Chapter 348

Hu Feng knew where the red fruit trees were. There was a small forest over there, and there were indeed a few red fruit trees in it. When harvesting peanuts last year, a child fell off the tree to pick red fruit and died.

"Don't go for now. When I finish cutting this, I'll go with you."

Bai Zhi lowered his head to clean up the pots and bowls, but didn't see his serious face, and said that he was just talking, so he responded casually: "Okay!"

Hu Feng took the sickle and went to work. She carried the things back to the carriage, and then took out the bamboo poles that she had brought earlier, and went to the woods in the distance.

The grove is some distance from the wheat field in the village, but it is close to the peanut field. At this time, everyone is busy harvesting wheat, and there is no one in the peanut field.

Walking along the path, they were about to enter the grove. At this time, two seven- or eight-year-old children rushed out of the grove, looking astonished and lying, and one of them fell and fell into the roadside. In the peanut field, the child in front ignored him and ran away, as if something was chasing him.

The fallen child got up from the peanut field, patted the dirt on his body a few times, and ran away with loose hair.

Bai Zhiyuan wanted to stop him and ask a few questions, but before she could speak, the child ran away without a trace. She had never seen the boy in front, but she recognized the one in the back, the youngest son of Wang Daniu's family in the village. When I came to her to buy rice, I took this boy with him. This boy was very naughty and very greedy. At that time, there were several steamed buns left over from the morning on the table at home. When he saw him and said he was hungry, Zhao Lan brought it to him. One, who knew that the boy took two bites and hid it in his arms, and said he was hungry.

Zhao Lan had a good heart, so he asked him to get it by himself. When he was ready, he hid the remaining four steamed buns in his arms. Wang Daniu watched it with his own eyes, but didn't say a word, there was still a smile in his eyes, obviously It was in favor of his son doing this, and he even praised his son for being smart when he went back.

Later, among those who sold rice and noodles, Wang Daniu was there, and Wang Daniu also came to the Hu family to make trouble with her, and it was considered a personal grudge with her.

She continued to walk forward, and when she passed the peanut field that was pressed by the Wang family's children, she saw a few red fruits scattered in the field, and a handkerchief covered with red fruits.

The handkerchief is embroidered with a cloud character, which should be his mother's name.

She picked up the veil and the red fruits scattered on the ground, thinking that if she saw the child later, she would return it to him, lest he go home and be beaten.

After walking a few steps forward, she suddenly heard a weak cry for help. She also said that she had heard it wrong, stood there and did not move. After listening carefully, there was indeed a cry for help coming from the forest.

She hurriedly rushed in with the bamboo pole, the voice was faint and hoarse, obviously this person was not in a good condition.

Under a tall red fruit tree, she found the person who called for help. It turned out to be a child. He looked like eight or nine years old. Beside him, there were many red fruits scattered. Spots, in the current situation, I really can't tell whether the spots are blood or the juice of red fruit.

She dropped the bamboo pole in her hand and rushed to the child's side, "What's wrong with you? What happened?" She stretched out her hand to hold the child's wrist pulse. The pulse was fast and there were no signs of weakness. She breathed a sigh of relief.

The child looked at her with a pale face, tears rolling down his eyes: "It hurts, it hurts!"