Li Xia was stunned for a moment, and then the big stone in her heart finally relaxed a little.

Fortunately, these people are not so hopeless. She really can't accept that they have suffered so much, but are looked down upon by their own compatriots.

Li Xia arrived at the entrance of the village and found several people standing there. When he got closer, he found that they were Wang Qiaofang and others. They held hoes with their thin bodies and said, "Comrade Li, we will go with you to the back mountain to help."

Are they the only ones there?

She said so much, but the people in this village were still indifferent? Li Xia was extremely disappointed with these people.

When the invaders came, they didn't dare to stand up to protect these people. Now they are using their sacrifices to exchange for peace, but they look down on these people. How can this be justified?

Wang Cuihua was so angry that she cursed: "These people's consciences have been eaten by dogs, right? They are still unwilling to stand up and help at this time. Are they still human beings?"

Just then, the village chief who had said he would go with them came running over with a hoe in his hand. Behind him were a dozen villagers, who also had hoes and pickaxes in their hands.

Among these people, some came here on their own initiative, some were scolded by their wives or mothers, and of course there were also some who were afraid that after the graves were washed away, those buried underground would become wandering ghosts and would cause trouble for them.

But no matter what the reason was, someone came after all.

Seeing so many people coming, Li Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief. She said to Wang Qiaofang and the others, "It's raining too hard. You're not feeling well. Wait for news in the village. You can make some ginger soup for us to drink when we come back."

…

The rain was getting heavier. At the cemetery on the back hill, Song Langqing and Tiantian were working together to move stones and place them around the graves for reinforcement.

Tiantian was very young, and she didn't want to go to the side to rest when Song Langqing asked her to, so she just kept following Song Langqing in the rain, moving stones back and forth.

But the strength of the two of them was still too weak, and they could only reinforce a few of the graves, but there were dozens of old and new graves of all sizes here.

I don't know how Li Xia is doing...

Song Langqing turned and looked towards the village at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, he noticed that there was a group of people on the road leading up the mountain!

Li Xia called someone over!

Song Langqing found it unbelievable that such an ignorant person in the village could be persuaded by Li Xia?

At the same time, he was very excited. He placed the stones in front of the tomb, stopped Tiantian from moving the stones, and pointed down the mountain and said, "Look, they are here. You can rest now."

Tiantian was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that all the people in the village had come, each holding a hoe or pickaxe in their hands.

They are here to help!

A smile appeared on Tiantian's stubborn face. She reached out to wipe off the rain and dirt on her face, and looked at her mother's grave. The next moment, her body softened and she fainted.

When Li Xia led the villagers to the cemetery, they saw Song Langqing holding the unconscious Tiantian. Song Langqing said, "The child's body is a little hot, probably she has a fever. Li Xia, take her back first. I'll take care of everyone here. There are antipyretic drugs in the bag I brought. Give her some."

"good."

Li Xia nodded and took Tiantian from Song Langqing's arms.

Tiantian was very thin because she didn't eat well, but Li Xia was able to hold her in her arms.

Li Xia carried Tiantian down the mountain, while the villagers followed Song Langqing's instructions. Some of them moved stones and drove wooden stakes to reinforce the tomb, while others dug drainage ditches.

…

Everyone worked together and finally got everything done before the heavier rainstorm came.

Li Xia was taking care of Tiantian at home. After she came back, she first changed herself and Tiantian into dry clothes, then immediately dissolved the antipyretic medicine in water and fed it to Tiantian. Half an hour later, Tiantian's fever subsided a little, but she still did not wake up.

Li Xia found that Tiantian's hands were broken and bleeding in many places, so she began to help treat the wounds and bandage her.

At the door, Song Langqing recorded this scene with his camera.

Li Xia turned her head and saw him coming back, and asked, "Are you done?"

"It's all done. Thanks to you for calling so many people. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to finish it even if we worked until dark." Song Langqing said, "I just don't know how you convinced these ignorant people."

Li Xia said: "In fact, when I was cooking ginger soup just now, Comrade Qiaofang told me that although the people in the village despise them and usually avoid them, some people will lend a hand and secretly give them some food when they have no food to eat."

"I can persuade them only because they are not hopeless. Otherwise, it will be useless even if I talk till my lips are worn out."

Li Xia didn't think that what he said would have such a big impact. He could only say that people are complicated. These people were ignorant, but not so vicious as to be outrageous.

All I can say is that people are complicated.

After all, didn’t Wangjia Village also have people like Wang Cuihua? And weren’t Wang Qiaofang and the others all from Wangjia Village?

At this time, Tiantian, who was in a coma, moved her hands and then slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Li Xia and Song Langqing, the first thing she asked was: "Military auntie... my mother's grave..."

Li Xia held her hand and comforted her, "It has been completely reinforced, and the drainage ditch has been dug. The water can flow down the drainage ditch, and the graves will not be washed away."

When Tiantian heard this, a smile finally appeared on her face.

Li Xia brought some candy and asked Tiantian to hold it in her mouth. The reason she fainted was due to fever and hypoglycemia, so she needed to replenish sugar in time.

"Have a good rest and I'll tell you a story." Li Xia said.

She told An An stories every night, so she remembered a lot of stories in her mind. She picked one story to tell Tian Tian.

With the fragrant and sweet candy in her sweet mouth and Li Xia telling her children's stories in a gentle voice, her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"My mother also tells me stories..." Although her mother is not as educated as this military aunt, she knows a lot of folk stories and tells her stories every day.

Ever since her mother died, she told herself to be strong, not to cry, to grow up well, and to avenge her mother when she had the chance in the future.

But she missed her mother.