Zhang Sitong looked around again and found that there was a small slope next to where she put the backpack. Could it be that her backpack rolled down?

She stood up and looked down, and sure enough, the pig grass she had picked was hanging on the small slope, but she didn't know where the backpack had fallen.

Zhang Sitong slowly walked down the small slope and found that her backpack was indeed there at the bottom of the slope, but there was a person lying next to the backpack.

Without caring whether she would fall or not, she ran over quickly and took away the backpack. Only then did she see the person lying there clearly. The old man had his eyes closed.

Could it be that it is dead? I put my hand on its nose and felt it was still alive.

She shook the old man, but he didn't respond at all. Zhang Sitong looked at the slope in front of her. With her strength, it was impossible for her to carry the old man up, but she couldn't just ignore him.

After thinking for a long time, she finally stood up. She couldn't carry him, but Ruoli could definitely do it. She could even kill a wild boar. Yes, yes, yes, she went to find Ruoli.

She climbed up the slope using her hands and feet and ran all the way down the mountain. It was now breakfast time and she didn't know if Ruoli had returned. She ran home first and saw the iron guard on the gate.

She ran all the way to Tianli again, and sure enough, she saw Su Ruoli pulling weeds. She waved and called Su Ruoli's name as she ran, "Ruoli, Ruoli, come quickly."

Su Ruoli raised her head and saw that it was Zhang Sitong. She walked over quickly and asked, "What's wrong? You're sweating from running." She took the water bottle from her neck and handed it to Zhang Sitong.

"Hurry up and drink some water first. Look how out of breath you are."

Zhang Sitong took the kettle and gulped down the water, almost finishing it in one breath. Then she stopped and returned the kettle to Su Ruoli.

He pulled Su Ruoli and ran, "Ruoli, hurry up and follow me."

"Don't run yet. What happened?" Seeing Zhang Sitong so anxious, Su Ruoli also became anxious, but this person just pulled her to run and didn't say what happened.

Zhang Sitong recounted the entire story while running. Knowing what had happened and that it involved human life, Su Ruoli also sped up.

When they arrived at the place, Su Ruoli didn't care about her dry throat from running, and went down the small slope. Sure enough, she saw a skinny old man.

When she got closer, Su Ruoli was stunned. Why did the person lying here look so much like the grandfather in her memory?

Zhang Sitong saw Su Ruoli standing there blankly, so she touched her arm and said, "Ruoli, Ruoli? What's wrong?"

Su Ruoli came back to her senses and said to Zhang Sitong: "Sitong, this seems to be my grandpa."

Zhang Sitong was also shocked, "Is this really Grandpa Jian?"

Su Ruoli nodded, "It should be. Although he has lost a lot of weight, that face is the face of my grandfather in my memory."

"Why don't you take a look? What are you standing there for?"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Su Ruoli quickly squatted down and took the old man's pulse. She found that the old man was in a very weak condition. She checked again and found that there were no wounds on the old man's body. He must have just fainted from hunger.

She took off the water bottle hanging from her neck, lifted the old man's head, fed him some water, and laid him down again. The water bottle contained spiritual spring water, and after drinking it, grandpa should wake up soon.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the old man woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone who looked very similar to Jian Mei. He said in a choked voice, "Xiaomei, is that you?" Then he raised his hand and grabbed Su Ruoli's arm.

Su Ruoli's tears also came out, "Grandpa, I am a good girl, do you still remember?"

"Good girl, good girl, you are a good girl?" The old man muttered, tears streaming down his cheeks, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"No, no, I must be dreaming. How could my dear daughter be here? I must be dreaming." As he said this, the old man closed his eyes and opened them again, only to find that the person was still there.

Su Ruoli looked at the old man with a distressed face. It would have been fine if she hadn't seen him, but when she saw him, memories deep in her mind emerged. Those memories were as real as if she had experienced them herself.

Su Ruoli grabbed the old man's hand and said with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa, you are not dreaming. Squeeze my hand and see if it is real."

Jian Zhongyi pinched it and it was indeed very real. She was really a good girl!

He tried to sit up with his hands, but his hands were weak. He tried twice but failed. Su Ruoli quickly reached out and helped the old man up. He asked, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Jian Zhongyi sat up and looked at Su Ruoli carefully. "You look so much like your mother. I thought she was your mother."

Su Ruoli asked again, "Grandpa, why did you faint here? Where is my grandma?"

Jian Zhongyi sighed, "Hey! Your grandma is sick, I wanted to go to the mountains to find some medicine, but when I got here, it went black and I lost consciousness."

Su Ruoli said anxiously: "Grandma is sick? Is it serious? Grandpa, where do you live? Let's go back quickly."

"We live in the cowshed at the foot of the mountain in Liujiatun Brigade. Come on, let's go down the mountain first. We've been out for so long, I don't know how your grandma is doing."

Zhang Sitong looked at Su Ruoli with a puzzled look on her face and asked, "You live in the cowshed of Liujiatun Brigade? We've both been here for so long, but we've never seen anyone from the cowshed. I thought no one lived there."

"We don't do the same work as you do every day. We leave early and come back late. You may not see it because you live far away."

Su Ruoli was embarrassed because they lived next to the cowshed.

Su Ruoli helped Jian Zhongyi up and said, "Let's go down first. We can talk about the rest when we get back. Grandpa, can you still walk?"

Jian Zhongyi lifted his legs. Although his legs were weak, he should be able to walk slowly. He lifted his legs and walked towards the hill. However, he almost fell down after taking just one step.

Su Ruoli was quick-witted and grabbed it, otherwise he would have fallen again. "Grandpa, stop, I'll carry you up."

"Look at your frail body, how can you carry me? Just hold on to me and walk slowly. It's okay."

"Grandpa, just listen to me. I can carry it."

Zhang Sitong also said: "Grandpa Jian, just listen to Ruoli. She is really capable of carrying it. She can even kill a wild boar."

Jian Zhongyi: Thank you!

Jian Zhongyi still disagreed to let Su Ruoli carry him. His darling daughter was so thin, how could he let her suffer? "It's okay, just hold on to grandpa, and we can go up from here."

Helplessly, Su Ruoli and Zhang Sitong could only help Jian Zhongyi up on each side, and Su Ruoli asked Zhang Sitong to support him first.

She went down again and picked up the backpack, stuffing the scattered pig grass into the backpack as she walked up. When all the pig grass was collected, the backpack was full. She carried the backpack and walked down the mountain with Zhang Sitong and Jian Zhongyi.

Zhang Sitong was originally planning to carry him on her back, but Su Ruoli refused to let her, so she carried him on her back herself, and could only hold on to Jian Zhongyi with both hands.