Hu Feng knows where the red fruit tree is. There is a small forest there. There are a few red fruit trees in it. When the peanuts were collected last year, there was a child who fell from the tree to pick up the red fruit and fell to death.

"You don't go, wait for me to cut this point and go with you."

Bai Hao bowed his head and cleaned up the pot. He didn't see his serious look. He said that he just talked about it, and he was also confused: "Okay!"

Hu Feng took the sickle to work. She took the things back to the carriage and took the bamboo poles she had brought before and went to the distant woods.

The grove is some distance away from the wheat fields in the village, but it is next to the peanuts. At this time, the big guys are busy collecting wheat, and the peanuts are not seen at all.

Walking along the path, I was about to enter the grove. At this time, two seven or eight-year-old children rushed out of the woods and looked confused. One of them fell and fell into the roadside. In the peanut field, the child in front of him did not care about him, and ran away without a life, as if something was chasing after him.

The child who had fallen for a while climbed up from the peanuts and patted the soil a few times, running away with loose hair.

Bai Yuyuan wanted to stop him and asked him a few words, but before she spoke, the child ran away without a shadow. The boy in front did not see her, but the latter she recognized that she was the youngest son of Wang Da Niu in the village. When she came to her to buy rice, she took the boy. The boy was especially naughty and his mouth was special. At the time, there were several hoes on the table at home. He met and said that he was hungry. Zhao Lan gave him the money. One, who knows that the boy ate two and went to his arms and said that he was hungry.

Zhao Lan was kind, so he let him go. He was good, and the four remaining hoes in the plate were hidden in his arms. Wang Daniu looked at him with his own eyes, but he did not say a word. There was still a smile in his eyes. Obviously, It is in favor of the son to do this, and even going back will praise his son's intelligence.

Later, among those who sold rice noodles, there was Wang Da Niu, Wang Da Niu also came to Hu family to have a trouble, and she was also a private complaint.

She continued to move forward. When she passed through the peanuts that had been crushed by the Wang family, she saw a few red fruits in the ground and a piece of red fruit.

A cloud is embroidered on the scorpion, which should be the name of his mother.

She picked up the parchment and the red fruit scattered on the ground, thinking that if she would meet the child, he would return it to him, lest he should go home.

I walked a few steps forward and suddenly heard the cry of crying for help. She still said that she had misunderstood, stood still and listened carefully. I heard the voice of crying from Lin Lizi.

She rushed to the bamboo poles and rushed in. The voice was hidden, and it was meager and hoarse. Obviously, the situation was not very good.

Under a tall red fruit tree, she found the person who was calling for help. She turned out to be a child, eight or nine years old. On his side, there were many red fruits, blue-gray blouses, and dark red everywhere. The stains, in the current situation, can't tell the spot, whether it is blood or the juice of red fruits.

She dropped the bamboo pole in her hand and rushed to the child. "What happened to you? What happened?" She reached out and buckled the child's wrist veins. The pulse was fast and there was no weak image. She sighed.

The child looked at her pale, and the tears in her eyes rolled: "It hurts, it hurts!"

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