“My son, I was heartbroken when I thought you had met with some terrible misfortune. You damned unfilial son, you have caused me so much suffering. If anything were to happen to you, I, your father, would not want to live anymore.”
Chen Zhanliang was already seriously injured after falling off the cliff. At this moment, Old Man Chen threw himself on him without regard for his own strength, hugging and embracing him. The pain almost made him faint, and he kept pounding the ground.
Seeing his younger brother's face turn pale and he was grimacing in pain, Chen Zhanshan quickly pulled the old man up, saying, "What are you doing? Can't you see Zhanliang is injured?"
"Why are you criticizing me? Is it wrong for me to care about my son?"
Old Man Chen glared at Chen Zhanshan. Although he hadn't come to Wild Wolf Valley willingly, he was genuinely happy to see his son alive.
With a concerned look, he asked, "Zhanliang, where are you injured?"
When Chen Zhanliang saw that Old Man Chen was crying with tears streaming down his face, and his misunderstanding of him had completely disappeared, he was deeply moved.
"Dad, I think I broke my leg."
"Oh dear, then you definitely can't work anymore, no, no, no, you definitely can't walk anymore." Old Man Chen almost blurted out the truth. "Zhanliang, don't be afraid, with your father here, I'll carry you back even if I have to."
"Dad, thank you." Chen Zhanliang said anxiously, "Don't worry about me, hurry up and find Dabao, or he won't survive."
Recalling the wolf's howl just now, Old Man Chen was still shaken. "Zhanliang, you're incredibly lucky to have survived falling from such a height. Dabao probably won't be as fortunate as you; he's likely in grave danger!"
"Dad, we can't give up on him no matter what."
“Zhanliang is right, saving lives is the priority now.” Wu Baoan said gravely. “Uncle Zhonghou, come with me to Wolf Valley to find Dabao. Zhanshan, take a few men and carry Zhanliang home first.”
Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen was horrified. "Security guard, you can hear wolves howling everywhere. We can't go any further in."
Chen Zhanliang's eyes were red with anxiety. "Father, Dabao is still in Wolf Valley. If we don't find him, he'll die."
"I know what you're saying, but Wolf Valley is teeming with wolves, and in two hours it will be almost dawn. Da Bao will probably be long gone by now..."
At this point, Old Man Chen's voice choked with emotion, and he continued with a pained expression.
"Zhanliang, I know you're worried about Dabao, but you have to think about the bigger picture. Think about it carefully, how far is it from here to home?"
Look at all these people, they're so tired from looking for you they can barely walk.
In this situation, let alone saving people, if they encounter a pack of wolves, they'll likely be killed.
Now that you're injured again, it's a miracle you even made it home with everyone taking turns carrying you. At this rate, it'll probably take three days for you to recover.
If we split up, let alone whether we can find Da Bao, just imagine if they get exhausted while carrying you and then encounter danger, that would be a real problem.
For everyone's safety, please heed my advice and don't let anyone venture into Wolf Valley again!
As soon as Old Chen spoke, everyone fell silent. Wild Wolf Valley was teeming with snakes and insects, and extremely dangerous. Going into the mountains in the dead of night was indeed fraught with peril.
Tears welled up in Chen Zhanliang's eyes. Yes, his father was right. He couldn't let these people die in order to save Da Bao. If they really encountered a pack of wolves, their chances of survival would be slim. He couldn't become a sinner in Nanshan Village.
“Village head, listen to my father, let’s go back to the village.”
Wu Baoan frowned deeply and remained silent for a long time.
Old Chen was starting to get worried when he saw that he hadn't said a word for a while.
If Wu Baoan insists on entering Wolf Valley, it's one thing for his old bones to be exhausted, but encountering a pack of wolves would be tantamount to suicide.
No way, they can go or not, he's not going to his death.
Having made up his mind, he half-squatted down and said, "Security guard, hurry up and help Zhanliang up. I'll carry him down the mountain."
Wu Baoan secretly considered that returning to the village would be tantamount to abandoning Da Bao, but if they insisted on going into the Wolf Valley to look for people, they might become food for the wolves.
He sighed helplessly, "Fine, let's go back to the village first, and gather more people to search for Da Bao tomorrow at dawn."
Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen nearly burst into tears. Was that damned Wu security guard doing this on purpose? If he had said so earlier, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to carry this brat.
Looking at the unsteady old man Chen, Wu Baoan felt a little sorry for him. "Uncle Zhonghou, how old are you? We can't let you carry me. Let the younger ones do it first."
To show his love for his son in front of everyone, Old Man Chen stubbornly insisted, "Zhanliang is my son. I only feel at ease carrying him on my back."
Wu Baoan was deeply moved. He never expected that Old Man Chen, who was usually so sharp-tongued and mean, would show such awareness in a moment of crisis. It was truly touching.
He stopped being polite and said, "Uncle Zhonghou, take it easy. If you can't hold on, just say so, and we'll take turns carrying you."
"No need, I can manage on my own." Old Chen gritted his teeth and stood up. At that moment, he regretted it.
Chen Zhanliang, that rascal, looks pretty skinny, but he's incredibly heavy on his back.
But it's too late to say anything now. Even if I'm exhausted to the point of collapse, I have to grit my teeth and bear it...
The group walked and stopped, taking turns carrying Chen Zhanliang, and finally reached the village at dawn.
Exhausted and sleepy, Old Chen looked at his home, which was so close at hand, and with all his might, he ran to the gate and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Old woman, come quick!"
Last night, when Old Mrs. Chen saw Old Mr. Chen leave the house, thinking about the sweet beets, she couldn't sit still and kept looking outside.
But he waited and waited, and still no one came back. He was so angry that he started cursing.
That old geezer! I sent him to steal beets, where has he gone? Why isn't he back yet?
Did she go to find someone else?
Impossible! He has a donkey-like face and tiny triangular eyes. Even a female dog wouldn't chase him away. Who would want him?
Will I get caught stealing vegetables?
Probably not, I didn't hear anyone shouting "Catch the thief!"
She wanted to go out and look for it, but she was afraid of the dark.
Forget it, let him die wherever he wants. I'll settle the score with him when I get back.
Grandma Chen stopped worrying and went to sleep fully clothed.
I was sleeping soundly when I dreamt that she was holding a basket of beets the size of a bamboo basket. Just as I was about to take a bite, I was startled awake by a series of chaotic footsteps outside the yard.
Immediately following was Old Chen's shout.
She sat up abruptly, noticing the first light of dawn on the horizon. She hurriedly put on her shoes, got out of bed, and went outside, immediately launching into a tirade.
"You shameless old man, you're finally back! Tell me, where have you been gallivanting around?"
Old Chen staggered into the yard, looking as if he had escaped death, and said with great grievance, "Old woman, I'm back."
Seeing his behavior, Old Mrs. Chen was furious. "You still have the nerve to talk back? I told you to steal beets, why are you only coming back now? Did you go to some brothel?"
"Old woman, stop nagging me, okay? Stealing beets almost killed me in Wolf Valley." Old Chen grinned, nearly crying from frustration.
Grandma Chen was taken aback. "I told you to steal beets, what were you doing in Wolf Valley?"
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