"Aunt Bing, the rain has stopped. Let's go!"
Aunt Bing said softly, but she didn't move. She was very soft and had no strength.
I can't help it. Time can't be delayed. I picked up aunt Bing and went down the mountain.
I want to walk a little, or even run, but I can't do it. The small stone road is very prickly. It has already been pricked, and I'm holding a person, so the weight has increased! And I don't know when the dim light went out. I don't remember. I feel it's hard to walk. I insist on walking for a long time to the foot of the mountain. What's depressing is that the bridge I can't see the bridge. The lake is flooded to the foot of the mountain. I can only see the column lights on the bridge. The columns are half submerged, and the lights have gone out. The bridge is really invisible
Damn, it's not like this, is it? God's kidding me like this? Now wait for help!!!
I looked at Aunt Bing. She was unconscious. I really don't know what to do. I'm sure I can't cross the bridge. The lamppost is half submerged. The water is at least to my chest. The distance between the two sides is ten meters and eight meters. It's OK. I can go through after a long time. But it's more than 100 meters. If something happens in the middle, neither of them can reach the shore, let alone can't save aunt Bing, I will hurt her instead!!!
What the hell?
Damn, my cell phone has no power. I can't contact Sheng Peng.
Aunt Bing didn't bring her cell phone.
I hate myself. Why don't I come out and charge it?
I look up at God, want to scold, but can't scold, and I don't seem to have time to scold, because it's raining again, dog day, has come down to this point, still want to continue, I don't know if I want to die.
I went back with aunt Bing in my arms. There was no shelter on either side, so I had to go back to the pavilion. I still can't walk fast, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier. It hurts me a little. It doesn't matter, but Aunt Bing, the rain hit her at the same time and soon got wet. She was already very cold, now Shaking out of shape, pale and terrible, black lips. The worst thing is that I don't know what I tripped over. Aunt Bing, who was holding me in her hand, flew out of her hand. Fortunately, she was just turning the corner and flew to the haystack instead of the road. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
I picked up aunt Bing from the haystack and checked it. I found that my leg was a little bit scratched and bleeding. I remembered that I had a paper towel. I immediately took it out, dried the blood, covered the bleeding place and continued to walk up the Pavilion
Finally arrived, but both sides were soaked. I put aunt Bing on the wooden stool. She was shaking out of shape. I wanted to go away. She held me tightly and didn't let me go.
"Don't worry, aunt Bing. You'll be OK. I'll make a fire."
I left the pavilion and went down to the other side. I just saw a public toilet below. I hope I can find something useful. Of course, I'm very glad that I found it. It's a public toilet with a small size. I found a large one in the men's room first I don't know what kind of broom is made of. Then I found two rolls of paper and a small bag in the women's toilet. There were some gloves and other things in the bag. I poured it out and put two rolls of paper in it. Then I dismantled a door. The toilet door was made of wood deck and twisted with screws. It was not difficult to dismantle one by one.
It's finished, but I don't think one is enough. I'll take another one. Then I take a broom and a bag and carry two doors to the pavilion. Back to go, I'm already tired. I'm glad the sky opened my eyes. The rain stopped for a while, and the door panel didn't get much wet. Although I was very tired, I didn't dare to rest for a moment. I immediately moved a big stone outside to smash the door panel, until I smashed the door panel to pieces. I packed up the smashed pieces, piled them into a pile, broke the broom, rolled the branches and leaves into a ball, and then took down the two rolls of paper and put them into it, ready to ignite
I want to cry, I really want to cry.
I've just been getting wet. The lighter is wet. It won't light. There's no fire.
What the hell?
I took the lighter, drying and blowing, praying that it would dry quickly and ignite. I was so worried that I trembled all over, but no matter how much I trembled, I didn't tremble as much as aunt Bing. She even fell off the wooden stool. I watched her fall. When she turned around, it was just Aunt Bing doesn't feel much, and she won't cry when she falls down
I think, I'm really crazy, tears streaming all over my face, I can't do anything, I can't even make a fire.
I do not give up, continue to keep ignition, may God think I pity it, finally let me light! I feel very lucky, even more lucky I succeeded in lighting up the wood from the door panels and illuminating the pavilion. I took aunt Bing and put her beside the fire. I didn't see any rain outside. I went to the public toilet to open two doors and smash them to make the fire bigger.
Soon, several door panels were burned, and the surrounding area was warm. Although it was raining outside, it was really warm around. But I didn't think there was enough wood. I went to the toilet to move it. It was raining outside. I had no choice but to move stones and smash those wooden benches. I don't know what kind of wood the wooden stool comes from. It's very tough. It took me more than ten minutes to smash one of the wooden benches. One of the wooden benches was taken out and put on the side. Both of them were smashed I spent more than half an hour, so tired that I didn't want to moveI sat by the side, looking at Aunt Bing and touching her forehead. It was still very hot. However, due to the fire nearby, her body was not shaking so much. I wanted to put it closer, but I was afraid that it would be too hot for her.
Well, now that the cold problem is solved, aunt Bing's skirt will dry slowly, but Without medicine, how can I solve aunt Bing's high fever? Hot water? But where can I find hot water? Or, what kind of herbs are you looking for?
I'm thinking. I'm thinking. I'm in a hurry.
I rummaged and thought of many ways. I vaguely remember that when I was a child with a fever, my mother would make some willow bark tea for me to drink. I remember that there were willows by the lake at the foot of the mountain. But No water, only rain, can rain drink? Or do I use tap water from public toilets? Damn, have you filtered it? The main thing is What do I use to boil water?
No matter, look for it first!
I rushed to the public toilet in the rain, rummaged and searched everywhere. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything to boil water.
I return to the pavilion.
I'm desperate, really desperate!
If it's day time, we can see smoke from the fire hotel. It's easy to find us. However, it's a bloody night, and it's raining so heavily, even Sheng Peng doesn't know that we are missing. If he comes to me, he may find that I'm not there. He doesn't know where I went, but he won't think that I'm missing unless I don't go back for a long time and aunt Bing doesn't go back for a long time.
Salvation may have to wait until the next day, or even the third day. If it continues to rain tomorrow, it is also possible to wait until the third day.
Damn, it's really up to you.
What to do?
I'm in a hurry. I'm in a hurry.
All of a sudden, I thought of something in my mind. I immediately ran to the public toilet. I moved a big stone into it and smashed the hand washing dish. The hand washing dish was made of steel, square, with a water outlet in the middle. I could barely boil a little water on the side. There was no problem with a few cups, but the hand washing dish was set on a marble table, which was very difficult to smash.
How long did I crash?
I don't know. I only know that when I succeed, my whole body is weak and I can't stand up until I have a long rest. My head is dizzy. I turned on the tap water and flushed my head to make myself sober. Then I took a rest, installed some tap water as much as possible and went back to the pavilion. I didn't stay any longer. I immediately went down the mountain and picked up a sharp stone on the road. I'm going to use this to cut the willows and pull some bark off.
I saw willows, but the place was too low and flooded. I didn't know how deep it was, so I had to walk down tentatively. Fortunately, I got to the waist. I climb up a willow tree and find myself stupid. What stone do I take? How many branches can I break to go back?
I threw away the stone, but after throwing it away, I found that what could be broken were some small branches and leaves. The toughness of big branches was very good. I couldn't break them, so I had to go ashore to pick up another sharp stone. All in all, it took me a lot of time and energy to get seven or eight pieces of small bark. Fortunately, I found a mineral water bottle, which came with the water and happened to be seen by me.
I went back to the pavilion, but Before I got close, I took a look at Aunt Bing lying on the ground. I was scared out of my wits
Guess what I saw?
I see a snake. It's really a snake. It's as thick as my two fingers. It's about seventy-eight centimeters long. It's crawling at Aunt Bing's feet. It's looking at me. It's raising its horrible and disgusting head and spitting out a letter. It's very long and red.
I swear, I hate snakes most in my life. Aunt Bing has already done this and hurt her. Cold blooded animals are cold-blooded animals. But there's a fire. Why do snakes come? Aren't snakes afraid of fire? Is the temperature too low They're not hot enough? Then feel the temperature of the pavilion climb up? What the hell is this tourist place? What broken island? How can there be snakes?
I'm a little at a loss, because I'm really afraid of snakes, but now, in this situation, even if I'm afraid, I have to fight with snakes. Damn, I don't know it has no poison. If it has, aunt Bing will die! Thinking of this, I immediately put down the willow bark and mineral water bottle in my hand and broke a branch in a nearby dwarf tree.
My legs are weak and I'm sweating, but I can't back down, I'm going forward. And the snake, who hardly changed his posture, still looked at me and spit out the letter.