C2 (1/2)
When Mr. Xue woke up, he felt dizzy, his throat was dry and his mouth was filled with a bitter taste. Looking at the wooden beam overhead, it was decorated with tiles. The room was dark, without even a single light bulb. It was obvious that this was not a hospital.
Was he saved by the residents near the highway?!
However, is there still a rural area without electricity? I've never heard of such a backward place around the highway!?
Zhang Xuan felt dizzy. He wanted to raise his hand to rub his glabella, but he felt weak all over. He couldn't even lift a finger. No one else but him had fallen so heavily on a bicycle! So drunk!
”Is anyone there?”
He tried to call out to her, but she sounded like a cat. Her voice was low and hoarse — she really wanted to drink some water to moisten her throat.
”Woof woof!”
Four dog heads appeared above his head, Steamed Bun, who liked being close to others, licked Mr. Xue's face, moaning and groaning; soy milk nudged Mr. Xue's hand for a caress; steamed buns were still the same bitter and vengeful dog face, silently looking at people; only I, Han Xing, was still as handsome as ever.
”Good boy.”
Mr. Xue praised them a little, but he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to. With a ”wow” sound from the steamed bun, the other three dogs immediately left Mr. Xue's side and sat down in a row.
Why do I feel like dogs are smarter?!
Steamed Bun and Steamed Bun were wolf-green, soy milk and youtiao were De Mu, dogs with high IQ and good obedience. Steamed Bun was the boss of four dogs, but he had never had such high IQ before. However, how many times had the dogs starved? Who knew how long he had been unconscious!
Before he could observe more carefully, the sound of footsteps could be heard. It was the sound of footsteps on a wooden floor. Mr. Xue suppressed his confusion and looked towards the direction of the sound — —
A teenager dressed in sackcloth walked in. He was around fifteen to sixteen years old and his height was not considered high. He was thin and delicate with a bun on his head and he was dressed in ancient attire. In his hand was a wooden tray with a clay bowl on it. It's about time for my husband to drink his medicine. ”
The accent was Henan, but it was slightly different. Mr. Xue felt a bit uneasy and gave up on getting the teenager to help him find his phone. He tried to ask, ”Thank you, may I ask where we are? Did you save me? Can you give me a call? ”
The teenager didn't seem to understand Mr. Xue's words. He was a bit confused at first, but then he patiently explained it again. The teenager then revealed a look of understanding: ”This is the Weize Pass, it's the husband that was saved by the generals when they were on patrol. But what was a phone? I've never heard of it. ”
Don't even know how to call... And generals... Weize Pass... Weize Pass... Wasn't it his wife, Guan Lao Da?
Mr. Xue looked at the young man with reverence. Then, he looked at the situation in the room. No wonder there wasn't even a light bulb! From the position of the road where he fell, it was impossible for him to live in such a poor village, so … Did he just wear it?
”…”
Ten thousand horses was not enough to describe Mr. Xue's mood. If he had not been physically powerless, he would have jumped up and howled at the top of his lungs to express how he was feeling now that he had been tricked.
Isn't it just a love of riding? Wasn't it just a fall? If he couldn't get up from the ground, he would be drunk. This was not scientific!
Mr. Xue's heart was in a mess. As a veteran amateur history buff, he knew that Weize Pass was what they were called before the Ming Dynasty. After the Ming Dynasty, they changed their name to the famous wife Guan. Weize Pass... It was unknown what dynasty it was before the Ming Dynasty!
”Husband! Husband!”
The voice of the teenager woke Mr. Xue up. Seeing Mr. Xue's blank face, he picked up the bowl, picked up the wooden spoon on the tray and comforted him softly: ”Master said that your husband is too tired and has lost his vitality. He needs to rest properly.