Ronan's Moonlit Journey Chapter 11

The morning passed quickly, and they didn't find Xiaobai.

Winter days are short, and the sunlight is as thin as moonlight after four o'clock in the afternoon. Hong Ying hasn't come back yet. In the past, grandpa would have been waiting at the head of the village, with Xiaobai lying next to him. It acts as the eyes and ears of the owner. The highway is more than ten miles away, passing through the Dazhai River Embankment and then onto the Wanghuai Highway. It depends on grandpa where he waits. The most serious time was when he walked out of eight miles and almost reached the gate of the commune revolutionary committee. Wangji, where the commune is located, has a post office, a hospital, a sales department of a supply and marketing cooperative, a food station and an agricultural tool factory. Hong Ying rides there once a week to purchase, do errands, and retrieve books and newspapers. One time, the chain broke and it was raining. Hong Ying came back through the mud with a wet and squeaking bicycle. Even so it wasn't past three in the afternoon.

Things are different today. Dry, cold, short days are one. The fear of losing Xiaobai has been fully revealed at this point. Without eyes and ears, the family's waiting or greeting at the roadside became a blind search. The search started at ten o'clock in the morning, and grandma even smelled the scent of dog meat wafting from the west of the village. Grandpa walked from the east to the west of the village, and from the west to the neighboring village on his legs that were not very flexible. After returning, his old habit of wind paralysis recurred, and he was lying in bed moaning. He and grandma forced Jianbai to find Hongying, and reached a rare agreement on this issue: Xiaobai had no hope (perhaps turned into a pile of Sh!t at this moment), and Hongying could not be found again. Thinking that Hong Ying had suffered the same fate as Xiao Bai, grandma sat on the toilet behind the curtain and burst into tears.

To avoid the chaos, Jianbai left home and went to the Dazhai River Embankment. During the slack season, farmers stay at home, and there is no one in the fields outside. The river was still and covered with thick ice. Jianbai held a copy of "Science Experiment" and read it while walking, his fingers numb from the cold in his gloves. He is short in stature and wears a double-breasted cotton-padded jacket without a blouse, cotton trousers wider than his waist, and black ingot cotton shoes that are so worn that the cotton is exposed. He stumbled around, looking like he was growing old before his time. The dirt road is uneven and the typeface jumps straight up. He couldn't string the pulsating words into sentences, and there was no need. One day he will clean these little gray and black things of various shapes from his life like fleas, so that his spirit will not be itchy every time. Is it possible that he was a book writer? After several generations, his descendants will populate a village and no one will know their ancestor and write his name. This land is more suitable for direct reproduction. Xiaosong must have a younger brother and younger sister. He has to keep Hongying by his side every night.

Jianbai met a man on the river embankment. This person made him stop waiting for Hong Ying and turn back.