Chapter 54 has been found...

He Liqun stood at the door watching Zhou Liren get into the car and leave before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

He turned and silently glanced at the sorrowful faces of the Zhang family members.

He glanced at Zhong Wan and the others again.

He walked over and, as he passed Zhang Mingyuan, the son of Lao Zhang, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him with a sorrowful tone: "Your father is gone, so you are now the pillar of the family. It's okay to be sad, but you have to pull yourself together as soon as possible."

He paused, then continued, "I won't repeat what I've already said. I also hope Old Zhang can be found as soon as possible."

"But……"

"In any case, I've fought for what I could. It's up to you to choose: full compensation or partial compensation plus an office job. Think about it when you get home."

Zhang Mingyuan's expression was blank; he stared vacantly at the material yard below, saying nothing.

Seeing this, He Liqun sighed and didn't bother him any further.

He turned and walked up to Zhong Wan and the others. He looked at He Qilan with concern, then turned to Zhong Wan and forced a smile: "Wanwan is back. Hurry up and take your mother home. We're here."

"What are you doing here? Let's go."

Zhong Wan looked up at his pale hair, pursed her lips, and greeted him with great concern.

"Big brother...you..."

Sensing her hesitation, He Liqun gave a bitter smile, raised his hand to rub his hair, and said in a somewhat bitter voice, "I'm fine, it's all in the past. Maybe it's just my karma from all these years."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

He Liqun sighed heavily and looked at He Qilan: "Aunt, I plan to resign after this matter is over. What about you? What are you thinking?"

Upon hearing this, He Qilan panicked instantly: "Why do you suddenly want to resign? What will you do after you resign?"

He Liqun shook his head and sighed: "Let's take it one step at a time. I've saved up some money over the years, although I spent quite a bit on... before."

"My wife hasn't recovered yet, so I'm planning to take her out for a walk to clear her head."

He Qilan nodded silently: "Go..."

"Found it...come quick!!!"

"We've found Old Zhang!"

Suddenly, a scream, tinged with sobs, rang out.

His voice was hoarse, initially trembling slightly, then sounded like he was shouting at the top of his lungs, as if a rusty, pockmarked knife had ripped through the silence of the workshop.

This also interrupted He Qilan before she could finish speaking.

Several people turned their heads to look at the same time.

Watching the workers below running in a chaotic manner in one direction,

He Liqun's expression instantly turned serious, and he quickly ran over: "Zhong Wan, take your mother home first!"

"Old Li, find someone to carry the stretcher over!"

His voice was urgent and heavy.

Zhong Wan, however, keenly sensed his good intentions.

She quickly turned to He Qilan and said, "Mom, let's go outside and wait."

He Qilan shook her head, her face pale: "You and Yan An go out, I'll go help too!"

"mom!"

"Listen to me, we don't need you over there, let's go."

"They're out."

Lin Yan'an looked down and said, "Zhong Wan, cover Mom's eyes."

Zhong Wan was taken aback upon hearing this and quickly raised her hand to cover He Qilan's eyes.

He Qilan raised both hands and held her small hands, just about to pull them away,

"Mom! Be good."

Hearing Lin Yan'an's somewhat serious voice, He Qilan pursed her lips and stopped struggling.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Wan breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed hard, and turned her head to look down.

Just as her eyes caught sight of the black mist slowly rising above the crowd, everything suddenly went black.

Zhong Wan blinked in confusion.

Feeling the warmth of the hand in front of him, he asked in confusion, "Lin Yan'an?"

"Um."

Lin Yan'an gave a soft "hmm" and said in a deep voice, "Don't look."

"Then you shouldn't look either!"

Lin Yan'an paused for a moment, then slowly replied, "Okay."

Watching the workers below carefully bending down and using their hands to sift through the slag,

Looking at that black face covered in slag, its features almost indistinguishable...

"Sui Sui, cover your dad's eyes!"

Zhong Wan's voice was calm and decisive.

Lin Yan'an was stunned, and a cat-shaped pancake instantly appeared on his face.

[She blocked it all!]

Zhong Suisui used both her hands and feet to lie on Lin Yan'an's face, resting her head on his and leisurely shaking it.

It glanced down at its own body, then at Lin Yan'an's still-exposed eyebrows.

Her tiny body moved little by little.

The soft little belly pressed against Lin Yan'an's nose, and the body slowly turned sideways.

Zhong Suisui sighed softly, "Daddy, is Suisui's cover properly?"

Lin Yan'an felt a warmth in his heart, and his cold expression softened somewhat: "Yan Shi."

Looking at the kitten perched steadily on his face, Lin Yan'an suddenly felt a sense of relief. He was fortunate to have met Zhong Wan, and fortunate that Sui Sui wasn't an ordinary cat.

But is it really possible to hold on like this?

Lin Yan'an thought silently, reached out and touched Zhong Suisui's body, supporting it while also covering its head.

The tiny kitten, no bigger than a palm, tilted its head and nestled in his hand.

Meow~

The Zhang family members burst into tears, their heart-wrenching cries echoing throughout the workshop.

He Liqun directed the crowd to carry out the stretcher; his voice was hoarse and trembling.

The group moved in silence, their eyes darting quickly across the scene, their hands trembling as they arranged the bodies...

Zhong Wan and her group were not located near the front.

But those chaotic footsteps, the Zhang family's cries, and the whispered murmurs of the workers lagging behind...

This moment is magnified instantly.

"Hey, Old Zhang..."

"His body was squeezed flat."

"Since the machine malfunctioned, do you think Old Zhang's family can get more compensation?"

"How much compensation we get is none of our business, why should we care so much?!"

"But... if we don't replace this equipment, who knows, one day I might have to... pay more compensation so I can have peace of mind at home. Otherwise, my wife doesn't work, and we have two kids. What will happen to them?"

His voice was melancholy and heavy.

The group of people who were whispering to each other immediately fell silent.

Zhong Wan felt incredibly suffocated.

It is said that those who live near mountains live off the mountains, and those who live near water live off the water.

But what about them? While they make money off the mountains, the mountains are also devouring their lives.

Zhong Wan lowered her eyes weakly.

Lin Yan'an could only feel her long eyelashes trembling in his palm, making his palm slightly itchy.

Lin Yan'an's hand moved subconsciously for a moment, then returned to her face.

In the brief moment his hand moved, Zhong Wan, with her sharp eyes, spotted the stretcher.

I also noticed the thin sheet lying on the stretcher.

Under a dirty, tattered white sheet lay a corpse whose outline was indistinguishable...

He Liqun strode forward from the back, looked at the Zhang family members who were wailing in pain around Old Zhang, and then at the crowd gathered around him. He said in a deep voice, "Alright, the person has been found. A few people come and help carry him back. Everyone else, disperse."

"You've all worked hard these past few days. You'll probably be changing trains again this afternoon, so you should all go home and rest so you can get back to work this afternoon."

"Also, you must be more careful at work from now on, and report any problems immediately."

"You only have one life. You can find another job if you lose it, but what will happen to your family if you lose your life?"

That's true, but Zhong Wan, with her sharp ears, heard a strange sound.

"But I'm already 66, and I don't want any other mines besides this one..."

He Liqun paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said in a hoarse voice, "It will happen."

His voice was low and soft, and Zhong Wan could easily hear the uncertainty and confusion in his words.

But the next second, he seemed to regain his previous tone, as if he had put on armor: "Alright, go back now."

"Those who need to go to work in the afternoon should go to work, and those who need to do their jobs should do their jobs."