Chapter 11 Section Eleven

Xia Mingruo grabbed the slippery boulder at the entrance of the tomb and shouted: "Uncle!!" The rushing water washed the two of them like duckweed on the river, and the sound of the waterfall rumbling, Xia Mingruo gritted his teeth: "Hey! Ocean!" "what?" "Follow!" Xia Mingruo took a deep breath, let go of his hand, and drifted forward along the torrent.He walked in circles in the dark river, stumbling and stumbling on sharp stones, for about three to five minutes, suddenly the light was dazzling.Xia Mingruo closed his eyes reflexively, and felt blocked by something, his hands and feet were so entangled that he couldn't move, the more he struggled, the tighter he got, and when he got used to it, he found that he was caught in a fishing net.

He and the uncle who was moving around looked at each other, and then Chu Haiyang and the leopard rushed in with howls. Leopard said: "Dear mother! Dear father! Ahhhh!" Chu Haiyang said, "Don't move! If the net breaks, we will all be washed down to the bottom of the mountain!" The uncle hung up on the Internet and yelled: "Who did this? Is there any public morality? This river belongs to your family?" Xia Mingruo looked up to the sky and laughed, he looked around and suddenly saw a person squatting on the rocky beach.He teased Chu Haiyang, Chu Haiyang teased the uncle again, and the three of them stared at that man in a daze.

The old man of the Yi nationality was knocking his pipe on the stone and looking at them with a smile. "Ma Guotou..." Chu Haiyang murmured. Ma Guotou coughed and poured wine for Chu Haiyang. Chu Haiyang killed him in one go, looked at him respectfully, and waited for him to ask questions.Unexpectedly, the old man poured wine to them one by one as if he didn't see it.When it was Leopard's turn, Leopard lowered his head, preventing him from looking at his face. Five people sat down on the big bluestone by the stream, and the horse pot head set up a fire to roast the cakes, and the wet firewood was smoking in the fire.

Xia Mingruo shook his head and returned the wine to him: "I'll forget it, my stomach hurts." Ma Guotou asked, "Where?" Xia Mingruo gestured on his body: "Stomach, stomachache! Hungry!" Ma Guotou suddenly realized, took out a sweet potato from his pocket and handed it to him. Xia Mingruo said, "Thank you, sir." Ma Guotou patted him on the shoulder and said something in the Yi language.If Xia Ming didn't understand, he asked Chu Haiyang, Chu Haiyang shook his head, and the uncle took a sip of wine and said, "Ling Dingshi, he said his name is Ling Dingshi."

The uncle raised his head and asked a few more questions, and Ma Guotou answered them one by one, with a rather kind expression on his face. The Yi people have their own characters and their own language, and the grammar is very complicated, which is generally difficult for outsiders to grasp. The uncle explained: "Before liberation, he was a chieftain of the Yi nationality, a big shot." "Oh—" Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo respectfully said, "Master Ling." Ma Guotou smiled, with the reservedness and complacency unique to the elderly: "In 1952, in Beijing, I met Chairman Mao and shook hands...here, all right, let's eat."

Xia Mingruo said: "Yes, the friendship between the Han and Yi ethnic groups has a long history. During the Long March of the Red Army, the Yi compatriots sacrificed many people to support the cause of communism. Our party and people are grateful." Chu Haiyang took the sweet potato and said thank you, and suddenly found that the leopard was hiding far away, so he asked, "Leopard, are you hungry?" Leopard said in a low voice, "I'm not hungry." Chu Haiyang threw the papa in his hand to him: "Pretend!" The leopard caught it and ate it without saying a word.

Chu Haiyang laughed straight, pointed at the leopard and asked Ma Guotou: "Have you dealt with this kid before?" Ma Guotou nodded and said, "Yes, I just tied him up and beat him, and let him escape." The leopard shrank again upon hearing this. Xia Mingruo smiled and lay back, squinting his eyes to see Xiao Chen emerging from the woods, then immediately rolled his eyes and pretended to be dizzy. "The surname is Chu! The surname is Xia!" Little Chen Gui rushed forward crying and howling, "You two are heartless! Just throw me in the coffin hole alone! My mother! It's night, it's night! Bind me again! Stop! Bind my feet again! I even took my machete away! I wanted to escape but that one couldn’t escape, woo woo! The cave is full of man-eating ghosts! Ouch, my mother!”

"Mm, um, I understand." Chu Haiyang listened very seriously, his eyes were gentle, and his face was full of sincere sympathy, while Xia Mingruo continued to close his eyes and meditate.Xiao Chen wiped away tears: "Scared me to death... woo woo scared me to death... There are ghosts... There are ghosts..." "I understand, I understand..." The uncle and Ma Guotou were still chatting.The uncle sipped his wine slowly: "Old Mosu, how long have you been with us?" Ma Guotou does not hide. "He," he pointed at Leopard, "the bad guy, from the county seat."

"Young man, archaeologists," he pointed at Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo, "on the way." "You," Ma Guotou smiled and shook his head, "Who are you?" The uncle said sincerely: "I am the uncle of the boys." "Oh!" Ma Guotou smoked and laughed. Ma Guotou's son led a group of youths, carrying Chu Haiyang's and Xia Mingruo's equipment on their backs, and walked out through the overgrown vines.Chu Haiyang waved his hand, and Ma Guotou's son smiled at him from a distance, and raised the panchi knife. "Thank you!" Chu Haiyang shouted.

Ma Guotou's son smiled honestly: "Good knife!" Xiao Chen finally finished crying. After a while, the scar healed and he forgot the pain.Xia Mingruo then pretended to be waking up leisurely, and continued to eat cakes like a normal person. Ma Guotou spoke to his son slowly, and his son agreed, but the uncle put down the thick drinking bowl, stood up, and cupped his hands towards Ma Guotou. Ma Guotou was stunned, the uncle smiled again, turned his head and walked towards the dense forest by the stream. Xia Mingruo asked: "Uncle! Where are you going?" "Go to the toilet!" The uncle replied loudly.

Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo looked at each other and watched his back disappear. After a while, Xiao Chen wondered: "Why haven't you come back? It's been a really long soak." Xia Mingruo said: "The urine is not long, the key is that the toilet is far away." "What toilet?" Xiao Chen laughed, "Where is the toilet in the wilderness?" Only then did the leopard understand, and he also jumped in front of Ma Guotou, made some gestures, and was about to leave.The horse pot had a tiger's face on its head, and several bull-like youths rushed up and tied him up. Leopard howled: "Why didn't you catch him? Why didn't you catch that uncle?" Chu Haiyang quickly winked at him, Leopard followed his line of sight, and found that there was a bulging pocket beside the big rock, with a small hole in the rough cloth surface, and the chilling color of sapphire was revealed in the hole. Leopard swallowed his words, his face pale. Ma Guotou explained patiently. He pointed to an eagle hovering in the sky, and pointed to a fish in the water that was no bigger than a little finger, and finally shook his head: If you can't catch it, don't catch it.He whistled, and the group set off, moving along the creek.Xia Mingruo and Chu Haiyang were caught in the middle and couldn't escape if they wanted to.Xia Mingruo asked: "Uncle Ling, where are you taking us?" Ma Guotou said, "The stockade is just behind the mountain." Xia Mingruo faltered a little: "I can't go to the village, I'm injured, I have to go to the hospital." Ma Guotou nodded to show that he knew, and said with a puff of smoke, "I'm going only if I'm hurt... I'm going!" Xiao Chen slapped his head: "Oh! By the way, Comrade Xiao Xia, you have to go. The only barefoot doctor in Shiqi Village in our two townships lives in their village. He has been out for a few days, and he should be back in the next two days. " Chu Haiyang was very happy when he heard that, he rushed Xia Mingruo to the front of the team, and followed the young man who opened the way.When a group of people entered the village, the smoke from the roofs of the houses in the village was still there, but no one asked where the skinny man went or how he was doing, and no one dared to ask. So the thin man disappeared, just like the song he sang: O friend, bye, bye, bye. Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo followed Xiao Chen to find a doctor. The barefoot doctor was indeed at home, reading a book while lighting a fire, and his whole face was almost covered. "Comrade doctor!" Xiao Chen called him, "Doctor!" The doctor raised his head in a daze, and recognized it for a long time: "Oh, it turned out to be Xiao Chen from the village. Why are you here?" "I'll help you light the fire." Xiao Chen pushed Xia Mingruo forward, "Show him quickly, for some reason, his whole body is covered in injuries." The doctor closed the book and pulled Xia Mingruo into the sunlight to have a look.I was startled when I saw it: "Ouch! Comrade, you have been dragged by a bull, right?" Xia Mingruo said, "Exactly, comrade, how do you know?" "Because I'm often dragged by cows too!" The barefoot doctor sighed, and hurriedly took out the medicine box and spread out his belongings, "First disinfect the poison, take it well, it doesn't hurt or hurt...alcohol always stings... Well, you are not allergic to the purple potion, right?" "Not allergic." "I can't help with allergies, I only have purple syrup." He uncorked the bottle and gently applied the syrup on Xia Mingruo's wound, "Little comrade, I will teach you three ways to save yourself after being dragged by a cow, that is, call for help, call for help , If you call for help, someone will come to save you.” Xia Mingruo tilted his head to look at him. This barefoot doctor looked only twenty-seven or eight years old, gentle and fair, with a smile on his face, and he knew he was from Shanghai as soon as he opened his mouth.While applying the medicine, he instructed Xiao Chen who offered to help clean up: "Oh, don't throw away that four-legged snake, it's delicious! Oh, don't touch that nest of spiders, I raised them to kill mosquitoes! " Chu Haiyang was afraid that Xia Mingruo would make a fuss, so he held his arm and asked, "Comrade doctor, what's your name?" "Cheng," the barefoot doctor replied softly, "Just call me Xiao Cheng." "Doctor Cheng..." Xia Mingruo was about to speak, but the barefoot doctor raised his head: "Okay! It will itch when it heals in a few days, don't scratch it with your hands, or it won't grow well." "Oh," Xia Mingruo showed off to Chu Haiyang, "I'm a purple man!" Chu Haiyang thanked the barefoot doctor, but he always heard a discordant voice. When he turned his head, Xiao Chen's stomach was growling. "Stay and eat," said the Barefoot Doctor. Just as Chu Haiyang was about to be polite, the doctor waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll make some simple meals by myself, so we can eat together if you don't mind." Chu Haiyang was a little embarrassed, after all, Ma Guotou was still waiting, but Xiao Chen had already sat on the edge of the table, Xia Mingruo didn't want to move, and looked at him beggingly. Chu Haiyang had no choice but to agree, but saw a group of people carrying the leopard rush in yelling. "What's wrong?" Leopard's face was full of tears, and he couldn't even speak well, so he kept yelling, "Back! Back!" The barefoot doctor hurriedly tore off his clothes and looked back, Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo gasped. Take a breath: the back is covered with white hair. The doctor was unusually calm, turned around and asked someone to carry the leopard into the house, lay down on the bamboo bed, took some white ointment and applied it on him little by little, and finally clapped his hands and said, "Okay, it won't itch tomorrow." The leopard cried, "I'm not itchy! I'm...I'm..." "Wouldn't it be better not to itch?" The doctor said, "You can sleep a little, and you won't be sick if you don't sleep." Leopard sniffed: "Is it okay to sleep?" The doctor nodded: "I'll be fine when I wake up." Leopard closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, and the doctor drove the people who followed him out of the room, then smiled at Xia Mingruo and the others: "Let's eat." At the dinner table, Xia Mingruo asked him: "What medicine did you give the leopard?" "Fuqing Ointment." The doctor took a sip of the soup. "Can it be cured?" "I can't and I can't help it," said the Barefoot Doctor, "that's all I have." Xia Mingruo's head was dripping with cold sweat, this is a down-to-earth quack doctor!