Azan's mother then invited them into the house to eat. The fragrant mushroom and meat noodles were served on the table, which was really mouth-watering.

Azan Niang uses the best wild chicken leg mushrooms, which are chewy and full of fragrant juice, and are really delicious.

During a break in the meal, Ranmo looked at the bandage on Azan's arm and couldn't help but recall the time he'd injured his arm in a fall. Children are at the greatest risk of accidental injury. Ranmo wasn't particularly active, but he'd suffered from it all.

She broke her arm three times as a child. The first time was when Ranmo was five or six. She spent her days hanging out with other children, leading a monotonous and boring life.

Under the dim sky, everyone, their clothes worn and their faces pale, toiled and panted numbly. The yellow earth bordered the earthen buildings, and the children, their faces covered in dust, spent their days doing nothing but shouting and chasing each other around.

Occasionally, when they catch a "tornado ghost", they will excitedly gather around it, eager to get in and follow it up to the sky.

No one supervised these kids; if they got too naughty, they'd get yelled at. When they got tired of playing, they'd just lie down at the entrance of a work unit or under a wall, their faces expressionless again, blending into the endless, dull, yellow hue.

Occasionally, a freight wagon from the countryside would arrive, rushing around and kicking up clouds of dust. The horses would snort and lift their front hooves high, tilting the carts backward to unload their cargo. Smooth brown or dark green dung balls would be scattered on the ground.

The noise brought a touch of life to the lifeless town. Children loved to gather around the horses to watch the fun, but they didn't dare to get too close for fear that they would kick and injure others.

Although Ranmo was small, she ran and played very fast, and her friends could not catch up with her at all. In the evening, they chased and played in this wide field where people and horses mixed together as usual.

Suddenly, a blood-red horse came charging towards him. Ran Mo was terrified and ran forward desperately. However, he lost his footing and fell to the hard ground, his arm aching.

Her mother rushed over and took her to the hospital for examination, where she found that her arm was broken.

Ranmo told her mother that she had fallen and been injured while being chased by a friend. Her mother took her to the family to seek justice. The parents were understanding and sympathetic, comforting the mother and child and even readily paying for their medical expenses.

The little boy's name was Hongyun, and he was one of the few kind and polite children. Unfortunately, his family moved away soon after, and I never saw him again.

This was a grudge in Ranmo's heart. At that time, it was mainly because the horse galloped over and scared him, and it had nothing to do with the other children.

She should have told the truth, even if she couldn't get compensation. Besides, if she went to the carriage owner to reason with him, he would have to take responsibility.

People in those days, although poor, did not default on their debts.

Worse still, she would suffer two more fractures. One was during a sports activity. She was running, jumping, and even doing somersaults on the track when she accidentally fell to the ground. Her elbow hit the hard ground, causing a fracture.

Another time, when she was at her grandfather's house, an older girl from the next-door neighbor's house started playing with her. She grabbed her thin little arm and twisted it back and forth. She felt her arm hurt so much that she quickly broke free and ran back home.

Then her mother took her to the street. When they were crossing the intersection, a speeding truck came. She was so nervous that she started to jog and fell to the ground. When her mother pulled her up, she felt the pain in her arm was unbearable.

Her mother rushed her to the hospital for a checkup. As expected, she had another fracture. It was unclear whether it was from the previous sprain or the fall.

Her two thin arms were so fragile that they couldn't withstand falls. Every time she broke a bone, she had to put on a splint and bandages, and rest for a long time before the bandages could be removed. It would take another while for them to fully heal.

There was still a minor flaw. Her elbows could bend quite far in the opposite direction. Someone else caught a glimpse of her and was a bit surprised. She quickly made up a lie, saying she'd been dancing since she was a child, which was why her arms were so flexible.

It was not until the third time she broke her arm that the doctor threatened her that if she broke her arm again, she would have to put nails in her arm. Only then did she remember the doctor's advice, pay attention to everything, and be extremely careful, and no more accidents happened.

After finishing her meal at Azan's house, Ranmo wanted to help with the dishes and clean up. Azan's mother quickly stopped her and told her to just stay with Azan and talk for a while. She knew her own children didn't have many friends, and Ranmo was a friendly and reassuring child.

Ran Mo looked at Azan's injury. Azan moved his arm slightly. Although it was still a little painful, it was much better than before. The two of them talked about the accidental injuries their friends had suffered when they were young.

Looking back on that life, I'm surprised by the number of unfortunate events that befell my friends. Two incidents involving child casualties stand out in my memory.

A boy ran to the construction site to play. There were no warning signs. Unexpectedly, the crane head of an old crane suddenly fell from mid-air and the boy was killed on the spot.

There was another elementary school classmate who was quite mischievous. Ran Mo witnessed him swinging on a wire rope that was pulled diagonally down from a power pole when the wire suddenly leaked electricity, knocking him unconscious and trapping him on the wire.

The situation was extremely critical. Fortunately, an adult nearby was able to rescue him and rush him to the hospital for emergency treatment. Watching the thick needle enter his body gave the onlookers a chill. Fortunately, he survived.

What's even more frightening is that the telephone pole is right near Ranmo's house. She occasionally pulls it for fun. I hope nothing happens to anyone.

If it were still modern times, Ranmo would really have to find a way to prevent such tragic incidents from happening. At least, he would have to ask the relevant units to strengthen safety management education and post safety warning signs.

Fortunately, there were no modern inventions like cranes and electricity, so such a tragedy would not have happened. But what if there were other unexpected events?

Ran Mo suddenly remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked Azan: "Do you still remember when you were a child, there was a family named He, there were two sisters in the family, and the elder sister was the one with a slight hunchback?"

Azan thought for a moment and said, "Oh, you're talking about He Xiaomei and He Xiaoxing's family?" "Yes, yes, do you know if everything is okay at their home now?"

"They're all fine, aren't they? I saw He Xiaoxing a while ago, and she seemed fine. Why are you asking about them?"

Ran Mo heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that they were all fine. He then recalled the tragic incident in his previous life.

Things in the world are unpredictable, and the most regrettable thing is the brevity and fragility of life's journey.

The pair of sisters next door, the younger sister was as pretty and slim as a flower, but the older sister was ugly and suffered from a serious disease, a severe hunchback, probably called neurofibroma in medicine, and there was no cure at that time.

Outside the town there is a water channel formed by melted snow from the mountains. The water is not deep but cold and fast.

There is not much entertainment in the town and it is extremely hot in the summer. Children can't help but take risks to go there to play, and as a result, children drown every year.

One time, the two sisters went to play in the canal. As if under a spell, the younger sister accidentally slipped into the canal and was swept away. The older sister chased her frantically along the canal for several kilometers and even lost her shoes...

Later, the body was found downstream. The father held his dead daughter in his arms and wept bitterly. He then used a belt to severely whip the hunchbacked sister, whose cries were deafening and extremely miserable.

Ranmo couldn't bear to think about it anymore and just asked Azan where her family was now. Azan saw that Ranmo looked strange, so he told her where her family lived and said that he could take her there if she needed anything.

Ran Mo also had no way of knowing whether that human tragedy would happen again in this life, but fortunately it had not happened yet. She had to prepare for the future anyway and find a flexible way to warn them.

Thinking of this, she decided to go find He Xiaomei and the others immediately. However, seeing Azan's injuries, she felt embarrassed to ask him to lead the way, so she told him to rest at home. She would go alone.

Azan said with a slightly annoyed look, "My arm is just injured, not lame, so why can't I go? Your business is my business. I'll say hello to mother, and we'll go."

After that, he went into the kitchen and told his mother that he wanted to go out for a walk with Ranmo. His mother chatted with Ranmo for a few words and asked her to come often. Ranmo thanked her and then went out with Azan.

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