When Zhang Dajun arrived, Brother Sanxi was already straight and thrilled.
A man closed his eyes slightly, just like he had fallen asleep, and died peacefully
Zhang Dajun walked towards Brother Sanxi step by step and went up and grabbed his hand: Brother Sanxi, why are you leaving? You have printed me and you want to help us build roads. You have gone out of the mountains. You have never done a car and train. Your dream has come true.
Zhang Dajun felt very uncomfortable
He and Sanxi have been close friends for many years, and they are also close friends for a long time. If Dajun only has one close friend in Mopan Village, then Sanxi will be
The three of them cried for a long time, and Dazhuang's tears were already dry. Cuihua's wife looked at the sky stupidly and said nothing. She felt despair.
Dajun advised: Brother Dazhuang, stop crying, the dead are gone, and those who live in secret will live. Let's take care of the living.
Li Dazhuang suddenly jumped up and shouted: Save people!
He left his third brother's body and set out, and entered the rescue again with Zhang Dajun.
The bodies were pulled out, and the injured were pulled out
Da Zhuang was like the army going crazy, digging the rocks desperately
This sudden earthquake and storm made Li Dazhuang and Zhang Dajun show the heroic spirit of a soldier.
Li Dazhuang waved his hand and was well-organized. He quickly divided all the living people into three parts, each serving his own duties.
The first part is that young and middle-aged people continue to dig stones to save people, send the injured into a tent to rescue them, and drag the dead into the threshing ground at the village entrance.
The second group is a mildly injured person who helps to set up a tent and rescue the injured.
The third group is women and the elderly, busy helping people bandage wounds and taking care of children
The rescue continued until dawn the next day. At that time, Zhang Dajun and Li Dazhuang were exhausted and tired and could not get up.
Zhang Dajun's feet were on the blood of the villagers, and he felt deeply moved. The destruction of nature made him feel the insignificance and fragility of life.
Compared with the destruction of nature, human wisdom is simply vulnerable.
They pulled more than a hundred corpses from the pile of rocks, including men, women, elderly and children. Each bloody corpse was once a living life, and now there is nothing left.
The army sat on the stone and was silent for a long time, smoking one by one. He felt that he had grown up a lot all of a sudden. After experiencing the test of life and death, people suddenly became vicissitudes.
Dazhuang said: Dajun, what should we do next?
Zhang Dajun sighed and said: What else can I do? Build the dead and continue to build our homes.
Three days later, all the dead were buried, Mopan Mountain became lively, and hundreds of graves were added, paper ashes were flying, and howling sounds were heard.
Brother Sanxi was buried in the Li family's ancestral grave like others. The seven-year-old Ruyi wore a filial hat, and Cuihua's sister-in-law was also wearing white clothes.
Dazhuang burned a pile of yellow paper in front of the third brother's grave, and the paper ash rose all over the sky, as if the third brother's soul had refused to disperse for a long time.
Li Dazhuang originally had four brothers, and his eldest brother and second brother starved to death during the famine in the 1960s.
My father and mother also starved to death, leaving only him and his third brother
He was only 5 years old that year, and it was the third brother holding his hand and walking step by step to this day. The third brother is only two years older than him, but he plays the dual role of his brother and his father.
He's close to anything delicious
If it weren't for him to go to high school, the third brother would have worked hard to make money in the coal mine, and he wouldn't have been hit by a stone.
After the third brother was injured, Dazhuang immediately quit school despite his dissuasion.
He originally wanted to use his shoulders to support this family so that his brother and sister-in-law could live a better life. He happened to meet the village recruiting soldiers, and the brigade could subsidize 50 kilograms of food every year, so he resolutely joined the army.
After Dazhuang demobilized, he promised to take his brother out of the mountains in the future, buy him new clothes, take a car, and take a train.
This promise has not been fulfilled yet, and my brother died like this. Dazhuang felt very guilty.
This earthquake not only affected Mopan Village, but also the other four villages were not spared.
The people in Mopan Village are more active. Except for the elderly and children, most of them are on the mountain. When the earthquake comes, they are on the mountain road.
Although his steps were unstable, he was swaying all over his body, but there was no disaster on his head, so he escaped this disaster
Because the weather is hot, most people in other villages hide at home to enjoy the cool air. When the storm of wind and earthquake hit him, there was no time to escape from the house, so there were much more people who died than Mopan Village
This major earthquake and strong wind made Mopan Village not recover for five years, and gave them the most tragic blow.
Zhang Dajun was relatively lucky and rushed home three days later
After arriving at home, I was surprised to find that my house was fine and stood proudly
His father Zhang Taihui and his mother Zhang He were having dinner at home
Zhang Dajun asked strangely: Dad, mom, are you okay?
Zhang Taihui said, "What's wrong? It's okay at all, why are you looking forward to us being smashed to death?"
Dajun said: No, I'm wondering why our house is so sturdy?
Zhang Taihui smiled: This house was built by your grandfather Zhang Qingtang. The foundation below goes five feet deep underground. The walls are all reinforced concrete. Not to mention the collapse, there are not even cracks on the walls.
The army believed Zhang Taihui's words, and during the Republic of China, grandfather Zhang Qingtang took his father to live in seclusion into Mopan Mountain.
The good structure of the Zhang family's house can resist the earthquake that has never happened in a century
Dajun asked quickly: Are Huaihua and Yuhuan okay?
Zhang Taihui said: It's okay, the structure of the Zhang family ancestral hall is also very solid. Your mother went to see it just now, and the locust flowers are pretty good.
Zhang Dajun sighed, his two wives were fine, he felt much more at ease
As for others... they die, they have nothing to do with the Zhang family
Zhang Dajun is not that great yet, so he can't be compassionate.
The earthquake and the storm were just one of the disasters that the heavens added to Mopan Village. A few days later, the third disaster followed one after another.
The third disaster is hail
The hail disaster came on the third day after the earthquake
The storm came and went quickly. Although the clouds covered the sky and the sun, no drop of rain fell.
Not only did it not alleviate the drought in Mopan Village for several months, but the entire village was ravaged.
Three days later, the dark clouds in the sky had not dissipated, and they were getting thicker and thicker, and the dark clouds were pressed down very low.
At the beginning, countless white and crystal grains fell from the sky, small like rice and large like eggs. Later, they became bigger and bigger, and the biggest actually caught up with the fist.
When people's heads were smashed and hurt, they realized that it was not rain at all, but hail like fists
Hail mixed with snow particles caught people working in the fields off guard, and their heads were bleeding, looking for a place to hide.
The big hail poured down densely, hitting the roof, hitting the water tank and ironware, crackling, smashing the trees in the yard, falling down one by one, and creaking and breaking sounds everywhere
The chicken coop and the newly repaired wall in the yard collapsed again, the chickens in the chicken circle were smashed to the edges, and the chickens crowed and the dogs were barking.
The village has just been baptized by the sudden wind, and many people live in homemade tents. The tents cannot withstand the hail attack and are torn apart.
Hail passed through the canopy and hit people's body, almost all of his ribs were broken
The adults held the child and curled up in the corner of the tent and shouted to the sky and the earth.
After a stick of incense, the hail had fallen into a thick layer, getting thicker and deeper.
On this day, Zhang Dajun did not leave the Zhang family ancestral hall and was always with Huaihua. Listening to the sound of hitting on the roof, Dajun asked Huaihua: Are you afraid of Huaihua?
Huaihua lay in the warm arms of the army: Dajun, I'm not afraid. With you by my side, I'm not afraid of the sky falling. If I die, we'll die together.
Zhang Dajun smiled, touched Huahua's bulging belly, and stroked the woman's belly back and forth.
Huahua will give birth in another three months, and Zhang Dajun determined that the child in Huahua's belly was his son.
A hero like Zhang Dajun, my son must be a hero when he is born.
I am a hero, I am a fool, I am a fool, the dragon gives birth to dragon, phoenix gives birth to phoenix, and the mouse's son can dig holes
This kid will be a master of hole digging in the future
Locust flowers, are they uncomfortable? Zhang Dajun asked with concern
Huaihua said: It's not uncomfortable, he... always kicks me, just as naughty as you
Zhang Dajun lowered his head and pressed his ears against Huaihua's belly. He could hear his son's heartbeat. The little guy was really uneasy and kicked his feet only.
The snow-white belly of the locust flower kicked Zhang Dajun's face, pounding and slamming, very comfortable
Huaihua hugged Dajun's head and asked: Dajun, how do you know it must be his son?
Dajun said: Of course I know the seeds I sowed in. They must be my son. What a pity. He made them at night and couldn't see clearly. If they were made during the day, the quality would be better.
Huaihua burst into laughter and raised her hand to light a brow: You are just poor-mouthed, it is clearly done during the day, not at night, you forgot, you were helping me with seven days at that time
Zhang Dajun remembered that the child was indeed broadcasting in the seventh day, and it was during the day.
Dajun said: That must be his son
Huaihua asked: What if she was born as a daughter?
Dajun said: I like it too. As long as it was you, I like it.
Huaihua said: If she was born as a son, she would definitely look like you, and her daughter would definitely look like me when she was born. I like her daughter, her daughter is not naughty, and her son is naughty
Dajun said: He dares? If he dares to be naughty, I will beat him back to his womb... and rebuild it.
Huaihua giggled and hugged Zhang Dajun's waist, and Zhang Dajun also hugged Huaihua's shoulders.
It's so uncomfortable to hold it in your body, but unfortunately Huaihua is currently pregnant and can't have sex
Huaihua said: Dajun, if you feel uncomfortable, go home and let Yuhuan accompany you. I can withstand it alone. Besides, isn’t there any Ah Huang? Don’t let your mother come here tonight.
Zhang Dajun said: How can that work? I'm afraid you're alone
Huaihua said: But...what should you do if you feel uncomfortable?
Dajun said: If you ask me to touch it...it won't be uncomfortable
Huaihua smiled and slipped into the quilt. She grabbed the man's hand and pressed it on her room. Zhang Dajun's hand started to touch Huaihua's plump breasts.
A man closed his eyes slightly, just like he had fallen asleep, and died peacefully
Zhang Dajun walked towards Brother Sanxi step by step and went up and grabbed his hand: Brother Sanxi, why are you leaving? You have printed me and you want to help us build roads. You have gone out of the mountains. You have never done a car and train. Your dream has come true.
Zhang Dajun felt very uncomfortable
He and Sanxi have been close friends for many years, and they are also close friends for a long time. If Dajun only has one close friend in Mopan Village, then Sanxi will be
The three of them cried for a long time, and Dazhuang's tears were already dry. Cuihua's wife looked at the sky stupidly and said nothing. She felt despair.
Dajun advised: Brother Dazhuang, stop crying, the dead are gone, and those who live in secret will live. Let's take care of the living.
Li Dazhuang suddenly jumped up and shouted: Save people!
He left his third brother's body and set out, and entered the rescue again with Zhang Dajun.
The bodies were pulled out, and the injured were pulled out
Da Zhuang was like the army going crazy, digging the rocks desperately
This sudden earthquake and storm made Li Dazhuang and Zhang Dajun show the heroic spirit of a soldier.
Li Dazhuang waved his hand and was well-organized. He quickly divided all the living people into three parts, each serving his own duties.
The first part is that young and middle-aged people continue to dig stones to save people, send the injured into a tent to rescue them, and drag the dead into the threshing ground at the village entrance.
The second group is a mildly injured person who helps to set up a tent and rescue the injured.
The third group is women and the elderly, busy helping people bandage wounds and taking care of children
The rescue continued until dawn the next day. At that time, Zhang Dajun and Li Dazhuang were exhausted and tired and could not get up.
Zhang Dajun's feet were on the blood of the villagers, and he felt deeply moved. The destruction of nature made him feel the insignificance and fragility of life.
Compared with the destruction of nature, human wisdom is simply vulnerable.
They pulled more than a hundred corpses from the pile of rocks, including men, women, elderly and children. Each bloody corpse was once a living life, and now there is nothing left.
The army sat on the stone and was silent for a long time, smoking one by one. He felt that he had grown up a lot all of a sudden. After experiencing the test of life and death, people suddenly became vicissitudes.
Dazhuang said: Dajun, what should we do next?
Zhang Dajun sighed and said: What else can I do? Build the dead and continue to build our homes.
Three days later, all the dead were buried, Mopan Mountain became lively, and hundreds of graves were added, paper ashes were flying, and howling sounds were heard.
Brother Sanxi was buried in the Li family's ancestral grave like others. The seven-year-old Ruyi wore a filial hat, and Cuihua's sister-in-law was also wearing white clothes.
Dazhuang burned a pile of yellow paper in front of the third brother's grave, and the paper ash rose all over the sky, as if the third brother's soul had refused to disperse for a long time.
Li Dazhuang originally had four brothers, and his eldest brother and second brother starved to death during the famine in the 1960s.
My father and mother also starved to death, leaving only him and his third brother
He was only 5 years old that year, and it was the third brother holding his hand and walking step by step to this day. The third brother is only two years older than him, but he plays the dual role of his brother and his father.
He's close to anything delicious
If it weren't for him to go to high school, the third brother would have worked hard to make money in the coal mine, and he wouldn't have been hit by a stone.
After the third brother was injured, Dazhuang immediately quit school despite his dissuasion.
He originally wanted to use his shoulders to support this family so that his brother and sister-in-law could live a better life. He happened to meet the village recruiting soldiers, and the brigade could subsidize 50 kilograms of food every year, so he resolutely joined the army.
After Dazhuang demobilized, he promised to take his brother out of the mountains in the future, buy him new clothes, take a car, and take a train.
This promise has not been fulfilled yet, and my brother died like this. Dazhuang felt very guilty.
This earthquake not only affected Mopan Village, but also the other four villages were not spared.
The people in Mopan Village are more active. Except for the elderly and children, most of them are on the mountain. When the earthquake comes, they are on the mountain road.
Although his steps were unstable, he was swaying all over his body, but there was no disaster on his head, so he escaped this disaster
Because the weather is hot, most people in other villages hide at home to enjoy the cool air. When the storm of wind and earthquake hit him, there was no time to escape from the house, so there were much more people who died than Mopan Village
This major earthquake and strong wind made Mopan Village not recover for five years, and gave them the most tragic blow.
Zhang Dajun was relatively lucky and rushed home three days later
After arriving at home, I was surprised to find that my house was fine and stood proudly
His father Zhang Taihui and his mother Zhang He were having dinner at home
Zhang Dajun asked strangely: Dad, mom, are you okay?
Zhang Taihui said, "What's wrong? It's okay at all, why are you looking forward to us being smashed to death?"
Dajun said: No, I'm wondering why our house is so sturdy?
Zhang Taihui smiled: This house was built by your grandfather Zhang Qingtang. The foundation below goes five feet deep underground. The walls are all reinforced concrete. Not to mention the collapse, there are not even cracks on the walls.
The army believed Zhang Taihui's words, and during the Republic of China, grandfather Zhang Qingtang took his father to live in seclusion into Mopan Mountain.
The good structure of the Zhang family's house can resist the earthquake that has never happened in a century
Dajun asked quickly: Are Huaihua and Yuhuan okay?
Zhang Taihui said: It's okay, the structure of the Zhang family ancestral hall is also very solid. Your mother went to see it just now, and the locust flowers are pretty good.
Zhang Dajun sighed, his two wives were fine, he felt much more at ease
As for others... they die, they have nothing to do with the Zhang family
Zhang Dajun is not that great yet, so he can't be compassionate.
The earthquake and the storm were just one of the disasters that the heavens added to Mopan Village. A few days later, the third disaster followed one after another.
The third disaster is hail
The hail disaster came on the third day after the earthquake
The storm came and went quickly. Although the clouds covered the sky and the sun, no drop of rain fell.
Not only did it not alleviate the drought in Mopan Village for several months, but the entire village was ravaged.
Three days later, the dark clouds in the sky had not dissipated, and they were getting thicker and thicker, and the dark clouds were pressed down very low.
At the beginning, countless white and crystal grains fell from the sky, small like rice and large like eggs. Later, they became bigger and bigger, and the biggest actually caught up with the fist.
When people's heads were smashed and hurt, they realized that it was not rain at all, but hail like fists
Hail mixed with snow particles caught people working in the fields off guard, and their heads were bleeding, looking for a place to hide.
The big hail poured down densely, hitting the roof, hitting the water tank and ironware, crackling, smashing the trees in the yard, falling down one by one, and creaking and breaking sounds everywhere
The chicken coop and the newly repaired wall in the yard collapsed again, the chickens in the chicken circle were smashed to the edges, and the chickens crowed and the dogs were barking.
The village has just been baptized by the sudden wind, and many people live in homemade tents. The tents cannot withstand the hail attack and are torn apart.
Hail passed through the canopy and hit people's body, almost all of his ribs were broken
The adults held the child and curled up in the corner of the tent and shouted to the sky and the earth.
After a stick of incense, the hail had fallen into a thick layer, getting thicker and deeper.
On this day, Zhang Dajun did not leave the Zhang family ancestral hall and was always with Huaihua. Listening to the sound of hitting on the roof, Dajun asked Huaihua: Are you afraid of Huaihua?
Huaihua lay in the warm arms of the army: Dajun, I'm not afraid. With you by my side, I'm not afraid of the sky falling. If I die, we'll die together.
Zhang Dajun smiled, touched Huahua's bulging belly, and stroked the woman's belly back and forth.
Huahua will give birth in another three months, and Zhang Dajun determined that the child in Huahua's belly was his son.
A hero like Zhang Dajun, my son must be a hero when he is born.
I am a hero, I am a fool, I am a fool, the dragon gives birth to dragon, phoenix gives birth to phoenix, and the mouse's son can dig holes
This kid will be a master of hole digging in the future
Locust flowers, are they uncomfortable? Zhang Dajun asked with concern
Huaihua said: It's not uncomfortable, he... always kicks me, just as naughty as you
Zhang Dajun lowered his head and pressed his ears against Huaihua's belly. He could hear his son's heartbeat. The little guy was really uneasy and kicked his feet only.
The snow-white belly of the locust flower kicked Zhang Dajun's face, pounding and slamming, very comfortable
Huaihua hugged Dajun's head and asked: Dajun, how do you know it must be his son?
Dajun said: Of course I know the seeds I sowed in. They must be my son. What a pity. He made them at night and couldn't see clearly. If they were made during the day, the quality would be better.
Huaihua burst into laughter and raised her hand to light a brow: You are just poor-mouthed, it is clearly done during the day, not at night, you forgot, you were helping me with seven days at that time
Zhang Dajun remembered that the child was indeed broadcasting in the seventh day, and it was during the day.
Dajun said: That must be his son
Huaihua asked: What if she was born as a daughter?
Dajun said: I like it too. As long as it was you, I like it.
Huaihua said: If she was born as a son, she would definitely look like you, and her daughter would definitely look like me when she was born. I like her daughter, her daughter is not naughty, and her son is naughty
Dajun said: He dares? If he dares to be naughty, I will beat him back to his womb... and rebuild it.
Huaihua giggled and hugged Zhang Dajun's waist, and Zhang Dajun also hugged Huaihua's shoulders.
It's so uncomfortable to hold it in your body, but unfortunately Huaihua is currently pregnant and can't have sex
Huaihua said: Dajun, if you feel uncomfortable, go home and let Yuhuan accompany you. I can withstand it alone. Besides, isn’t there any Ah Huang? Don’t let your mother come here tonight.
Zhang Dajun said: How can that work? I'm afraid you're alone
Huaihua said: But...what should you do if you feel uncomfortable?
Dajun said: If you ask me to touch it...it won't be uncomfortable
Huaihua smiled and slipped into the quilt. She grabbed the man's hand and pressed it on her room. Zhang Dajun's hand started to touch Huaihua's plump breasts.
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