Loess high slope.
Outside a barren village, a group of children played loudly. Behind several children of five or six years old, followed by two little hair heads less than two years old. With a smile on his face, the little hair head ran happily after the children in front.
Not far from these playful children, there is a row of tall poplar trees and some drooping willows. Under the shade of the tree, there is a young woman sitting everywhere. The woman's face is smiling and her attention is all focused on the two small hairy heads. Although she wears simple clothes, she can still see the difference from other ordinary women in the village.
This woman is wan Chuer, and the two little hairs chasing the big boy are legends and hunters.
Jiang Kechu's army family building is near the village. Their mother and son have moved to the army family area for a month.
Because the place where the team is stationed is really remote, not many family members come to join the army, but a five story family building is just, and there are no people living there.
A week ago, Wan Chuer found this small village five kilometers away from the army when he went out to play with two small hair heads. So every evening, Wan Chuer always took these two small hair heads out for a while.
Although most of the children here are older than legends and hunters, because Wan Chuer taught legends and hunters to make friends with candy, these children also like to play with legends and hunters.
A discordant fight suddenly came from a distance.
"Kill your little boy and dare to steal our cucumbers. I'll let you steal, you three hands!"
Listening to this imposing voice, it is Zhang Xiaoqiang, a famous bear child in the village. Relying on a pair of fierce parents, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been very domineering in the village. Most children don't like to play with Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang once tried to grab the candy in the pockets of legends and hunters. He was frightened by Wan Chuer's small dew. Zhang Xiaoqiang's parents also knew that Wan Chuer was a military subordinate and didn't dare to do anything unreasonable.
As usual, about Zhang Xiaoqiang, the bear child, Wan Chuer taught the two children that they are not afraid of trouble.
In Zhang Xiaoqiang's strong rude words, at the same time, you can hear a stubborn child's voice: "I didn't steal your cucumber. I found this half cucumber in front of the ditch."
"Fart! You picked it up? Pick up another one for me. This cucumber belongs to my family. You stole it from my family. " Zhang Xiaoqiang loves to be called "Lao Tzu" when he exports it. We can see that the effect of tutoring is good.
Hearing the fight, the children running in front immediately attracted their attention and ran directly to the fight place. The hunter and legend didn't think about it, so they ran over.
Wan chu'er had no choice but to stand up and catch up.
Turning around the wall of the village primary school, I saw a group of children encircling the city. Relying on their small size, the boy legend was drilling through the gap between the older children's legs, while the hunter was looking around to find a high place to watch the war.
Wan chu'er walked over, picked up the legend and walked to the crowd. She could see the little legend at a glance.
In the middle of the circle, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is over developed, is riding on a teenage boy. The physical quality of the boy lying on the ground is malnourished. Where is the opponent of Zhang Xiaoqiang's meat fist, that is, he uses his whole body to fight back, but he is still beaten black and blue.
Beside them, half a cucumber was thrown. The cucumber had been broken and covered with loess.
As an outsider in this village, Wan Chuer always picked himself very clearly and would not easily get involved in the conflict among the villagers.
She has a deep understanding of the complexity of human nature, so she can't cause trouble to Jiang Kechu and the army.
Wan Chuer was about to shout out the little legend. Unexpectedly, the little legend suddenly looked indignant and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Bad guys, don't hit people." The legend shouted and pulled his small hand to Zhang Xiaoqiang's arm.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see the legend. He waved his arm and wanted to throw out the small resistance on his arm. He thought that anyone's insertion was a provocation to him beyond his strength.
Wan chu'er's face changed and hurriedly separated the children in front of him, trying to jump in and catch the little legend.
Unfortunately, because of the resistance of the children in front, she was a step late. The legendary body suddenly fell to the front and saw her little face coming to the ground.
At this time, a thin and thin arm was stretched out obliquely and helped to the fallen legend. Unfortunately, the strength of that arm was too weak, but the little legend was a strong little fat man.
So after the trend of legend's whereabouts was slightly blocked, the man firmly pressed the arm, and Wan Chuer clearly heard the crisp sound of bone fracture.
She hurried over in two steps, grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's back, threw it out, threw it on the nearby haystack, and then picked up the legend who wanted to move around. After checking it, she confirmed that the legend was intact, and then turned her attention to the little boy lying on the ground.
The boy had a look of extreme pain and forbearance, cold sweat the size of soya beans oozed from his forehead, and the arm pressed by the legend did not move.
Wan Chuer slowed down his voice and said to him, "I'll check your arm. Don't be afraid. It'll be fine." Her hand gently touched the little boy's arm. Sure enough, it was broken and crushed by the legend. Wan chu'er's face was dignified. The hunter and legend looked at their mother's seriousness and didn't disturb her. Wan chu'er looked around and instructed the biggest child to help him pick up two branches. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned over from the haystack and stood up. He said fiercely to Wan Chuer, "you smelly woman, dare to fall me. Wait for me. I'll let my father break your dog leg!" Wan Chuer narrowed his eyes and glared at him. His cold and ferocious momentum suddenly frightened Zhang Xiaoqiang. The woman was so fierce that Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed his saliva, turned and ran home. At this time, the branch was also taken over. Wan Chuer quickly took off the hunter's coat, tore it into pieces, and gently and steadily tied the branch to the little boy's arm. In this process, the little boy kept biting his teeth and didn't hum or shout. Wan Chuer secretly appreciated it. She said to her children, "the little brother has broken his arm by legend." The little legend and the little Hunter immediately opened their eyes, and the legend covered his mouth in horror“ Mom is going to take her little brother to the hospital. You two walk along by yourself, okay? " The two little steamed stuffed buns didn't speak, but the little boy was difficult: "I don't have to... Go to the hospital." Wan Chuer ignored him. The legend said anxiously, "Mom, take my little brother to the hospital. My brother and I ran away."“ OK. " Wan Chuer whispered to the little boy, "don't move, or your arm will be disabled." He bent down and picked him up and walked quickly outside the village, while the hunter and legend followed his mother with short legs. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.