When Li Tingyun walked over, the child stepped back and it was obvious that he was very scared.
Xu Erhua walked up to Li Tingyun, grabbed her and shook her head. The two returned to the backpack, found some dry leaves, started a small fire, and then strung the buns on bamboo sticks and roasted them over the fire.
After being heated, the fragrance came out. The child licked the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but walk forward while smelling the fragrance.
Li Tingyun broke his bun in half and roasted it on the fire. He could still smell the aroma of meat.
The child rushed to them.
"Here!" Xu Erhua gave her bun to the child.
The child glanced at Xu Erhua, took the bun and took a big bite.
"Eat slowly, it's hot." Xu Erhua gave the water to the child.
The child didn't take it and just kept eating the buns one bite after another.
Li Tingyun thought about the life the original owner had lived in the village, which was not much different from that of this child. When he was so young, he went barefoot even in the cold weather.
Seeing the child, she was somewhat emotionally moved, and she took off her coat and put it on the child.
The child suddenly stopped eating the buns, looked up at the two of them and bowed deeply to them.
Li Tingyun looked at the child carefully and found that the child was very similar to a child she had rescued before. The child was about this age, very sensible, and got along well with her. He often gave her snacks and even gave her a palm-sized Stitch.
Unfortunately, the child had leukemia and his body rejected the blood after the transfusion, and he ultimately could not be saved. She was sad about this for a long time.
"This child..." Xu Erhua found that the child seemed unable to speak.
At this time, an old man came running from the foot of the mountain with a cane. Seeing his grandson with two unfamiliar young comrades from afar, he quickened his pace.
The child stuffed the bun in his hand into his grandfather's hand and shouted, "Ahhh!"
"I don't want to eat it. Is this given to you by your two sisters? You can't just take other people's things!" The old man said and looked at the two young comrades.
Xu Erhua looked at the child who really couldn't speak, and asked sadly: "He, he will never be able to speak?"
"He was very smart when he was a child. But after he fell from a tree and some things happened at home, he never spoke again." The old man touched his grandson's head sadly.
After hearing this, Li Tingyun stepped forward, took the child's hand, and felt his pulse. The child was very weak, clearly malnourished, and had symptoms of anemia.
As for the amnesia, a careful examination is needed. If we can take him to the space hospital for an X-ray, we can better determine the specific symptoms.
"Young comrade, are you studying medicine?" The old man's eyes lit up when he saw Li Tingyun's actions.
Li Tingyun said with a smile on his face: "I have learned some from my master since I was a child, but I don't have the opportunity to take the exam yet."
The old man wanted to say something but heard the voices of villagers and quickly pulled his grandson to hide in the bamboo forest.
After a while, several villagers came up the mountain. One of them lived next door to Xiaozhuang and had met Xu Erhua twice.
When they met, Xu Erhua took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Aunt Xiaoyun!"
"It's Erhua. Didn't we just cut some bamboos the day before yesterday? How come they are used up so quickly?" Aunt Xiaoyun responded. She didn't see anything else but the meat buns in Li Tingyun's hand.
The other two aunts also saw it, and one of them said sarcastically, "The young educated youth is rich and can eat big meat buns. We haven't seen minced meat in our family for more than a month."
"Isn't it? It's the same in our family." Another aunt echoed, her eyes still fixed on the meat bun in Li Tingyun's hand.
Aunt Xiaoyun couldn't help swallowing, and after understanding what the other two meant, she also spoke up: "Yes, the lives of the young educated youth are better than ours, and we are pitiful."
Li Tingyun saw through their thoughts. They thought they were young and shy, and that they were embarrassed by the criticism, so he gave them the buns. He guessed that the newly arrived young intellectuals had suffered this kind of abuse many times before.
Unfortunately, she had long understood that if she wanted to survive in society, she had to be thick-skinned, otherwise she would just starve.
She ate half of the bun in big mouthfuls and stuffed the remaining half to Xu Erhua: "Eat quickly so you can get back to work. You have to go to work tomorrow and won't have time to clean the house then."
Xu Erhua was a bit shy, but remembering that she had already given the bun to the child, she took the bun and ate it all in a few bites.
The three aunts kept swallowing their saliva. They didn't expect that this trick didn't work. They looked at each other and went up the mountain in frustration.
After the three of them left, Li Tingyun whispered, "Erhua, remember to live well and be thick-skinned. Otherwise, they would have taken away half of your bun just now."
Xu Erhua looked at Li Tingyun in confusion. Li Tingyun did not explain much and asked her to think about it carefully.
The grandfather and grandson came out of the bamboo forest, and the old man said with gratitude: "Thank you, our background is not good. If we meet again in the future, we will pretend not to know each other, otherwise it will cause trouble for you."
"Grandpa, what's your name?" Li Tingyun knew that the people in the cowshed had complicated identities in the past, and their identities would become even more complicated in a few years.
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The old man looked around and made sure no one was approaching before he spoke: "My last name is Quan, which means everything. My grandson's name is Quanxin, so we all call him Xinxin."
Xinxin, this child is also called Xinxin, is this fate?
The bond with that child that was broken in the previous life was continued in this life.
Thinking of this, Li Tingyun suppressed his excitement and said, "Hello, Grandpa Quan! My name is Li Tingyun, you can just call me Tingyun." Li Tingyun greeted him politely.
Xu Erhua was still a little scared, because she had seen it before when she went back to the village with her grandmother. Anyone who got too close to these people would not have a good life.
Li Tingyun gently bumped into Xu Erhua, who came to her senses and greeted him, "Hello, Grandpa Quan. My name is Xu Erhua, but you can call me Erhua."
Grandpa Quan could see that this young comrade named Li Tingyun was really willing to make friends with them, but this comrade Xu Erhua was probably timid and somewhat cautious.
"Xinxin, grandpa's work is not finished yet. Come back with me and don't run around. It's cold, and it's even colder in the mountains." He touched his grandson's face with heartache and put the half bun in his pocket, planning to heat it up for his grandson to eat in the evening.
Xinxin returned the clothes to Li Tingyun.
Li Tingyun squatted down and took out a hot water bottle from his pocket. He handed it to Grandpa Quan and said, "Pour some hot water into it before you go to bed. It will keep the quilt warm."
"No, no, no, this won't do. You just gave buns to my grandson, and we have nothing now. We can't repay you." Grandpa Quan pushed the things back.
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