Chapter 67

After sending the two of them to a specially separated room to take a bath, the others noticed the box that Wen Zheng and Tuantuan placed on the ground, and saw the live snakes on the box. Many of them showed surprised expressions.

When the two of them rode to pick them up, they sat next to the fire and chatted with the others. They heard the information revealed by Zheng on the road, and now they were even more surprised and curious.

"Drink the decoction first. Your health is important."

When Wen Zheng and Tuantuan came out, the first thing they faced were two bowls of cold medicine placed in front of them. They seemed to be anti-cold granules melted with water, and they tasted a little sweet.

Wen Zheng stared at everyone's curious eyes, first introduced himself and Tuantuan's identity, then placed Tuantuan among the crowd, and carried the snakes to a distant building for processing. As soon as the two separated, those who were more fond of children gathered around Tuantuan, and there were also many men who were not afraid of snakes and had dealt with them before, leading Wen Zheng the way and planning to help.

"Good guy, we have to avoid snakes in the mountains because we are afraid of being bitten and have no conditions to treat them, but you chased a whole nest." Someone asked while walking on the road.

The group of people cleaning up snakes came under the shed where chickens and ducks are raised. The chickens and ducks are quite noisy and the smell is a bit unpleasant, but they are here to deal with snakes, so they don't need to pay too much attention. The smell of these snakes is not very good. I brought a few wooden benches to make here, along with a few plastic basins and knives for handling snakes.

Wen Zheng randomly selected a live snake, took it into his hand, and with a kitchen knife, he cut off the tongue and disemboweled the snake. It looked like this was not the first time he had done this kind of work. Wen Zheng answered the previous question while handling the snake: "When I was young, I lived in the countryside, and my friends at that time messed around with things in the wild. This time when I took my son to climb up from there, I disturbed a lot of snakes. , they all were arrested.”

The rest of the people looked in that direction following Wen Zheng's finger, and they all recognized how steep and difficult it was to climb. Some people took a deep breath: "How did you climb up from that place? How dangerous it is!"

"There is really no way." Wen Zheng had a wry smile on his face, and he still felt a bit lucky to survive the disaster. "My children and I are not as lucky as you. We stayed here when the flood happened. It all started when it rained heavily.”

Speaking of the time when the flood occurred, when the group of people on the mountain stayed nearby, a few people looked a little uncomfortable, but more people were curious about the experience that Wen Zheng was going to talk about. After staying on the mountain for such a long time, They don't have much information from the outside world, and they really want to know the current situation in the city from Wen Zheng's mouth.

As soon as the conversation started, more people quickly gathered around.

There isn't much to do in the mountains, and it's raining heavily now, so don't just listen to stories out of boredom.

Wen Zheng started directly by talking about the gas leak at home and taking his children to stay at the Yuehua Hotel. By the way, he also revealed that he and his children were dependent on each other. Yuehua Hotel helped arrange rooms, and the beginning of the rescue of people was quite heartwarming and made everyone applaud them, but the subsequent rat plague and the reasons behind it made people angry and sighing. When the fire and the The survivors in the hotel began to fight among themselves. The audience was shocked by this development, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that everything was traceable.

"It's really... nice to come to us." The audience fell into silence. Some people wanted to comfort but couldn't find the right words. They had no personal experience and could not feel Wen Zheng's pain.

After telling this most serious story, Wen Zheng changed his tone slightly when he told it again. The things he encountered on the road and the process he and Tuantuan dealt with were not overly exaggerated. Only some techniques were used in the description. The story was particularly ups and downs, making everyone who heard it worried and excited.

After all the stories were told, everyone who listened seemed to have experienced those situations with Wen Zheng, and became familiar with Wen Zheng when they got along with him.

Putting the snake meat that had been cleaned during the storytelling process into a plastic basin, Jian Huabin, the young man who brought Wen Zheng up at that time, took the initiative to take up the task: "Brother Wen, let us clean the snake meat. It’s such a hard work, so you go back to the house and sit down to rest.”

After Jian Huabin listened to the story, the little fear he felt towards Wen Zheng had long since turned into admiration.

"Yes, leave the task of making snake meat to me." Another fat middle-aged man said.

"Wen Zheng, let me introduce to you. This is the chef of the hotel. He is very good at cooking. You have already taken it orally."

The crowd gathered around Wen Zheng and returned to the building used to rest. It was originally a Taoist temple built on the mountain, but in this disaster situation, it is now just a place for people to live and take refuge.

After they went back, what Wen Zheng saw was Tuantuan stuffed with all kinds of snacks. You must know that even if Tuantuan's story-telling ability is not very good, at his age, as long as he tells everything truthfully, he can Get the heart of adults. Tuantuan's words and deeds, which are obviously more mature than she looks, are also thought to mean that she was forced to grow up after experiencing so much, and maybe she has some psychological problems.

The father and son received quite good treatment. After telling their stories, it was time for the people living on the mountain to explain some more detailed information about Quxing Mountain.

The activity range of all the survivors on the mountain is now divided by the habitable buildings on the mountain. In addition to the naturally formed caves, the man-made Taoist temples are located at different altitudes, from high to low and from south to north, and are divided into 15 different living bases of different sizes.

Different people live in different places, and of course they communicate with each other at ordinary times. Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan were discovered by them first and were the closest. If nothing unexpected happens, the two will be assigned to live in the No. 10 base where they are now.

"The chef said that the meal is ready. Let's talk about the rest after the meal." Jian Huabin ran out from the kitchen next to him to inform.

Just now, everyone was talking excitedly and tried to block the noise coming from the kitchen. Now they were interrupted and smelled the fragrance rushing to their noses. Originally, when Wen Zheng and Tuantuan were climbing the mountain, it was the time for dinner. Later, because of the two new members, the dinner time was postponed. Now that they felt hungry, they immediately ended the topic and began to prepare for the long-awaited dinner.

The members who had dinner of course included everyone in the base. There were not many people in Base No. 10, a total of dozens of people. Many tables and chairs were placed in different rooms. Wen Zheng and Tuantuan sat in the hall. After everyone sat down, Wen Zheng noticed that the people at this table all had a certain right to speak. Tuantuan was more curious about a person wearing a Taoist robe next to him, and looked in that direction several times.

The Taoist priest who was looked at by Tuantuan noticed this, and he was not angry but very happy. He smiled and teased Tuantuan, saying: "I think this little believer is quite intelligent. Do you want to learn Taoist classics with me?"

"No, I don't want to be a Taoist priest." Tuantuan immediately shook his head, expressing his resistance to this proposal with his body.

The people around all laughed kindly. The rejected Taoist priest also touched the long beard on his chin with a smile, and then met Tuantuan's curious eyes. Now he could see clearly why the child was curious. He lowered his head slightly and asked Tuantuan: "Do you want to touch my beard to see if it is real or fake?"

The Taoist priest had been a Taoist priest on Quxing Mountain for several years before the disaster. He had faced countless tourists and knew the psychology of these children very well. Some children would pull too hard when pulling. The Taoist priest, who was prepared to be hurt by the pulling, felt the force transmitted from Tuantuan's little hand, which was not only not heavy but also quite gentle.

Tuantuan's eyes gradually lit up as he touched his long and flowing beard. Wen Zheng and Grandpa Wen didn't grow beards very much, and even fewer people in modern society would grow long beards. It was the first time that Tuantuan encountered such a carefully groomed long beard, which felt a bit like bird feathers.

Tuan Tuan, who is essentially a bird, has different aesthetics from humans. It took him a lot of time to get used to the feeling of not being covered with feathers after becoming a human. Now he has an idea and pulls Wen Zheng's clothes and says, "Dad, I also want to grow such a long beard."

"You have good taste." The Taoist priest praised. He originally just saw Tuan Tuan as smart and cute, but now he really likes this child.

As long as you like my beard, we are good friends.

Wen Zheng can understand Tuan Tuan's thoughts, but he still has to tell him a fact that is equivalent to bad news: "You have to wait until you grow up before you can wait for such a long beard to grow on your chin."

"That will take a long time." Tuan Tuan changed his eagerness just now and became frustrated.

The people at the table took the initiative to shut their mouths from the beginning of the topic, resolutely not interfering with this fun topic. Watching these people coming and going, the corners of their mouths raised had no direction from the beginning, and the laughter that they tried to suppress came one after another. In the end, they laughed so hard that their stomachs began to hurt. It was not until the food was served that they temporarily suppressed their laughter.

Dishes were placed on the table. They were not like the sealed processed food that people eat every day at Yuehua Hotel. All the meals were fresh and hot. There were both meat and vegetables. The dishes were quite rich. It seemed that life on the mountain was as good as Wen Zheng expected. If it hadn't rained heavily soon after they came to this world, they would probably be stuck on the road when driving to the mountain. Wen Zheng took Tuan Tuan to the mountain to avoid it at the beginning.

The vegetables included wild vegetables that grew naturally on the mountain and those planted by these people themselves. After being stir-fried, they still maintained their emerald green color and crisp taste. Even the wild vegetables with a slightly bitter taste had a unique flavor.

Taoist priests did not need to abstain from food like monks. Taoist priests on Quxing Mountain could not only eat meat, but also raised chickens and ducks in the Taoist temple, and did not forget to grow vegetables. Now the vegetables planted here are all grown from the rapeseed provided by the Taoist temple.

The dried spring bamboo shoots stored in the Taoist temple and the old hens that have been raised for a long time are stewed in the same pot. The soup dish that should have been served long ago was stewed in the pot for a while because of the arrival of Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan. The chicken stewed with bamboo shoots on the table was served. The chicken soup was cool and tempting. The bamboo shoots were completely soaked and it was not difficult to put them in the mouth. They absorbed some of the chicken soup. When you bite them, the soup will seep out of them. It has the sweetness of spring bamboo shoots, delicious and has a good taste.

The chicken was stewed so soft that the meat could be pulled off the bones with a slight flick of the hand. Although the taste was not so firm, it was particularly tasty.

The amount of bamboo shoots and chicken was not much. After all, there were so many people living here and they stayed for several days. The Taoist priest would not raise too many chickens before. He stewed a large pot and distributed it to each table. However, the stewed bamboo shoot chicken soup was enough to ensure that everyone could drink half a bowl. It fully absorbed the freshness of chicken and bamboo shoots, which made people's appetites open.

In addition to chicken, the only meat left on the table was snake meat. The clean, headless and skinless snake meat was white and clean, and it was completely unrecognizable. The tender snake meat was cut and completely stained with red sauce, looking like a carefully cooked yellow eel.

Some people who were not afraid of snake meat started to use chopsticks first. The taste of snake meat was completely different from the chicken they had just tasted. It was smooth and tender. After being processed by the chef, there was no fishy smell of snake meat at all.

When eating, the tip of the tongue first feels the taste of the seasoning, and then the teeth bite it, and the snake meat rolls between the lips and teeth, and only then can you feel that the sauce and snake meat are so beautifully matched, so delicious that you can't bear to swallow it.

Once someone tastes it first and expresses satisfaction with the taste, other people who have doubts will start to convince themselves. What's more, when you are trapped in the mountains, you can't say how good the food is. As long as you put the meat in your mouth, all these concerns will disappear.

This time, the dinner time was delayed for a long time. When everyone finished eating, it was already dark, and they relied on the burning fire for lighting.

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The people who prepared the food can rest after the meal, and the rest will be responsible for the post-meal cleaning work. Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan both helped in it, and learned about the source of water here.

All daily water comes from precipitation in the sky. After multiple filtrations and water purification tablets are put into it for daily use, and all water for eating and drinking must be boiled.

Everyone is used to living in the mountains. After finishing the work that needs to be handled, it is time to sleep and rest. Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan were taken into the same room.

In the room is a large bunk bed made of tables and other things. There are more than a dozen people sleeping in this room. There is a place for the two of them to sleep on the bed. When everyone gets to the bed, it can be said that people are almost next to each other.

Wen Zheng held Tuantuan in his arms, leaving a little space between the two of them, but when the people next to him fell asleep, this space was occupied.

It was always uncomfortable to be in contact with others, but the temperature was low in the storm, the room was not very warm, and the quilts were not too thick. Everyone would automatically squeeze together at night because of the cold, and slowly get used to it.

If you can't change the environment, you have to change yourself.

After drifting on the water for two days, Wen Zheng and Tuantuan finally got a good sleep. They didn't complain about the environment here at all. It didn't take long for the two to fall asleep. They didn't even have a dream all night.

The next morning, Wen Zheng woke up early. He listened carefully to find that no one in the room had gotten up yet, so he moved very quietly.

But if you want to get up, you must first move Tuantuan away, gently pull your arm out from under Tuantuan's neck, and move your head that was against his chest at night to the pillow. Tuantuan uttered an indistinct mumble, rubbed his head against the pillow twice, and slowly opened his eyes as if he felt something unfamiliar.

"Good morning, Dad."

The father and son left the room quietly, stood under the eaves outside the door, and looked at the rainstorm that was still going on, and the plants destroyed by the rainstorm. Take a few deep breaths of the air outside, it smells much better than the smell inside the house, and is even fresher than the sewage under the mountain.

Tuantuan ran briskly to a pillar in the corridor, tiptoed and looked up, and a few seconds later, two little birds poked their heads out from the tall pillars, and immediately shrank back.

The door of the next room opened, and an old man walked out of that room. When he saw Wen Zheng and Tuantuan, he was stunned for a moment: "Why do young people get up so early? Don't you go back to sleep for a while?"

"No, I can't sleep." Wen Zheng shook his head.

The change in the old man's expression showed that he had thought of something, and his eyes looked at the two people more gently: "Then let's go outside. The scenery of this Taoist temple is not bad. It's a good opportunity for you to get familiar with the environment."

"Grandpa, where are you going?" Tuantuan asked curiously.

The old man stopped walking forward and answered patiently: "I'm going to the kitchen. We old people don't sleep much, so we get up every morning to boil water and make breakfast. We don't have to take care of the rest."

"Can my father and I help?"

"Of course." The old man was actually a little surprised.

There is no electricity or gas, and cooking here depends on firewood. Wen Zheng had just arrived and had no experience in cooking, so he chose to make a fire.

The other old people who were in charge today came over one after another. They were a little surprised to see Wen Zheng and Tuantuan, and then they couldn't help but praise them. Part of the work was shared, and the house was warm because of the fire. The old people all started chatting, and the topic gradually shifted over time.

"The rescue team should be back today, how many people will they bring back this time?"

"We can't accommodate them here, we should arrange them to other places."

"A few days ago, they said they would build some more simple houses, but it started to rain heavily before they were halfway done. God doesn't want us to live."

"Rescue team?" Wen Zheng suddenly interrupted their discussion. Tuantuan sat next to Wen Zheng, and the father and son looked similar with the same doubts.

The old people remembered that they didn't talk about the rescue team yesterday because they didn't have much time, so they immediately explained it to them.

Quxing Mountain can now maintain such an orderly order because the government is managing it. The government's personnel are distributed on the top of the mountain and on the hillside near the water, and each base will communicate through radio.

After the government settled here, it organized all the boats in Yongchang Lake to form a rescue team, and rescued a group of people every few days and returned to Quxing Mountain.

"Since there is a rescue team, why didn't we see one when we were at Yuehua Hotel?"

Wen Zheng's tone was calm, but his pursed lips and gloomy look showed that he was somewhat dissatisfied, and Tuantuan's anger was more obvious. The old people knew about Wen Zheng and Tuantuan's experience yesterday, and they understood their reactions very well. They encountered so many situations in Yuehua Hotel and were in danger several times. Now they know that there is a rescue team but they didn't go to save them. It would be strange if they didn't get angry.

"Sit down and listen to us slowly." The old people started to comfort them.

The reason came out from the old people's mouths.

When the rainstorm just came, no one thought too much. At that time, there were people paddling kayaks to try to rescue. Even the leaders of the municipal government went to other areas with difficult drainage to check the situation. It was not until later that everyone realized that the development of the matter was beyond expectations.

At that time, the management of Quxing Mountain temporarily became the temporary government here, organizing boats in Yongchang Lake to prepare for rescue. The rescue target was naturally those areas facing life-threatening situations and in urgent need of rescue.

The floor height of Yuehua Hotel and nearby buildings is one of the best in the entire urban area. This height allowed the trapped people to hold out for such a long time in the heavy rain, but it was also because of the height that they would not be flooded in a short time that their area was arranged at the back by the rescue team.

"We are inland, and there are not many ships. The rescue team consumed a lot of energy when they went out for rescue many times. Now there is flood everywhere, and it is not easy to replenish energy, so there are fewer ships going out now, and the speed of rescue is delayed."

The government did not give up the rescue, but the limited conditions forced them to send orders to many areas in need of rescue.

However, during the long wait, some people who were under too much pressure and could not see began to self-destruct.

"I heard that the area where the rescue team went this time is a high-rise residential area, not far from the city center. It is estimated that it will be next time or next time, and it will be near the Yuehua Hotel." An old man tried to comfort him.

Wen Zheng calmed down and took Tuan Tuan back to his seat, but compared with just now, both of them were much quieter.

The old people tried to persuade them to relax, until one old man said that she didn't come to climb the mountain with her, and the rescue team didn't find her. Now her family members are likely to die. She couldn't help crying.

The atmosphere in the house suddenly became sad. Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan began to comfort them in a hurry until someone came to break the scene.

"Brother Wen, you and Xiao Ling are here. I didn't see you after I got up. I looked around and found that you came to the kitchen." Jian Huabin ran in from outside and laughed.

Then he found that something was wrong in the kitchen, scratched his ear uncomfortably, and asked carefully: "Did something happen?"

"Nothing, I just told you about the rescue team."

"Ah? Oh."

Jian Huabin reacted after just a moment of confusion, and looked at Wen Zheng's face, but heard Wen Zheng's calm voice: "Are you here to ask when dinner is served?"

"Yes, it's not breakfast time yet, I'm just going to see if there's anything I can help with."

This little episode was tacitly forgotten by everyone, and the white porridge cooked in the pot was served in bowls, and the cold side dishes were placed on top of the porridge, and were taken out one after another.

Just after breakfast, the member responsible for observing the surrounding situation ran back to inform the latest news that the rescue team sent out had returned.

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