"Wife, this road is not easy to walk on, I'll hold your hand."
"It's okay. It will be bad if others see it. I'll do it myself."
"Daughter-in-law...?"
Wei Jianguo turned around and saw his wife lying in the snow.
Song Shuqian looked pitiful and asked, "Who dug a hole here?"
It's not a big pit. It was probably dug by someone who was bored for fun. But he didn't expect that his wife had such a wide road that she walked directly into the pit.
Wei Jianguo held back his laughter and rescued his wife.
I checked and found that everything was fine except that there was some snow on my body.
While helping her take the photos, I said, "It's okay, it's okay, just be careful next time."
After falling again, Song Shuxi learned her lesson and let Wei Jianguo lead her, no longer thinking that she was so powerful.
After winter came, Song Shuxi disliked the cold weather and secretly reduced her exercise. Now she feels that her legs are no longer her own.
"Wei Jianguo, how far is it? I can't walk anymore."
"We're almost there. Look at the bridge in front of us. It's there after we cross it."
Wei Jianguo carefully held her hand along the way to prevent her from falling again.
Standing in front of the bridge, Song Shuqian's eyes were full of disbelief, "We're going this way?"
Wei Jianguo nodded and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll hold your hand and we'll walk slowly."
Song Shuqian felt that her legs were a little out of control.
What kind of bridge?
Two very thick ropes are used as the main support, wooden boards are laid on top as the bridge deck, and ropes are placed on both sides as handrails.
But the biggest problem was that the wooden boards on top were torn and there were pieces missing in some places. When people stood on it, the whole bridge shook.
She was scared and didn't dare to move, she didn't dare to move at all.
When you stand on it, your whole body feels still.
Song Shuxi stood at the edge of the bridge and refused to go up. No matter what Wei Jianguo said, she refused to go up. It was too scary.
"Wife, let me carry you on my back and we'll go there slowly, okay?"
"No, if you carry me on your back, your center of gravity will rise, making you more susceptible to external factors and losing your balance. And if you carry me on your back, the pressure on the bridge deck will increase. The bridge is already dangerous, what if it collapses?"
Wei Jianguo... Wow, his wife was shaking with fear, but his mind was still so clear.
I want to applaud her, what should I do?
"Then, my dear, follow me and walk where I walk. That way it will be safe.
Let’s hold hands, and if there is any danger, I can pull you back the first time, okay? "
"No, I dare not," he said confidently.
The two were in a stalemate when someone came over on the bridge, a little boy and a young woman.
The boy stood on the bridge, shaking it vigorously, and his laughter could be heard from far away.
Song Shuqian felt like she was being laughed at by a little kid.
Wei Jianguo quickly advised her, "Wife, you see it's very safe. People in the village walk on it every day, and even children dare to run on it. If you don't dare to go over there, he will laugh at you."
"I can let An An and Le Le laugh back, and they won't be afraid."
Song Shuqian spoke with confidence and did not think there was anything wrong with asking two five-year-old kids to help her get back her face.
Wei Jianguo discovered that his wife was very eloquent and could talk back to whatever he said.
He can counter every move, react very quickly, and can also play dirty.
Having said that, seeing that the mother and son had made it safely, Song Shuqian still took a deep breath, prepared herself mentally, and walked towards the bridge in small steps, led by Wei Jianguo.
"You must hold me tight. If I fall, you must catch me."
Along the way, Song Shuqian kept telling Wei Jianguo to protect himself.
When I walked onto the bridge, I felt it was not that scary, it just looked scary.
When they were in the middle of the bridge, Song Shuxi felt that she was wrong. This was not just scary, it was extremely scary. The whole bridge was shaking.
Wei Jianguo held her hand and kept talking to her to distract her and prevent her from looking under the bridge.
There was an icy river under the bridge, which was several dozen meters wide. Even for Wei Jianguo, it seemed quite scary at first glance.
After crossing the bridge safely, Song Shuqian felt that she was really amazing.
I must draw it when I get back so that my two children can admire their mother.
The weather was cold and there were only a few children playing at the entrance of the village. Wei Jianguo and his friends asked along the way and found the scholar's home.
There was only an old lady at home. She looked in good spirits and was sewing shoe soles in the house.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, Auntie. I am Xiucai's comrade-in-arms. He is out on a mission and cannot come back, so he asked me to come and see you. This is my wife, Song Shuxi."
Song Shuxi quickly greeted the old lady, "Hello, old lady."
"Come in quickly and have a drink of water. You've made such a long trip. How is Xiucai?"
The lady asked cautiously.
As a mother herself, Song Shuqian understands the feeling of wanting to know about her son's situation but not daring to know.
She took a step forward and helped the old lady into the house, "Auntie, let's go inside and talk. Xiucai and my husband are comrades-in-arms and have a very good relationship. He often comes to my house for dinner.
I have already taken leave and will be back to accompany you. But there was a temporary mission, so I followed him out.
He works very hard and always says that he wants to move up so that he can take you over earlier and reunite mother and son. "
Next, Song Shuqian talked about an imaginary scholar who was honest, upright, resolute, brave, and filial, and who always cared about his old mother.
Every year I ask my sisters-in-law for help in preparing food and clothing for my mother at home.
These clothes were originally prepared by Song Shuxi, so she didn't feel anything wrong when she mentioned them.
The old lady listened with great joy and her smile never faded.
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Wei Jianguo was also there with them, talking about their missions from time to time.
Song Shuqian finally understood why Wei Jianguo insisted on bringing her along. He was not good at talking and it would be easy for him to be exposed if he talked to the old lady.
When the village chief heard that someone had arrived, he knew it was Xiucai’s comrade-in-arms.
Come over and say hello to Wei Jianguo and the others.
The village chief said, "Comrade Wei, it's good that you are here. My aunt has not been in good health this year. She has been sick for several times since the beginning of winter. She has been lingering for a long time and has only recently gotten better."
Wei Jianguo said, "Village chief, is there a road that can be used by cars? I want to take my grandmother to the hospital for a check-up."
"There is no road. Let me take you there in a bullock cart. You drive your car and wait on the other side. Find someone to carry the old lady over."
Wei Jianguo thought it was feasible. "Is tomorrow free, village chief?"
"It's convenient. What's inconvenient about that?"
At night, Wei Jianguo and Song Shuxi stayed at the old lady's house.
In the early morning of the next day, the old lady fell ill again and her condition was not very good. She changed into a very smart outfit.
He was unwilling to follow the village chief and Wei Jianguo to the hospital.
Holding Song Shuxi's hand, the old lady said, "Miss, thank you for what you said to me yesterday. I hope what you said is true. My son is like that."
Song Shuqian's heart skipped a beat and she looked at the old lady.
The old lady patted her hands gently and said, "Mother and child are connected by heart. In fact, I have always known that the scholar is gone. He left a long time ago, right?
It’s you two who have been sending me money and things over the years, right?
Every New Year, soldiers come to accompany me, and they all say that my scholar is busy.
You all lied to me, and the village chief knows it too.
I'll cheat on you too.
Fool myself. "
Song Shuxi held the old lady's hand and couldn't say a word.
Yes, mother and son are connected by heart, how could she not know how her son was doing.
"Thank you, young lady. The clothes are very warm and I am not suffering. I will go to find the scholar. Please donate all the things at home to the village. Thank you for taking care of me over the years."
The old lady left with a smile on her face.
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