"If the old man and the others came out and knew that many people had lost their lives in order to save them, what do you think they would think?"
Jin Bo was stunned.
He knew the personalities of the grandfather and grandson best.
If something like that really happened, it would probably be more painful than their own death.
The old man left the person who was supporting him and stumbled towards the temporary camp on the opposite high ground.
The others followed in silence.
"Aren't you following?"
Wen Xi looked back at Chizhou and Zhuang Yi who were still standing there.
The two looked at each other and then lowered their heads to follow.
The rain continued to fall throughout the night.
The sound of raindrops hitting the plastic shed was like a lullaby. The rescue team had been working non-stop for two days and one night, and many of them fell asleep due to sleepiness.
Wen Xi didn't sleep.
While everyone was still confused, she greeted Brother Gao in the dark and then slipped out quietly.
With soldiers on duty, her people, and the He family's guards, she doesn't have to worry about the safety of her parents and Xingzai.
Every life is precious.
We all have blood relatives who we cannot let go of.
Can't drag everyone along.
But... there are things she can't give up.
In the darkness of the night, a light figure ran towards the landslide mountain.
“Bing!”
He had run less than a hundred meters when a gray object suddenly flew towards him and landed in Wen Xi's arms.
"Xiao Ba!"
After picking up the thing that fell into his arms and looking at it for a long time, Wen Xi finally recognized its true identity.
“Oh my!”
"Where have you been? You've gotten yourself into this mess!" Seeing its coal-ball appearance, Wen Xi couldn't help but say fiercely, "I brought you out here for business, not for a vacation."
"Hmm..."
Xiao Ba cried softly, flapping his short legs and trying to shrink into her arms, looking pitiful.
"Forget it." Wen Xi saw that the little guy was shivering from the cold, so he stopped being mean to it. He zipped up his jacket and prepared to stuff it into the inner pocket of his down jacket.
"Boo, boo."
Xiao Ba held on to her hand tightly.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Ba stretched out his claws and reached into the small cloth bag hanging around his waist.
Wenxi made the cloth bag for it in his free time. It was only half the size of an adult's palm, but it was big enough to hold its snacks.
"I don't have time for your snacks right now."
Wen Xi thought it was trying to please him again.
This guy is the best at pleasing people, and he always does this after making her angry.
“Oh my!”
"It's not a snack? What is it?"
“Bing!”
Xiao Ba finally took out the contents of the bag with his little paws and handed it to her.
Wen Xi frowned and took it.
It is a heart-shaped leaf.
On top is a hollowed-out character "安".
The brush strokes are vigorous and powerful, with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks.
He Tingyan? !
She recognized it, it was his handwriting!
Wen Xi's eyes lit up.
"Did you find him?"
“Hmm.”
"Where is he? Take me there!"
Xiao Ba shook his little head, jumped to the ground, and pulled her trouser legs towards the camp.
"We won't go back now. We'll go back after we find someone."
“Oh, oh, oh, oh…”
Xiao Ba was chattering away, clearly disagreeing with her arrangement.
Seeing that she was determined not to go back, he had no choice but to let go of her hand and started his performance in front of Wen Xi.
Perhaps because Yitu played too many roles, the performance was a bit confusing.
He ran, jumped, and shouted, then lay down, then dragged himself, and finally made an OK gesture.
From beginning to end, Wen Xi only understood this gesture.
"Are he and Great Grandpa really okay?"
“Hmm.”
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