Dibao didn't know whether she was dead or alive. Her eyes were open, but the pain in her head made her unconscious.
The wooden roof beams made her feel unfamiliar. Where was this?
If I can feel pain, does it mean that I am not dead?
"Child, are you awake?"
The gentle voice made Dibao turn around and look at the face above. It was a woman who looked to be around forty years old, but most of her hair was bald.
"How do you feel? Is it serious?" asked the middle-aged woman.
Dibao tried to sit up, but his head hurt badly every time he moved.
"Slow down." The woman supported her.
After Dibao sat up, he eased the dizziness and pain in his head and asked, "Auntie, why am I here?"
"My man went to the river to fetch water, saw you, and rescued you."
Dibao frowned slightly, touched the gauze wrapped around his forehead, and remembered what had happened.
Someone hit her on the head with a stone and kicked her into the river, trying to kill her.
Is it Gu Che?
But on that mountain, besides Gu Che and her eldest brother's family, who else could it be...
No matter what, she was able to survive thanks to being rescued by kind people.
I bent slightly, "Thank you, thank you for saving me!"
"You're welcome. I'm so glad I saved you. Child, where are you from? Do you need help?" asked the middle-aged woman.
Dibao said, "Well, do you have a cell phone?" She wanted to call her eldest brother and ask them to pick her up.
She now has a headache and dizziness even when she stands up, let alone gets out of bed. It must be serious and she can't move on her own.
Depending on where you are, medical technology may be lacking.
"A cell phone... Let me borrow it." said the middle-aged woman.
Dibao thought, don’t you even have a cell phone?
Just as I was wondering, a man's voice came from outside——
"Gillian?"
"I'm inside!"
Dibao watched as a middle-aged man walked in, about the same age as the woman. Seeing him wake up, Dibao's eyes lit up with joy. "You're awake? How's your head feeling?"
"It still hurts a little." Dibao said, "Thank you for saving me."
It can be seen that they are a couple. The "man" the woman is talking about should be him. It was he who went to the river and fished herself out of the water.
"No need to thank me, it's just a small matter. I'm glad you're okay." said the man.
"She needs to use her cell phone. Can you borrow it?"
"...Okay." Seeing that Dibao was not in good spirits, the man said, "If you feel uncomfortable, lie down first!"
"Thank you..." Dibao said thank you softly, then lay down with the help of the middle-aged woman.
When Dibao woke up again, it was dark.
She propped herself up and stood up. Her head still hurt, but it was much better than the day before.
Get out of bed slowly.
The middle-aged woman came in after hearing the noise and was surprised to see Dibao getting out of bed. "Why did you get up? You're not well yet!"
"I'm much better now." Dibao asked, "Can you lend me a cell phone?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have any to borrow. How about this, tomorrow morning I'll ask my husband to go to another village to borrow some for you?" said the middle-aged woman.
Dibao was at a loss for words, so he could only say, "Okay, thank you for your help."
"If you're feeling better, would you like something to eat? We just had dinner."
Dibao was indeed hungry. She didn't know how long it had been since she had eaten.
Walking out of the worn door in the partition, there is a very small main room outside. The interior is clearly visible at a glance. It is really a bare house.
So it’s no surprise that there are no mobile phones.
"Come and eat something. Are you hungry?" the middle-aged man greeted her politely.
Dibao sat down at the table.
The table is so small that there is barely room for a third person.
On the table were a few pieces of rough bread and a large bowl of sticky gray stuff, I didn't know what it was.
The woman helped her fill a bowl and gave her a small piece of bread. "Eat it."
"Thank you." Dibao was not picky about food at this time. It was good enough to have food to eat.
She took a bite of the bread and drank some sticky liquid. It didn't look good, but it tasted okay and wasn't too hard to swallow.
"You may not be used to it, but this is the only food we have..." The middle-aged man felt a little embarrassed.
"No, I think it's delicious." Dibao said. "Are there only two of you at home?"
After asking this question, a veiled look flashed across the couple's faces. Although they tried to hide it quickly, Dibao still noticed it.
"Yes, there are only two of us." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
Dibao didn't ask any more questions because the expressions on the two people's faces made her feel that she was asking a question that she shouldn't have asked.
She thought that the couple should have children at their age.
If they had a normal marriage, the child would be about the same age as her...
"How many families are there here?" Dibao asked.
"Eleven households."
Dibao thought it was a very small village.
In fact, there are many small villages like this in the mountainous areas of Southeast Asia, scattered here and there.
They were very poor, not even having a TV, let alone a cell phone.
Worse than a slum.
Lying in bed at night, Dibao hopes to borrow a cell phone tomorrow...
The next day, Dibao was still asleep when he heard a lot of noise outside.
She got up from the bed and walked to the door, which opened.
The noise outside stopped.
In addition to the couple, there was a third man.
He was amazed when he saw Emperor Bao's face, and then he looked up and down at her body.
Dibao was wearing a shawl-like piece of clothing given to her by a middle-aged woman. It was gray in color, but it still couldn't hide Dibao's beauty.
The man walked forward with his eyes wide open.
The middle-aged man hurriedly pulled him back, "Sangjie, this person is from another village, you can't..."
"Why not?" Sangjie raised his hand and pushed the middle-aged man away. He walked in front of Dibao and said, "Are you the woman they rescued? You are so beautiful!"
Dibao looked at him calmly.
"Come home with me? I'll marry you, how about that?" Sangjie couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, wanting to feel how tender her face was!
The women here are all rough and dark-skinned. This is the first time I’ve seen such delicate and tender skin!
Dibao waved his hand away disgustedly, "Please respect yourself!"
"So what if I don't respect myself? You're going to follow me in the end, right? I have the final say here!" Sangjie didn't hide his ugly face at all, and acted like a gangster.
The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "She's not in good health. How about this, when she gets better, I'll send her to you? It won't require you to take care of her."
Sanjie thought about it and agreed. "Okay, then I'll wait. My little beauty, please don't make me wait too long. I can't wait any longer!"
After saying that, he left, still nodding his head and staring at Dibao's face.
The middle-aged woman was in a dilemma. "My man went to borrow your phone, but Sang Ji stopped him and wouldn't let him go. Can you leave? If you can, go to another village!"
Di Bao looked at the sadness and helplessness on their faces and asked, "What's wrong? Who is this person?"
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