Looking at each other, one pair is as silent as a deep spring in the mountains, and the other pair is as frightening as the waves of the river.
The little girl's first two screams were when Chen Mo cut someone's cheek with a knife and pierced another person's palm, and she woke up in a daze.
Before she could react, a familiar yet unfamiliar face approached her in her hazy eyes, so close that the two cheeks were just a stone's throw away.
Then I felt my mouth being pinched open by a hand, my thirsty lips felt wet, and then a ball of moist and bitter stuff came into my mouth, and then my mouth was pinched again.
Perhaps it was the strong taste in her mouth, or she was shocked. The little girl suddenly covered her mouth with both hands, and then heard a shrill scream and a cold "get out".
The "get out" sound came from that young man who was "contemptuous" of himself. He had never felt the coldness before. His words to her before were only indifferent but not cold. This was the first time.
Chen Mo inserted the knife again, looked at the little girl, and said coldly: "If it's hard to swallow, you have to swallow it."
His voice was like an order that no one could resist, and like an elder that she didn't want to refuse. She swallowed the bitter thing in her mouth with difficulty.
Watching the little girl swallow the food, Chen Mo put her aside on the ground paved with weeds, which was made by those who had done it before. It was like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
Chen Mo put two pieces of wolf meat by the fire to roast, stood up, and left with the complicated eyes of the little girl, watching him walk towards a crowded place.
The three refugees who were taught a lesson by Chen Mo have already left. Even if the night is dark, they must leave here to avoid losing their lives.
The refugees standing by a bonfire couldn't help but shrink back when they saw the scary young man approaching. The woman with a child held the child tightly in her arms, and everyone was trembling with fear.
Chen Mo stopped in front of an old man, bent down in front of his frightened eyes, took away his water bag, and left without saying a word in his surprised eyes.
Chen Mo is not a murderer, and he does not consider himself a good person, but he is not an extremely evil person, and he will not make trouble for others who are from the same low-level background.
Chen Mo returned to the original place with the water bag. In his opinion, this was a transaction. Although it was coercive, he felt that this way the two parties were not owed anything.
Throwing the water bag in front of the little girl: "Drink."
And he took out some herbs again and put them in his mouth.
The little girl carefully took the water bag. Although she was a little resistant to the snatched thing, her mouth was dry and she was a little nauseated by the thing. She still opened the water bag and drank it in big gulps.
The cold water brought some clarity to her groggy consciousness. Only now did she realize that she was sick. Before, she had not cared about this at all in order to follow Chen Mo's footsteps.
Chen Mo walked towards her again, spit out the contents of his mouth on the palm of his hand, bent down, and squatted in front of the little girl. The little girl subconsciously blocked her mouth with her hands.
Chen Mo ignored it, grabbed her bare right foot, and gently applied the thing in his hand to the swollen ankle, very gently.
The cold feeling made the little girl feel comfortable. She couldn't believe her eyes that he could have such a gentle side.
After applying the ointment, Chen Mo pulled a piece of cloth to bandage her, then put on her shoes and socks, sat down next to her, threw a piece of almost roasted wolf meat on her body, and said: "
Eat enough before going to sleep."
Although he had no appetite, under Chen Mo's threat, he still swallowed the tired wolf meat bit by bit into his empty stomach.
Fierce sleepiness surged into her heart, forcing the stubborn little girl who didn't want to sleep to lie down next to Chen Mo, and Chen Mo also started his own practice.
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"Master."
"I am not your master."
"How to become stronger?"
"Beat, be beaten until death. As long as you don't die, you will be stronger."
"Then Master, are you very strong?"
"Of course, if I claim to be number one, no one in this world would dare to claim number two."
"Did you make a mistake?"
"That's right, you little brat, think about this slowly."
"You, what are you doing?!"
Chen Mo picked up a stone and threw it at the master whose skin was as big as the sky, and then picked up an even bigger one.
"Since the master is stronger than me, then please teach the disciple a lesson."
"Ouch, you, you, you, ouch."
A little boy threw stones at the man and chased him all over the mountain. The man also cursed: "Little bastard, I never bully those who are weaker than me. Wait until you become the best in the world one day."
One is looking for me."
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
Two ouch, one was when Chen Mo hit his head with a stone, and the other was when his foot was twisted, he fell and rolled down the hillside.
....
The next morning, the frightened refugees set off at dawn without even cooking anything to fill their stomachs.
Today, Chen Mo was not in a hurry. He even took out the last bit of wolf meat and roasted it in the remaining fire.
The little girl woke up, opened her eyes, and saw the bright sky. She sat up suddenly and saw Chen Mo sitting next to her.
"Eat, then leave after eating."
Chen Mo put the meat in front of her, took a water bag and drank some water, and began to wrap up his broken blade with a strip of cloth.
Eating breakfast for the first time made the little girl a little unaccustomed to it, and she had no appetite. She was still dizzy and her body was a little soft, but in Chen Mo's cold eyes, she still swallowed a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of water.
As soon as the little girl finished eating, Chen Mo grabbed her arm with one hand and lifted her up. He saw that her right foot subconsciously did not dare to touch the ground, it must be still in pain.
Seeing Chen Mo staring at her feet that dared not touch the ground, the little girl put her feet down without hesitation, her expression unchanged.
Chen Mo ignored her stubbornness and stroked her forehead with his hand. It was still a little hot. There was nothing he could do. He hurriedly found a few herbs in the mountains yesterday. There was no guarantee that he could cure her. It was the best result to make her less serious.
.
The little girl wanted to say that she could leave, but the next moment she was carried on Chen Mo's back and left here.
Feeling Chen Mo's warm back, the little girl seemed to remember something. Since yesterday, she had been feeling groggy, hot and cold, and her ankles were particularly painful. But in order to follow Chen Mo's pace,
She gritted her teeth and followed, fearing that if she followed him, she would lose not only him, but also her own life.
But the further she walked, the more confused she became. She was so confused that she couldn't seem to feel the pain in her feet. She also felt that there seemed to be more people around her, but she didn't care. Her only blurred vision was his back.
Then she heard him calling her. She wanted to agree but couldn't. She couldn't remember what happened after that, and then there were those things at night.
But she remembered this warm back. During the time when she couldn't remember anything, she had been lying in a warm place. A tunnel made her feel at ease. Now, she knew that he was carrying her like this yesterday.
The little girl rested her head on Chen Mo's shoulder naturally, just like yesterday. The only difference is that yesterday her eyes were closed, but today she has her eyes open.
She looked at Chen Mo's thin cheeks, it was the first time they were so close.
As she watched, her eyes began to become moist, and crystal tears rolled in her eyes. Just like her character, it was impossible to fall.
"If you dare to cry, I will throw you away."
Chen Mo said calmly.
The seemingly threatening words made the little girl finally cry. The childish cry made Chen Mo frown. This little girl had never cried so hard in front of her parents' corpses, and she didn't even complain at all along the way.
Crying like this?
Chen Mo didn't know how to persuade or persuade others. Although he said that he would throw her away as soon as she cried, he didn't do that.
Just cry if you cry.
Chen Mo would not threaten him verbally a second time and hurried on silently, thinking about how to deal with this little girl.
The little girl cried for a long time, and gradually began to weaken, and finally became silent, with only occasional sobs. Chen Mo looked sideways and saw that the little girl was tired from crying and fell asleep.
"Suppressed emotions are also illnesses and must be released."
Chen Mo inexplicably thought of what the man said. At that time, the man was criticizing Chen Mo's temper. This was also a disease. Chen Mo even muttered: You are the only one who is sick.
At night, Chen Mo did not rest in the same place with the refugees. Presumably those people were also afraid of being so decisive and making people stay together.
"Chew it and swallow it."
Watching the little girl eating the unbearable taste of the herbs, Chen Mo reminded her to prevent the little girl from vomiting.
The little girl frowned and swallowed, then drank some water. After the little girl finished eating the food, Chen Mo also changed the medicine for her feet.
After doing all this, Chen Mo continued to sit still. The little girl slowly put on her shoes and socks while secretly taking a few glances at the boy who was only a few years older than herself.
"There's nothing to eat tonight, go to bed early."
"oh."
The little girl lay down obediently on her side, with her eyes closed under the warm flame. Soon, she felt sleepy. She couldn't understand why she could still feel sleepy so easily after sleeping for so long during the day.
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"Can I ask you a question?"
There were two children, one big and one small. Chen Mo was carrying the little girl on his back. The two of them were walking on the official road with less traffic. The little girl couldn't help but say something.
"cannot."
Chen Mo refused, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to hear his rejection.
"Brother, what's your name?" The little girl paused, remembering her father's teachings, and continued: "My name is Yan Yu, Yan who is faithful to his words, Yu who is still in his infancy."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of Chen Mo, with one hand as paper and the other as pen, writing the word "Yan Yu".
This little girl can also write?
Chen Mo was a little surprised. Not many people were literate, let alone she was still a girl in the mountains.