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, looking like a scoundrel. He touched Fu Yuanhang's arm and said, "Let's go and fish too."

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

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

Fu Yuanhang planned to take Mumu up the mountain along a small path. Most people don't know about this path. It was built by Zhou Linglan, who likes to eat chicken mushrooms, specifically for finding chicken mushrooms.

The entrance to the trail was on the edge of their family's private plot. Zhou Linglan usually blocked the entrance with firewood, especially in midsummer when the grass and trees on the mountain were so overgrown that it was impossible to tell there was an entrance.

Fu Yuanhang picked two cool potatoes and gave one to Mumu.

Mumu was extremely disgusted and curled her lips: "This thing is a sweet potato, right? Can it be delicious?"

Fu Yuanhang pinched the bottom of the cool potato and peeled off its skin piece by piece. He used the word "piece" because it was really like peeling flower petals. The cool potato soon revealed its flawless white flesh.

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

Mumu took it and returned the unpeeled sweet potato to him. He took a bite and found it sweet, crispy and juicy.

"Delicious! Don't judge potatoes by their appearance. They taste like pears and are very thirst-quenching!" Mumu said before taking another big bite.

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

"Can I cook with it?" Mumu thought of something. "Can I dig a few and plant them in the field in front of your house? Miss Zhong will definitely like them too."

Fu Yuanhang was not sure either, 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 possible to grow crops."

Mumu thought about it and said, "Forget it then."

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

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

Two young men were using sticks to explore the way, panting as they climbed.

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

Fu Yuanhang said: "My mother can just walk here to find chicken mushrooms. During 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 panted and pleaded: "Actually, I'm not that interested in fruits and birds. I'm more interested in Sister Taozi's cooking skills. Why don't 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 he suddenly heard a rustling sound overhead, followed by the sound of something hitting a tree, and then a "bang bang"...

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

A black object brushed past Fu Yuanhang's arm with a "swish" sound and rolled directly to the foot of the mountain.

The two children looked at each other in horror.

Mumu: "Ah Hang, am I seeing things? It looks like a person?"

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "It's a person."

In fact, they didn't walk very far. Mumu was just lazy and was still thinking about the catfish and frogs at home, so he didn't want to go up. They were actually very close to their private plot.

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

Fu Yuanhang let out a "tsk" and put his ear to the ground. Sure enough, he could hear all kinds of chaotic footsteps, and they seemed to be getting closer and closer.

He said to Mumu, "Let's clean up the mess here and slide down in two different places."

"Huh?" Mumu thought he had heard it wrong.

"There's 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 slid down, and then hit it on both sides, leaving some new marks.

Mumu is so smart, he immediately figured out what Fu Yuanhang was doing.

So the two kids slid back and forth, disrupting the original traces, and then slid down again from both sides of the same path where the man had just slid down.

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

Mumu ran over and reached out to feel the man's breath: "He's still breathing."

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

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

Mumu bravely asked, "Comrade, are you okay?"

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

Fu Yuanhang and Mumu helped the man up from both sides.

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

The man moved his lips to say thank you, then 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 came back to life.

Fu Yuanhang: "Qinglian Village, the place you are walking on is my family's private land."

The man thought the two children looked like city people, but he didn't expect they were from the countryside.

He nodded. "They're coming after us. 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 being helped in, Fu Yuanhang immediately ran out again.

The man asked Mumu: "What is your friend doing?"

Mumu: "Destroy the bodies and all traces."

man:"……"

Mumu shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant. He was more careful. He must have messed up the traces we left behind or created a false direction. Otherwise, the people chasing you could have found us by following our footprints. We also messed up the traces you left behind and created 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, please say it now. We have to go back to eat."

man:"……"

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