Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

At half past nine in the evening, Li Moer was chatting with Mrs. Li and Mr. Li. It seemed that the sky was getting brighter. Looking out of the window, he found that the firewood piled up by the villagers in the yard from the mountain had caught fire. Then the glass next to Mrs. Li made a bang and suddenly shattered. The broken glass hit Mrs. Li's face, leaving a cut of about two centimeters.

Mrs. Li screamed "Ah" and dodged backward. A fist-sized stone smashed the glass, hit the wall, and fell to the ground, showing how powerful it was. Li Moer was startled and quickly used her mind to sweep outward. A dark shadow ran quickly to the northwest.

He looked at the black shadow's face and found it was little Li Zhihai. Li Moer understood that he was here to retaliate.

First, the burning firewood was put out with spiritual spring water, and then half a basin of spiritual spring water was poured into the washbasin to wash Mrs. Li's face. At this time, several people from the neighboring houses heard the sound of glass breaking and hurried over to check the situation. When they saw the kang was full of broken glass fragments and Mrs. Li's quilt was covered with blood, they were also shocked and cursed the person who smashed the glass for being too cruel and too bad. Wasn't he trying to kill people?

The bleeding quickly stopped, and Li Moer's anger reached its peak. Since you are so unkind, don't blame her for being unjust. If that stone had hit Mrs. Li on the head, she could have been killed. Since you don't take human life seriously, don't blame her for being cruel and ruthless. Besides, there are several witnesses in the room.

His mind swept out again and he saw little Li Zhihai sitting on a rock in front of his house, breathing heavily, one leg bent and the other straight, gazing off in the direction of Mrs. Li's house, muttering, "This shouldn't be happening! It was clearly lit, so why is there no movement? Did the wind put it out?"

Li Moer moved her mind, and a stone weighing forty or fifty kilograms fell from the sky and hit little Li Zhihai's calves and feet directly.

Late at night, the villagers of Xiaoli Village were awakened by a shrill scream. People nearby put on their cotton coats and went out to check on the situation.

When they saw the stone on the leg of little Li Zhihai who was lying unconscious on the ground, they all gasped.

Little Li Zhihai's parents buttoned their cotton-padded jackets, opened the door, and walked out. Li Zhihai's mother kept muttering as she walked, "Why does it sound like Xiaohai's voice? Hey, hurry up!"

He opened the reed gate and saw that neighbors had gathered outside. He saw that the person lying there motionless was none other than his own son. The stone on his leg was so shocking.

Little Li Zhihai's mother screamed, threw herself on her son and burst into tears, cursing as she cried: "Who is this beast who hit my son with a stone? He is so heartless..." A bunch of curse words came out of her mouth.

Li Moer didn't pay attention to the situation here, but found a piece of wood in the space and nailed it directly on the broken window.

Little Li Zhihai's father asked for help from the villagers next door to take his son to the hospital on a donkey cart. The villagers were in a dilemma, as they had to wait for him in the middle of the night and he wouldn't be able to sleep.

His family doesn't have a very good relationship with the neighbors. They had a quarrel over a trivial matter in the past, and they basically haven't interacted much since then. Now he asks them to help take his son away, but naturally they are unwilling to do so.

Finally, the old man took out five dollars, and the villagers next door reluctantly went to harness the cart and took little Li Zhihai to the county hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, it was already past one in the morning. An orthopedic surgeon happened to be on duty, and after a thorough examination, he found a fractured calf, a comminuted fracture of the big toe, and a fractured femur. Everything else was fine, except for the big toe, which needed amputation.

Li Zhihai's father went to pay the bill. The doctor looked at the medical records and said, "A deposit of 500 yuan will be refunded or supplemented."

The old man only brought a hundred dollars, and the doctor agreed to perform the operation only after he had said all the nice things he could.

The next morning, the neighbors near Mrs. Li’s house learned that the glass in Mrs. Li’s house had been smashed. Then, people near Li Zhihai’s house came over and learned that Li Zhihai had been smashed the night before.

When the two events were connected, the villagers immediately guessed the truth.