"He choked on water and passed out. Check his nose to see if he's still breathing."

…

A group of people gathered together, pointing and talking.

Talking behind people's backs, with a tone of pity and an expression of regret.

Hua Shi trotted over and saw the expressions of the onlookers, his heart skipped a beat.

I won't run out of energy...

"Let me see!"

Hua Shi didn't care about anything else and shouted loudly. When the onlookers heard her words, they all made way for her.

Hua Shi was running so hard that he was sweating and panting. He pushed through the crowd and saw someone lying on the ground with a pale face and blue lips. It was indeed Hua Li.

"Everyone, please move aside and let his sister see."

Someone shouted, and the people squatting around Hua Li moved away a little.

Hua Shi hurriedly squatted over, patted his face, shook his shoulders, and called his name, "Hua Li! Hua Li! Wake up!"

His consciousness was weak and he was almost unresponsive. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, probably because he was choking on the accumulated water. Hua Shimang crossed his fingers and pressed his arms vertically against Hua Li's chest.

“Cough, cough cough…!”

After pressing repeatedly for a few times, Hua Li coughed loudly and vomited out all the mud accumulated in his chest.

"Woooooooooo!"

After vomiting several times, he felt more relaxed and regained consciousness. When he saw his sister Hua standing by his side, his mouth pursed and he burst into tears.

The tears mixed with the yellow mud on his face, sticking together, and the tears dripped down like beads that had fallen off the string.

"Wow wow wow!!"

After all, he was only an eight-year-old child. After going through the gates of hell, his face turned blue with fear and he cried more and more sadly.

The woman watching saw Hua Li crying so hard and frowned as she said, "Oh, it's good that he's awake. He can cry and shout, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

"yes……"

The person next to him responded. Seeing that the person was fine, the others sighed and dispersed.

Someone also said, "Hua Shi, take your brother back quickly. Look how scared he is. Go back and make some fish soup to nourish him. Don't let him get scared out of his wits..."

Children's voices were heard nearby, puzzled and tender. "...How could he have drowned? The water was so shallow, not even up to my belly. How could he have drowned...?"

The friend next to him laughed and said, "He must be afraid of water, so he slipped and fell, and then he was so scared that he couldn't stand up, hahahaha..."

Hua Li, who was already crying uncontrollably, cried even louder and gasped for breath after hearing the merciless ridicule of her peers.

Hua Shi patted his back and soothed him, "It's okay, it's okay, don't cry."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and many villagers who were loaded with good harvests left contentedly. Only a few remained by the pond, hoping to catch a few more.

With no one around, Hua Li's emotions gradually calmed down. However, she cried so hard that she couldn't stop for a while and kept hiccuping.

The little boy buried his head awkwardly, his eyes red. He might have felt embarrassed and refused to pay attention to anyone.

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