Chapter 989 She Can Go Down the Mountain

In fact, not to mention them, even Yan Huan herself forgot what festival it was today.

She took all the firewood she picked up outside. Today's weather is good, so she picked up more and burned it for a few days.

The weather was getting warmer and warmer, and the snow on the mountain began to melt. The chilblains on Yan Huan's hands were getting better day by day. At least now the swelling began to subside, as if overnight, the swelling subsided. Originally, her fingers were like a small carrot, but now they are much better, and they are slowly returning to their original state. It is impossible to heal the traces of being frozen so easily. Some scars are inevitably left on her fingers, but they will fade away with the passage of time, and they will reappear on her fingers next year, freezing to pain, freezing to itching, freezing to want to cry.

When it was the second day of February, a bunch of people came to get their hair cut. Yan Huan had no time to spare that day, and of course she earned a basket of eggs.

This basket of eggs, plus the eggs that Changsheng's mother has been saving, is already two big baskets. If they are sold down the mountain, they can also make a lot of money.

"I'll go with you," Yan Huan reached into her pocket and pinched the twenty yuan in her pocket. She made money from these eggs by cutting hair for others. It would be better if it was cash, but the village gave less cash, and it was easier to collect eggs, and they didn't take them out of their pockets, so the people in the village were a little strange about this kind of barter, and liked to use eggs as currency.

"Are you going?" Changsheng asked again uncertainly, "It's a long way to go back and forth."

"It's okay, I want to go down and take a look," Yan Huan raised her face, she smiled, a little expectant, and a little nervous.

She was afraid that Changsheng would not let her go, and she was also afraid that Changsheng would say that she couldn't go, she couldn't get off, and she had to wait, waiting endlessly.

Changsheng thought about it, waited for a long time, and then nodded, "Okay, then you get up early tomorrow morning and go with us."

"Thank you," Yan Huan finally loosened her fingers holding the money, and her palms were already sweating. She could finally go down the mountain. She had spent almost a year in this village, and she was almost frozen to death. Finally, she could go down the mountain and start looking for the way home.

She lay on her kang, not feeling cold at all. The cotton quilt had the smell of natural cloth. Apart from that, there was no other strange smell. She could sleep here at night and almost fall asleep peacefully. She would not feel cold, the stove would not go out, and she would not worry about whether someone would break in in the middle of the night.

However, she still did not fall asleep that night. She tossed and turned, fearing that if she slept too hard, she would miss the chance to go down the mountain, and she didn't know when she would have to wait for the next time.

She wanted to go home, she was crazy.

The next day, before dawn, she had already gotten up early. She put on the new cotton-padded jacket that Changsheng's mother had prepared for her, and also put on new shoes. But even so, she still felt something was wrong, until she touched her face, the unevenness on her face reminded her what was wrong.

Her face...

Maybe she didn't care. She had been beautiful and ugly before. The outer appearance was no longer important at this time. No one and nothing would be more important than her going home. But she thought so. She felt it didn't matter. But what about others? She was afraid of others' pointing and disgust. She was also afraid that they would not let her do anything when she saw her face like this, even a phone call was not allowed.

She found a piece of cloth and wrapped her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

Before dawn, she prepared food under the oil lamp, and also saved the food for Changsheng's mother. She was afraid that they would leave early and Changsheng's mother would have nothing to eat.

"You got up really early." Changsheng smiled honestly, "In fact, we don't have to be so early. We have to wait until dawn to set off. The mountain road is not easy to walk on, so be careful."

"I will," Yan Huan lowered her head to eat, and also moved her leg slightly. Although her leg was a little lame, it did not affect her walking, just like her face, not very good-looking, but very practical.

After finishing the meal, Changsheng carried the big basket of eggs on his shoulders, and then took Yan Huan to prepare to go down the mountain.

When they arrived at the head of the village, Yan Huan knew why Changsheng agreed to let her go down the mountain. It turned out that this time, not only the men in the village, but also women and the elderly went down the mountain. No matter how poor she was, or even a cripple, she had better leg strength than an old man.

The mountain road was actually not that difficult to walk on. It was also a flat road, but it took a long time to walk. They set out at dawn in the morning, and now when the sun rose, they seemed to be still halfway up the mountain.

It might be noon by the time they got to the town outside. Yan Huan followed the others closely and did not stop to rest. She had been collecting firewood almost all winter, and sometimes she had to go back and forth many times, so she could still stand this short distance.

"Xiao Yan, are you okay? Can you still walk?"

Changsheng asked Yan Huan worriedly, and saw that she was holding one leg and walking very pitifully and with difficulty. Is her leg really okay? It's so lame?

"Not bad," Yan Huan smiled, and walked without blushing or panting. So on the surface, one of her legs was lame, but in fact, she was much more relaxed than many people. She had been a soldier, and let's not talk about other things for now. At least walking was much easier for her.

Sure enough, they arrived at the foot of the mountain near noon, but Yan Huan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She thought it might be better at the foot of the mountain. At least there would be the most basic things, such as telephones, computers, and other things. But the foot of the mountain was not much different from the mountain. It was all tattered. However, one thing that was better than the mountain was that there was electricity here.

Changsheng put the basket on his back on the ground, and then sat aside, waiting for others to buy eggs. Yan Huan also sat down. She was unfamiliar with the place and didn't dare to run around.

Soon, more people came to the street, and the people in Murakami found a place for themselves to sell the things they brought with them. However, there were more people looking than buying.