188 Comrade, are you okay?

Mumu followed Fu Yuanhang to the river. It was summer vacation, and many children went fishing in the water and had a lot of fun.

Mumu picked a dogtail grass and held it in his mouth. He touched Fu Yuanhang's arm and said, "Let's go fishing too."

Fu Yuanhang glanced at his watch and said, "No, I'll take you to the private plot to dig sweet potatoes, or go to the mountain to pick mushrooms and catch birds."

Mumu thought for a while and said, "Then let's go up the mountain."

Fu Yuanhang planned to take Mumu to the mountain on a small path. Most people don't know about this path. It was a path that Zhou Linglan built specifically for finding chicken mushrooms because she likes to eat chicken mushrooms.

The entrance to the trail is on the edge of their family's private plot. Zhou Linglan usually blocks the entrance with firewood, especially in midsummer when the grass and trees on the mountain grow wildly and you can't tell there's an entrance there.

Fu Yuanhang pulled two glazes and handed one to Mumu.

Mumu was very disgusted and curled her lips: "Is this a sweet potato? Can it be delicious?"

Fu Yuanhang pinched the bottom of the glaze and peeled off its skin piece by piece. The reason why he used the word "piece" is because it really works like peeling flower petals. The glaze soon revealed the snow-white flawless flesh.

Fu Yuanhang handed it to Mumu: "You'll know after you take a bite."

Mumu took it and gave him the unpeeled glaze back. He took a bite and it was sweet, crispy and juicy.

"Delicious! You can't judge potatoes by appearance. They are like pears, so thirst-quenching!" Mumu said and took another big bite.

Fu Yuanhang also ate some. The sweet and juicy flesh slid into his throat, taking away the heat of midsummer. It was so comfortable: "They are still small now. In two months, they will be bigger than your face. You can't finish one. But by then, you will be old. They won't taste good when eaten raw. You can cook them."

"You can cook them?" Mumu thought of something, "Can I dig a few and plant them in the field in front of your house? Ms. Zhong will definitely like them too."

Fu Yuanhang was not sure and shook his head: "I don't know. I have to go back and ask my mother. If the climate on the island is not suitable, it may not be able to grow." Mumu

thought about it and said: "Forget it then."

"Let's go. Let's eat while walking. If we don't go up the mountain now, we will miss the meal." Fu Yuanhang said.

Mumu: "We must not miss the meal, let's go."

The two young men took a stick to explore the way, panting as they climbed.

Mumu began to use both hands and feet: "Student Fu Yuanhang, is this the road? Are you kidding me? Whose road is so steep? It really is like climbing a mountain, but the problem is that I can't even see a bird feather. What are we looking for?"

Fu Yuanhang said: "My mother is looking for chicken mushrooms and can walk here. In the rainy season in May and June, there are a lot of them. But if you want to pick fruits or shoot birds, you have to walk up."

Mumu Mu panted and pleaded: "Actually, I'm not that interested in fruits and birds. I'm more interested in Sister Taozi's craftsmanship. How about we go back?"

Fu Yuanhang turned around and asked him: "Are you really not going up?"

Mumu shook his head: "No."

Fu Yuanhang was about to turn around when suddenly there was a "rustling" sound above his head, followed by the sound of an object hitting a tree, and then "bang la la"... "

Ahang, be careful!" Mumu quickly pulled Fu Yuanhang aside.

A black object "shua" brushed along Fu Yuanhang's arm and rolled directly down the mountain.

The two children looked at each other in horror.

Mumu: "Ahang, am I seeing right? It seems to be a person?"

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "It is a person."

In fact, they did not walk far. Mumu was lazy and was still thinking about the catfish and frogs at home. He did not want to go up. They were actually very close to the private plot.

Mumu has always been skilled and courageous: "Let's go down and take a look."

Fu Yuanhang said "huh" and put his ear to the ground. Sure enough, there were all kinds of chaotic footsteps, and it felt like they were getting closer and closer.

He said to Mumu: "Let's mess up this place and slide down in two places."

"Huh?" Mumu thought he heard it wrong.

"No time to explain, just listen to me." Fu Yuanhang used the stick in his hand to pick up the grass that had just been pressed down by the man who had just slid down, and then beat it on both sides to make some new marks.

Mumu was so smart that he immediately thought of what Fu Yuanhang was doing.

So the two children jumped around, messing up the original marks, and then slid down again from both sides of the man who had just slid down.

When they arrived at the entrance of the private plot, there was indeed a man in a Zhongshan suit lying there motionless. He was dirty all over and his original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

Mumu ran over and stretched out his hand to feel the man's breath: "Still breathing."

As soon as Mumu finished speaking, the man lying on the ground suddenly covered his chest and coughed.

The two children were so scared that they fell to the ground.

Mumu mustered up the courage to ask: "Comrade, are you okay?"

The man opened his eyes and raised his hands to block the dazzling sun: "Please... ahem... help me... up, ahem..."

Fu Yuanhang and Mumu helped the man up from the left and right.

Fu Yuanhang saw that the man's lips were severely chapped, so he took out his own water bottle, opened the lid and handed it to him.

The man moved his lips to thank him, raised his head and gulped down all the water in Fu Yuanhang's water bottle.

"Where is this place?" The man drank the water and felt alive again.

Fu Yuanhang: "Qinglian Village, the place you waded through is my family's private plot."

The man thought the two children looked like city people, but he didn't expect them to be from the village.

He nodded: "They are coming soon. Can we find a safe place to talk?"

Fu Yuanhang thought for a moment, pointed to a place separated by two plots of land and said: "There is an air-raid shelter there. If the people chasing you are not from our village, they probably don't know about it."

The man shook his head: "They are not. My leg must be broken. Please help me over there."

The two children worked together to help the man into the air-raid shelter and sit down.

After helping him in, Fu Yuanhang ran out again.

The man asked Mumu: "What is your friend going to do?"

Mumu: "Destroy the bodies and remove the traces."

The man: "..."

Mumu shook his head: "That's not what I meant. He is more careful. He must have messed up the traces we left or created a false direction. Otherwise, the people chasing you can find us by following our footprints. We also messed up the traces you left and made two false routes."

The man looked at Mumu silently, and after a while he said: "You guys are great."

Mumu: "If you have anything to say, say it quickly. We have to go back to eat."

The man: "..."

The man looked at Mumu's clear and sincere eyes, and for a moment he actually forgot what he was going to say.