The carriage was bumpy all the way.

Come to a bamboo-top courtyard.

There was already smoke rising in the yard.

Hear the sound of horse hooves.

On the courtyard wall of the bamboo fence, more than ten big and small heads appeared.

The owners of the head had cautious and vigilant eyes. When they saw the carriage approaching, the vigilance in their eyes turned into joy.

"Aunt Lan, it's Aunt Lan who is back."

There was a noisy noise.

The courtyard gate is wide open.

A dozen or so clothes were neat but half-aged children who were ill but were ill were rushing out.

Boys and girls both.

Some run away, some support each other, and some are pushed in a wheelchair and landed behind.

Everyone had heartfelt smiles on their faces.

Each has its own advantages. The only common point is that it is either missing arms and legs and disabled, or has complete hands and feet, but the curvature of hands and feet seems awkward.

To describe it in one word, it means that it is a crooked melon and a jujube that is placed outside alone, and it is not capable of supporting oneself.

For example, two people standing behind and pushing a wheelchair.

The boy in the wheelchair had his feet broken at the same root, his lower limbs were weak and he could not walk at all.

The girl who pushed him was a blind man, not the kind of blind man who had his eyes open, but his eyes were empty and had no eyes.

The boy shouted in his mouth, and the girl pushed the girl to adjust the angle from behind.

The two of them cooperate skillfully, the boy is the girl's eyes and the girl is the boy's feet.

The two of them were incomplete and fell on the back, but the smiles on their faces were so clean. The sun shone on their faces, making the light even brighter.

This is a group of orphans.

A group of "bad guys" who look ordinary but cannot be evaluated as "one stick of incense" or "one flower" in the human teeth organization and cannot afford a good price will eventually become disabled and sold to beggars organizations, and beg on the street to win sympathy.

but.

The group of disabled children in the bamboo courtyard were rescued from the beggar organization by Ge Dapang and Xiulan.

And place them in this place called home.

There are elders, Aunt Lan and Uncle Ge in this place, as well as many brothers and sisters who support each other.

There is no discrimination here, no coercion or exploitation, and no punishment for not being able to get money and be beaten and scolded.

The heads of this group of disabled orphans are a different person with a unique appearance.

It is a non-human who is the same but different from Ge Dapang.

His skin is light green, from head to toe, and even his hair is light green.

This is a real tree man, a mulberry tree man who is different from Ge Dafa Pang Mu Mu.

This mulberry tree man was born with flesh and blood.

That's right, Ge Ailan, a tacky and real name, is the love crystallization of the tree man Ge Dapang and human Xiulan.

Ge Ailan rushed to the front of the team.

He was excited and as he rushed, his light green face condensed with black spots. This was a sad face. For him, the changes in expressions would be reflected on his face in the form of color.

"Mom, why have you been so seriously injured? Who is it? Where is Dad?"

"Aunt Lan, what's wrong?"

"Do you have something to do? What can we do?"

The older child, full of anxiety, rushed over, wanting to help but not knowing where to start.

The younger child's eyes were already red, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only cry silently.

Xiulan jumped out of the carriage, wiped the blood on her face, waved her hand and signaled that she was fine, but she lost too much blood and her feet became soft and almost fell to the ground.

Ge Ailan was quick-witted and held Xiulan's arm. When he saw that Xiulan's arm was wrapped around her blood-stained linen strips of blood were wrapped around her arms, anger suddenly emerged.

"Who is it, who is it? Are they the one from Mangshu Village?" Ge Ailan's head was angry, her face turned red, and her reddish skin seemed to have papules. Without a few moments, clumps of pointed green buds oozed out of his body.

This is the prelude to Ge Ailan's going to go wild.

"No, don't go." Xiulan grabbed Ge Ailan with her backhand. At this time, she arrived at the destination. The breath she raised in her heart was relieved and she could no longer feel smooth. Before she fell into a coma, she pointed to the car behind her and said weakly: "First... save... save your father."

The last three words seemed to exhaust all her strength.

Her body tilted and she fainted directly in Ge Ailan's arms.

"Milk baby, Pihou, Xiongzi, Dan'er, carry my mother in and save people with the pills in the room." Ge Ailan pointed out the four strongest boys from the crowd in one breath.

Although the anger in his eyes could not be suppressed, he continued to give a clear order, "Yadan, Qingfeng, Qiuye, you three go and boil the pot and boil the water. The hotter the better. Lan'er, Minzi, Xiaocao, bring the horse to the backyard. The remaining people should clean the ruts of the carriage. You can't let the people from Sangshu Village follow the ruts."

He fell into an inexplicable uneasy scene and was soon calmed down under Ge Ailan's instructions.

These disabled and strong-willed children support each other and do their own things in an orderly manner.

Ge Ailan rushed into the carriage and saw a strange boy lying in the carriage at first glance.

He was stunned for a moment, and had no mood or time to care about Yan Mubai, and his eyes fell on the broken Ge Dapang.

Ge Ailan's eyes shrank suddenly, and the anger in his eyes rushed to his face again. The light green around his eyes was burned red in the whole circle.

Ge Ailan cursed, and the papules on her body began to grow unscrupulously and regenerate.

Not long before long.

Hundreds of slender mulberry branches grew from him.

Each one was inserted into Ge Dapang's body.

The branches were surging one by one, and something seemed to flow from Ge Ailan's body into Ge Dapang's body.

Ge Dapang's body began to improve with the naked eye.

The injured parts of the body are like dead trees in spring, the old skin has changed into new colors, and the dry mulberry bark has shed layers after layer, rejuvenating.

In the parts of his body, clusters of active granulation began to appear.

Those tender granulations jump and cluster, full of vitality.

During this process, Ge Ailan's body was also changing.

The light green on his body became increasingly lighter and weaker again and again, and returned to his original state again and again.

The light green is like a kind of life energy, replenishing Ge Dapang's body needs, and was once again complemented by Ge Ailan.

He is like a large "power storage station" with unlimited supply, "recharged" Ge Dapang, who is struggling on the brink of death.

The hundreds of mulberry branches connected to the two are like power transmission cables, becoming thinner and thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sound of banging began to keep ringing.

As Ge Dapang's body gradually recovered, the mulberry branches connected between them became fewer and fewer.

The branches are constantly breaking.

Ge Dapang's body is constantly improving.

But Ge Ailan's body is constantly losing weight.

The light green on his body repeated the process of fading and filling.

The whole process is like a transmission of "energy conservation", transmitted from Ge Ailan's body to Ge Dapang.

cost.

It was Ge Ailan who lost weight after losing weight.

This process doesn't last long.

The branches between the two finally broke all the time.

This is the self-protection mechanism of Ge Ailan's body at work.

His "injection and infusion" cannot be used indefinitely, unless he uses the granulation and branch reconstruction method again.

However, once hurts the body, secondly hurts the foundation, three times will be fatal.

Fortunately, Ge Dapang is a mulberry tree, and his injuries have improved. He no longer needs Ge Ailan's second "infusion" for the second time.

Just as Ge Ailan breathed a sigh of relief, watching Ge Dapang wake up.

A voice like "So you are here" came in from outside the carriage.

Then there was anger with a secret joy, "My things are mine, life is mine, death is my ghost."

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Chapter completed!