Chapter 184

Feng Xuelan carefully distinguished and saw that the person coming was Zhang Daheng of Mu Qinong's class.

Zhang Daheng carried a man on his back, walking this way with deep feet and shallow feet, and his raincoat was also worn on his upper body. Seeing him coming, he suddenly slipped and both fell.

Feng Xuelan hurried forward and found that what fell off Zhang Daheng's back was a white haired old lady.

"Aunt, did you fall? I'm sorry!" Zhang Daheng touched the rain on his face and looked very guilty.

The old lady stood up supported by the wind and snow, came trembling to pull Zhang Daheng, and said, "young man, stand up, it's cold in the rain..."

Zhang Daheng is usually an excellent individual, but now he sits there panting, but he can't stand up.

Feng Xuelan knew that he was too tired. She first leaned the old lady aside, then came to hold Zhang Daheng's arm and put him up.

"Is the situation very bad?" Feng Xuelan put him next to a big stone and asked him to rest by himself.

Zhang Daheng bared his teeth and said, "many houses in the village have been washed down by the heavy rain. Mu team is following the village head to count the number of people. People with good hands and feet are looking for people. Let's move these old, weak, sick and disabled people out first... The key is that the road is too difficult to walk! If you step on it, the mud can not cross the foot surface! It's sticky and slippery, what the fuck..."

Zhang Daheng took a look at Feng Xuelan, swallowed back a series of dirty words behind him, lowered his voice and said to her, "I came out of the village and fell the old lady five or six times. I have to let my son know. I can't die of heartache!"

"Her son has to thank you for saving his mother from the dangerous place." Feng Xuelan turned to look at the old lady and found that she had been looking at the mountain over there and talking.

"You have a rest." Feng Xuelan patted Zhang Daheng on the shoulder, and then came to the old lady.

"Aunt, what are you looking at? Is there anything on the mountain?" Feng Xuelan asked.

The old lady looked back at Feng Xuelan and saw that she was also wearing military clothes. The old lady couldn't help touching her tears, pointed to the mountain over there and said, "our old man said to go to his parents' grave while the rainy season didn't come. Unexpectedly, it began to rain as soon as his front feet left..."

The wind and snow Lan was surprised when she heard the speech. She thought it had rained for so many days. Has this man been trapped in the mountain?

"Aunt, is there a place to take shelter from the rain on the mountain?" Feng Xuelan asked.

The old lady nodded, wiped her tears and said, "last year, he built a shed next to his parents' grave and said that we are so old that we should prepare ourselves to dig two pits... The old man can eat a bit of grass roots and bark, but he's afraid... He's afraid he won't survive the rain..."

Watching the old lady crying helplessly, Feng Xuelan couldn't help locking her eyebrows.

At this time, Zhang Daheng came over and asked Feng Xuelan, "what's going on?"

Feng Xuelan took him aside and told him what the old lady said. Zhang Daheng also looked embarrassed and looked up at the mountain

The road they are taking now is a relatively flat road that has been repaired. Even so, it is very difficult to send people out. Although the mountain is not high, the soil is soft. It is very difficult to climb it, let alone go to the mountain to find someone.

"I'll send the old lady out first, and you can report it up." Zhang Daheng said this, looked at Feng Xuelan's expression, frowned and said, "Feng Xuelan, did you hear me? Report to company commander! Understand?"

Feng Xuelan saluted him and replied, "I understand!"

Zhang Daheng couldn't help smiling, touched the rain on his face and muttered, "you little girl is very interesting. All right! I'll go first!"

He took the old lady on his back and walked away with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Feng Xuelan looked at the mountain and thought about it. According to the method Lu Mingyan told her before, he said hello and went to find the third platoon leader.

The news soon reached Chen Huofan's ears. Chen Huofan didn't dare to delay for a moment and reported it immediately.

Feng Xuelan didn't know how Chen Huofan would deal with it. After reporting to the platoon leader, he returned to his position.

She felt a little strange. She didn't know why she began to want to "help" others.

Maybe infected by the surrounding atmosphere? Or is it the people she has seen and the things she has experienced for so long that she has made such a change? Just now she just saw a bottle rolling down the mountain and felt that someone there might need "help".

Now she just saw an old lady wipe her tears, and her heart felt very uncomfortable. She even had an urgent impulse to go up the mountain to find someone

The words "sympathy" and "help" should not be so familiar to her, nor should she think of or do it.

When she had not become alpha, when she experienced pain and suffering, she cried out in her heart more than once, hoping that someone would sympathize with her and help her. But such a person has never appeared.

No one sympathized with her, let alone helped her.

So after she became alpha, her heart had long lost the status of these two words. For quite a long time, she did not "sympathize" or "help" anyone.

Until one day, one time

If she insists that she has sympathized with and helped anyone, it may be only once in her previous life.

At the beginning, alpha "sympathized" with a person, "helped" a person, and then rebelled against tomorrow's day for that person

The result was quite miserable. Feng Xuelan didn't even want to recall it.

In short, she is very resistant to the words "sympathy" and "help".

Wipe the rain on his face again. Feng Xuelan advised him not to think so much.

At least she can't act recklessly, because now she has begun to want to abide by the discipline of the army.

After gam happened, Feng Xuelan realized how much she liked her current identity and her environment. If she wants to stay here and maintain her identity, she can't be too arbitrary.

Maybe one day she will give up her identity and say goodbye to the environment. That's why she cherishes the "now".

Take another look at the hill, the wind and snow waves shake their heads.

In this case, let alone save people, an old man in his 60s and 70s living in a mountain village doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, whether it is worth saving, or even whether he cares about it.