazhui and Yang Xiulian, one missing a leg, were lying on their stomachs and backs, respectively. Their faces were pale, their eyes were sunken, and they looked as haggard as drug addicts in withdrawal.

"Wow!!" The Jiang family looked at each other and suddenly burst into violent and miserable cries.

The unemployed neighbors nearby immediately stood up and asked, "What's going on? What's the noise?" and then went out to look for him.

When everyone gathered in front of the Jiang family's door, an old lady with half-white hair in the crowd spat, "What kind of tricks has this cursed family done again? Jiang Yu is really unlucky to be with this family."

"Why are you crying? Is someone dead?" An old man holding a bird cage, poked his head out and asked the person standing inside to open the door.

"No, no, this family is sick. We have to call the people from the street office. We can't open this door, or they will blackmail us." An old lady with a bun on her head in the crowd waved her hands repeatedly. It's okay to watch the fun, but you must not ask for trouble.

Not long after, people from the street office and the nearby police station came over together.

The young policeman from the police station squeezed through the crowd of onlookers, took a hard breath, and then opened the forbidden door.

The aunts and grandmothers who were nearby immediately leaned in to take a look and exclaimed, "Wow!"

The three members of the Jiang family were still crying. They had been through a lot in the past few days. Yang Jianwei was lucky, because in order to go to the Northwest to build the motherland with all his limbs intact, he was only starved for a few days. But Jiang Dazhui and Yang Xiulian were miserable. Their legs were broken and had to be amputated. They had never suffered such hardship in their lives.

When the three saw the police, they acted as if they had seen their parents. They grabbed their pants and started crying.

"Police comrade, you have to stand up for us. Jiang Yu is worse than an animal and has no conscience. Look at our legs! Wuuwuwu!" Yang Xiulian cried out of breath, sobbing and pounding the ground. "Police comrade, you must arrest her and shoot her! This thing is worse than pigs and dogs. She wants to murder my parents!"

People who came to watch the fun crowded into the small yard, looked at the family of three lying on the ground, and started talking about it in surprise.