Following the knock on the door, there was a childish voice.
Phew~
Along with a slight blowing sound, the lights flickering in the darkness were blown out. The house in front of them was silent, and there seemed to be no one.
"Well!"
The situation in front of him made Feng Bingwen speechless and choked. It was not that he could not sympathize with the people in the house. Suddenly, a child came knocking on the door in the middle of the night. This was too scary.
However, he really needs a place where he can spend the night, and local people who can show him the direction and the way.
"Can you open the door and let us have a rest? We are abducted children and have just escaped."
Feng Bingwen couldn't think of a reasonable reason for the three children to appear in the wilderness in the middle of the night, so he could only tell the truth.
"Abducted child?"
There was finally a sound in the house, and someone inside could vaguely hear a sigh of relief, as if they had just been so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.
"Go open the door!"
"Why don't you go and drive?"
There was a voice of dissatisfaction, and the door that had been closed amidst the small argument was opened, revealing a rough face that looked a little uneasy and nervous.
"Uncle, please let us stay for one night. We will leave at dawn tomorrow!"
"Are you not ghosts?"
Looking at the three children, two of whom were in ragged clothes and covered with scars, the man who opened the door felt a little more at ease, but still a little uneasy, so he asked one more question.
"Of course not. If you don't believe me, if you touch my hand, it's still hot."
Feng Bingwen raised his hand, wanting to prove his identity as a human being. This man with long cheeks was not polite and reached out to hold Feng Bingwen's hand. After feeling the warmth emanating from the child's palm, the man
Breathed a sigh of relief.
"come in!"
The man stepped aside and allowed the three children to enter the house. As soon as he entered the room, Feng Bingwen noticed that the furnishings here were a little strange through the relit lights.
Because there are no daily utensils, there is only a fire pit in the room, a hanging pot set up with a few branches, and there are only a few bundles of hay on the ground.
"We are hunters from a nearby village. We went into the mountains to hunt some game today, but we ended up being too late and couldn't go back, so we made do here for one night. Don't be afraid, we are not bad people."
Seeing that the three children seemed a little wary, the bearded man explained with a rough smile on his face. Another man in the room also stood up to say hello, and he seemed to have a very gentle attitude.
"Uncle, do you have anything to eat here?"
Feng Bingwen rubbed his stomach, feeling a little embarrassed. But he was really hungry and couldn't stand it anymore. Fortunately, he usually ate a lot, but even so, he was still a little dizzy from hunger.
"Eat? We have just eaten, and there is nothing hot. We just brought some dry food with us when we went hunting in the mountains, and there is still some left. If you don't like it, you can just make do with it to fill your stomach."
As he said that, the man took out three dry and hard sesame cakes from the cloth bag on the side and handed them to Feng Bingwen.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Feng Bingwen thanked him politely, and then distributed the sesame seed cakes in his hand to the other two little guys.
The three of them walked through the darkness for who knows how long. They were tired and hungry at this time. They didn't care how hard it was to chew, and they all chewed it in big mouths, not wanting to leave any crumbs behind.
Feng Bingwen wanted to check it out. Everyone knew not to eat food given by strangers, but he really had no choice now. He could only bite his teeth and eat, and wait until he had anything to say after eating.
"Where are you children from? How did you get kidnapped here?"
Seeing the three of them eating a lot, the two men looked at each other with an unexplained luster in their eyes, and then one of them asked a question.
"I'm from Qingshan County, uncle, do you know where to go from Qingshan County?"
Feng Bingwen raised his head, swallowed a mouthful of dry sesame seeds with difficulty, and asked with a little hope.
"I've never heard of Qingshan County. I only know that starting from our village and walking 30 miles west is Yuhua County."
The man shook his head and gave an answer that made Feng Bingwen feel quite disappointed.
But this is a matter of course. In the farming era, most people stayed in one-third of an acre of land. If they wanted to travel far away, they had to go to the government to get a road guide, otherwise they would be arrested as refugees. I didn’t want to mess around.
You can run around if you run.
"Yuhua County? I haven't heard of it either."
Although it has been several years, Feng Bingwen still hasn't figured out the situation in the surrounding counties. There is no such thing as a map in his place, which is strictly controlled.
"I'm from Yejiacun."
"I am from under the camphor tree."
The other two children also told where they came from, not to mention they were just two hunters. Even people who knew the surrounding situation had to shake their heads when they heard it. A village named after a surname or a special landscape must be
There are as many as there are. How is it possible to find the place where they went back with just such a name?
"Then we can't help you. We'll have to wait until you go to the government tomorrow."
"No matter what, thank you uncle!"
Feng Bingwen thanked him sincerely.
"It's a trivial matter. You can rest quickly after eating. We will take you to the county tomorrow morning."
After eating the sesame cakes, Feng Bingwen walked towards the corner of the temporary house. The light from the candlelight fell here, not much, making it look very dim. When he raised his head, his whole body froze.
A piece of yellow cloth with patterns like dragons and snakes hung quietly on the wall. Because the light was too dim, I had not seen it when I was standing a little far away. Now I came to the corner and I saw it immediately.
"Uncle, what is this?"
Feng Bingwen's body tensed up and he looked at the two men who were packing hay to get ready for bed.
"This is to ward off evil spirits. God knows how much dirt is needed in this wilderness."
The bearded man explained casually, completely unaware of Feng Bingwen's face that was hidden in the darkness and had become completely stern.
"So this is ah!"
Feng Bingwen responded, seeming to relax.
"By the way, uncle, I forgot to ask, which village are you from? Maybe we are still the same family."
"My family? Hahaha, it's impossible. Our surname is very rare. There is no one with the same surname as our Qijiagang in the surrounding areas."
"So uncle, your surname is Qi, which is really rare."
Feng Bingwen responded with a smile, but his mood was quite bitter. If he remembered correctly, one of the people who forcibly abducted him here was called Qi Laosi.
He didn't think this was a coincidence, and he wasn't really a seven-year-old child. At this moment, he couldn't fantasize and could only prepare for the worst.