Chapter 26 Saner

San'er was carrying a big basket and a branch with a hook on his back. He was walking with his body tilted and his head lowered, but his eyes kept looking around.It was getting late, so I picked up some rags, filled the baskets, and went home. Walking through a square, a group of people were standing on the sidelines, watching the soldiers shooting targets, San'er also walked forward.I saw soldiers standing in a row, with the officer on the side; a soldier in front, kneeling on one knee, held his gun flat, aimed at the iron plate, and with a bang, the bullet hit the plate, and jumped to the sidelines Come.San'er suddenly thought that if the marbles were picked up, they could be sold for a few coppers, which was much more valuable than rags.He leaned forward and slowly moved the marble with the hook. The soldier looked at him and said nothing.San'er squatted down and picked it up, putting it in his arms.

He picked up seven or eight in a row, but no one paid attention to them, and no one stopped him, so he liked them very much. After a while, a few more children came and saw San'er picking up the marbles, so they all came over.San'er turned around and saw it, fearing that someone else would snatch it from him, so he hurried to the edge of the cards. Suddenly there was a cry, and San'er was shot. He spun around with his basket and fell to the ground. The soldier was shocked when he heard this, but immediately turned his face straight, and walked to him calmly. Everyone gathered around, and someone shouted, "San'er is sick! Tell him to go home!"

Not long after, his mother came running up while crying, and picked up San'er from the ground.The soldier kicked the basket away and also lowered his head.I saw San'er's face was as white as paper, and blood was continuously oozing out from the hole in the front skirt.His mother cried and said, "Our child can't live! You gentlemen pay his life!" The officer sneered, pointing his bayonet at a wooden board standing on the sidelines and said, "Isn't it clearly written on the board that we won't let him die?" Idlers come forward? Your child caused trouble by himself, why should we pay with our lives? Who told him not to read!"

Just as he was struggling, San'er suddenly gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up, picked up a pile of rotten papers on the ground, and put them in the basket; then struggled to pick up the basket, pulled his mother and said, "Mom, our family... Go home!" His mother was still crying and making noises, San'er walked away by herself, and his mother hurriedly followed. As soon as he entered, San'er put down the basket and sat down on the ground with his eyes closed, rubbing his stomach with both hands, already exhaled more breath and less breathed in.At this time, the door was full of people, and the neighbors crowded in. Some said, "Buy a plaster and stick it on, maybe it will stop the bleeding."

Some said, "It's better to take it to a foreign hospital for treatment. Last year our uncle..." Suddenly the crowd separated, and a soldier walked in, holding a small scroll in his hand, and said, "This is twenty yuan, and it was given to you by our company commander!" A bloody hand took the bill, handed it to his mother, and said, "Mom gives you the money..." His mother burst into tears as she accepted it. The soldier hurried out, and at that time—San'er was already dead! country". )