Copy Three

Twenty minutes ago.

Father Su is discussing the secrets of raising children with a group of unemployed men.

In the huge garden, there are only a few retired women and children, and the vast majority are unemployed men who have been dismissed by policies for various reasons.

Some of them are skinny and pale from taking care of their children, some want to find a part-time job because their children are grown up, and some are disliked by their parents and parents-in-law...

"Oh, it's a boy," a man said with a sad face, "It's all my fault for my useless Y chromosome."

A retired grandmother sitting in a wheelchair said earnestly: "Whether it is a girl or a boy, the most important thing is not gender, but family education. Just because society now values ​​girls, we cannot rush to love our daughters and make them feel superior, thereby neglecting the education of boys' physical and mental health."

Father Su nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, yes. As parents, we must teach our sons to respect others. Otherwise, inferior genes are doomed to be eliminated by women's choices."

"Although we women have risen, we will never change the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls into favoring girls over boys like in the past society. We still have this pattern." The old lady said kindly.

The men nodded in agreement, as if they had gained some profound knowledge.

Someone asked Father Su again, "Your youngest son is not your biological son, don't you plan to have another one?"

Father Su shook his head repeatedly, "When their mother and I got married, we agreed that we would not have any more children."

"Well, what if something unexpected happens?"

"Impossible," said Su's father. "As a man, I keep my word and have been sterilized. I won't use promises as a means to deceive others like some men do."

The man was full of admiration, "You are worthy of being the man who can marry the vice president of an international biological gene company..."

The man wanted to flatter him a little more, but he caught a glimpse of a thick earth wall built above the island opposite. "Oh, is that a sandstorm?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. Although it was far away, the thick smoke was not as misty as fog. It was instantly separated from the light sky and was shocking.

The old lady in the wheelchair quickly held onto the two wheels and said, "Let's go, let's go. It's probably a huge sandstorm coming. Let's go home."

When the idle people in the garden heard this, those who wanted to disperse dispersed, and those who wanted to run ran away.

Dad Su rushed home, found five masks, took one for himself. There were no industrial dust-proof goggles, so he had to wear waterproof and fog-proof goggles for swimming. He also tore off a silk scarf that his wife didn't want to wear to cover his mouth and nose. After all, masks are not dust-proof.

After getting fully armed, he ran out and started his car.

"Lao Su, a sandstorm is coming. It's very dangerous to drive!" said the neighbor who was packing clothes outside worriedly.

Father Su stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drove towards the direction of the sandstorm without hesitation.

Everything in his life was being swept away by the dust. He couldn't sit still and worry at home!

On the way, he first called his wife and eldest daughter separately. Both of them said that there was indeed a sandstorm, but they were both indoors at the time and just had a mouthful of dirt, so they were not seriously injured.

After making sure that the two were okay, Father Su called his second daughter and youngest son, who he was most worried about. This period of time was just after school, so the risk factor was extremely high.

After a series of beeps, the phone fell into silence as no one answered.

The tension suddenly soared, and Dad Su couldn't help but speed up the car.

After driving out of the residential area and rushing up a slope, Father Su saw the flag-raising platform of Crescent Island School.

The flag fluttering in the wind was pulled straight by the strong wind. Although it was as small as a dot in the field of vision, the flying sand swallowed up the entire Crescent Moon School in the blink of an eye.

Father Su's heart tightened involuntarily. Worry was greater than fear. Between life and death, he cared more about his child's life.

A group of closely connected yellow school buses suddenly appeared in the left lane directly in front of him, and his mood fluctuated greatly.

He slowed down a little and tried to search for the two children.

At the same time, on the fifteenth school bus.

The teacher received a red alert for a severe sandstorm, and saw the blood-red dust following behind him outside the window. The school buses behind him were nowhere to be seen. He immediately panicked and rushed to the driver's side. After telling him everything, he asked:

"What should I do? Stop, stop the car?"

"We can't stop!" the driver said decisively, "Stop now and it will cost the lives of everyone in the car behind us! Call the teachers in the other cars and talk to them. It's best if we all slow down together, but it's too dangerous for 20 cars to slow down together!"

If any driver makes the slightest mistake, it will cost everyone's life!

The teacher made a panicked phone call. The moment the call was connected, the window was covered with thick orange-red smoke and the children were crying and in a mess.

Even the front window was soaked in the billowing smoke, visibility was rapidly reduced, and there was no trace of the car in front. The driver was sweating profusely and was very nervous.

"The car in front has started to slow down, driver, can you reduce the speed to 20 miles per hour?" The teacher immediately passed on the accurate information after receiving it, and tried his best to control the panic and stabilize the children's emotions.

But whenever there are multiple people delivering messages, there will always be inconsistencies. Just like just three people can make a simple message look different, not to mention that in such a tense and dangerous situation, miscommunication is inevitable.

The driver covered the gear with his sweaty palm and started to change gears to slow down, but just as he reduced the speed, the silhouette of the car in front suddenly appeared in the front window covered by smoke and dust, very close!

The front car has reduced its speed to below 20 miles per hour!

The driver reacted quickly and tried to slow down again to prevent a collision, but the erroneous transmission from the car in front distracted the driver of the car behind. No matter how much driving experience he had, he forgot that this route, which he had taken for more than ten years, had a small turn ahead!

By the time he slowed down and remembered the curve, it was too late!

Even if he turned the steering wheel sharply, he could not reverse the misjudgment of a few seconds. He wanted to rely on his rich experience to turn the tide, but consecutive mistakes caused the car body to tilt, and coupled with the emergency appearance of the curve, the whole car overturned!

Father Su watched helplessly as a yellow school bus broke through the smoke wall and drove out from the outer lane on the other side of a small bend in the distance that was enveloped by thick smoke.

The front wheels skidded rapidly and tilted toward the outer slope. The sound of the impact seemed to be drowned out by the raging wind. The front of the car hit the lane fence hard, and the iron fence was immediately deformed and bent.

Fortunately, the school bus was not going very fast and was supported by a fence, so it did not fall off the slope and roll into the sea.

only……

The fragile guardrail seemed unable to withstand the huge body of the bus, and the entire school bus was teetering on the edge of the cliff.

There seemed to be a pair of legs hanging by the car window, but the distance was too far and I couldn't tell whether it was a child or an adult.

Father Su was terrified because there were no vehicles in the inner lane and because of the wind and sand, he slowly pulled to the right and called the emergency number.

The sandstorm instantly hit his car window, and a thick layer of yellow soil blocked all vision.

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Su Wanxing was sitting on the last school bus. Before he could come to his senses in the orange-red dust, he heard a dull crash from the front of the bus.

Accompanied by screams of terror, Su Wanxing saw that the front window was broken and the driver's face seemed to be scratched. Blood flowed down his forehead and dripped onto the steering wheel.

But the driver did not give up on the lives of everyone in the car because of his own injury. Despite the pain, he stretched out his hands that were covered with broken glass, pulled the handbrake, and made sure the vehicle stopped steadily before slowly leaning back in the chair, quietly waiting for rescue.

Their school bus rear-ended the school bus in front!

Because the windows were broken, sand and dust took the opportunity to enter through the gaps. Many screaming children swallowed dirt, choked and coughed several times, and could no longer speak.

"Sister," the brother's trembling voice came from the side of my ear, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

As he spoke, the younger brother stretched out his tender little hands, which turned into goggles and held Su Wanxing's eyes tightly.

Su Wanxing had never felt kindness from strangers. Although this younger brother had family ties with her in this world, this feeling was different from the love and care from her grandparents in her native world.

It was strange, her heart softened, maybe this was part of family love?

"Close your eyes too and don't look at anything." Su Wanxing said softly.

I don’t know how long I waited, but Su Wanxing heard the alarm and the cry of emergency, followed by his father’s voice!

The father called out the two people's names, rushed into the car and saw a big and a small child sitting safely in the back seat. He also saw that both children were wearing dust masks. His strong body suddenly staggered for a moment, and he stumbled over with red eyes and hugged his children with his broad arms.

Su Wanxing leaned on her father's shoulder, feeling a sense of security in her heart.

The scene was already chaotic enough, and when the teacher saw parents coming, he asked them to pick up their children.

Su Wanxing put on his schoolbag, took his younger brother, and got into the family car with his father.

The dust had thinned a little at this time, and after she got out of the last school bus she realized that the second-to-last school bus had the most casualties. The body of the bus was in a horrible state due to being hit from the front and back, and there were streaks of blood on the door.

I heard that the driver was rushed to the hospital immediately. When he was sent away, his body was pierced by glass and his flesh was bloody...

The teacher's arm was broken while he was trying to protect several younger students.

Several older children were stabbed in the vital parts by the deformed car body while trying to protect their younger siblings in the car.

The little children who survived were treated as pitiful playthings with blood, and bled profusely.

Su Wanxing trembled all over when she thought about how she almost got on the car. If it weren't for the little animal's reminder and her brother's fear, death would have strangled her life.

Following my father's car all the way home, I could see that the school buses in the outer lane had varying degrees of casualties.

The most serious accident was the fifteenth school bus. At the moment the rescue arrived, the guardrail broke and the entire bus of people fell off the cliff. The bus collided with the hard rocks on the cliff and turned into pieces in an instant. The people inside... were in unknown condition.

Su Wanxing hesitated and took out a dust mask to give to her father. Seeing that he was wearing several medical masks and a silk scarf, it was actually of no help.

"Where did you get the dust mask?" Dad asked.

Su Wanxing said calmly, "You put it in my schoolbag. Did you forget?"

Dad thought about it, and passed the mask between certainty and uncertainty, and finally assumed that he bought it but forgot.

After returning home, Su Wanxing was still a little frightened. She turned on the TV to watch the news. The current news reports were all about the tragic scenes she had witnessed at the scene, and there seemed to be no progress in the rescue.

Her father and brother calmed down faster than her. After all, one had learned how to disguise himself due to his age, while the other was still young and didn't know much about life and death.

But they urged her to rinse her mouth and clean her nose with clean water, and told her to change her clothes quickly.

Dad seemed to be restless and had already started cleaning the house, while her brother helped her get cup after cup of warm water to calm her nerves.

Su Wanxing was a little absent-minded.

So this is what it feels like to have a dad.

Home seems to be really warm.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.