Chapter 11: Both Died
"You and the baby will be fine, trust me!"
Meng Shuyue touched the pregnant woman's belly, which was tightening frequently, and began to prepare for the delivery while comforting her.
A simple tent was set up around the two of them.
There was no hot water, no scalpel, and all that was left was Xu Jinhe's pair of hands.
"Come on, it'll be out soon!"
Blood gushed out from the pregnant woman's shoulder.
Suddenly a woman's scream was heard from the tent, followed by a baby's loud cry that pierced through the tent and rushed towards the rolling dark clouds, like a ray of dawn breaking through the darkness.
The men outside the tent who usually don't shed tears couldn't help but have red eyes and shed tears.
Shen Jinxiao straightened his back, and when he saw the woman coming out with the baby wrapped in clothes, he seemed to see the woman walking out of the darkness covered in thousands of feet of light.
He took off his straw raincoat and wrapped the woman and child.
But the woman grabbed his collar and burst into tears, her cries broken and helpless in the heavy rain.
It was like the sound of distant silver bells piercing his eardrums and turning into densely packed needles piercing his heart, causing him to ache.
Many years later, he could still clearly remember that unforgettable feeling.
It is like an inescapable throbbing in life, or a new life when young buds break through the soil after a spring rain.
The unfortunate pregnant woman, that great mother, died in the disaster, but gave birth to a new life that inspired countless people.
The child wrapped in military green clothes was handed over to the rescue workers on the boat. When Meng Shuyue took a step and was about to jump onto the boat, the tiles under his feet loosened and he fell down.
At that time, Shen Jinxiao, who was holding the woman's bag in one hand, picked up the small cloth bag he carried with him on the ground with the other hand and put it on his back. When he turned around, he saw this scene.
Without time to think, Shen Jinxiao reached out to pull Xu Jinhe, but the tiles under his feet fell down as the front collapsed. His body became lighter, and the two of them fell into the rushing flood and disappeared.
"Captain, Captain..."
On the devastated flooded land, only a few guards' anxious cries were left, drowned out by the heavy rain.
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TRAIN STATION.
Song Shiyu and Song Shixuan asked what time the train from Haicheng would arrive. After being told that all the trains there were cancelled, they looked at each other and smiled, with a look of relief.
Song Shiyu looked at the time and rushed to the state-owned hotel without stopping.
A good friend of mine arranged a blind date for me tonight. I heard that the girl is a college student and is prettier than the one introduced to me last time.
He said hello to his second brother, then immediately took over the car that his old father had generously sent out, and called the driver to rush to the restaurant.
Song Shixuan went to the city library as usual, took down a book from the bookshelf of Chinese herbal medicine, and quietly looked at the girls coming in and out.
More than a year ago, he was looking for some books on aircraft structure in the library. While flipping through the books, the book opposite him was pulled out, and he also looked up as if fate had moved.
A white light flashed, and behind the white light appeared a fresh and refined face with skin as white as cream.
Once you see it, you’ll be in love for a lifetime. You can’t take your eyes off it anymore.
At that moment, his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move. Everything around him seemed to recede, and the only thing left in front of him was the little girl's peerless face that seemed to be shrouded in a halo. Following her every frown and smile, his heart seemed to be beating wildly as if it was out of control.
He followed her, his eyes following her all the way behind the bookshelf.
Finally, when he mustered up the courage to walk around the bookshelf to talk to the girl, he could no longer find her.
So in the days that followed, he would come to the library whenever he had time, looking forward to meeting the little girl again.
At nine o'clock in the evening, when Song Shiyu and Song Shixuan had agreed to return home together, they found that the atmosphere at home was not right.
Normally, Mr. and Mrs. Song would have gone to bed at this time, but today there was a middle-aged couple in the room.
The two asked the housekeeper and found out that this was the Meng family who saved Grandpa.
The two men stepped forward to greet them, only to find that the Meng couple had red eyes from crying. Even Song's father, who was usually conservative and emotionless, had tears in his eyes for the first time.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Song Shiyu asked in confusion, and Song's mother quickly pulled the two of them aside, fearing that her two sons would be caught in the crossfire.
"Do you know that there was a flood in the neighboring city? The trains have stopped, and now there is no news about the little girl surnamed Meng. We don't even know whether she is dead or alive, so her parents came here to ask for help..."
Before Song's mother finished speaking, she saw the two brothers clapped their hands and said "Yeah" at the same time, as if they were celebrating some big event.
“瞧把你们两个乐的，说不定小姑娘福大命大没死，你们不还得娶人家，赶紧把你们脸上的笑收一收，不然被你们那个偏心爹看到，免不了又是一顿揍。”
The two brothers restrained their expressions instantly, but Song Shixuan reacted immediately and asked anxiously, "Is big brother okay? Did you call to ask?"
Song's mother also frowned, and a few crow's feet appeared on her well-maintained face. She replied worriedly, "I have called the supply and marketing cooperative in town, and a familiar salesperson said that he will go to the countryside tomorrow to ask your eldest brother to call back. But I heard that the terrain in the countryside is high, so it won't be flooded there."
Song Shiyu clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking gloating, "That girl from the Meng family is so unlucky. She had to choose this time to leave her brother, and now she has even lost her life. How miserable!"
"Stop talking!"
Song's mother tapped him on the forehead, pushed her two sons upstairs quickly, and then returned to the living room to accompany a few people with a worried face pretending to be worried.
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The hour hand points to six o'clock exactly.
Song Shijing stared at the time on the wall and stayed awake all night.
He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would have the horrible nightmare from last night again.
He hadn't seen Meng Shuyue all day yesterday, and he felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and his heart was filled with uneasy anxiety.
It dragged on until half past six, and he still didn't see Meng Shuyue come to boil water for him as usual. He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
When he got out of bed, he staggered, and felt inexplicably nervous, and his right eyelid kept twitching.
There was a sudden knock on the door, Song Shijing's eyes lit up, and he rushed over to open the door in three or two steps.
"express……"
His words stopped abruptly when he saw Su Yanyan outside, "Why are you here so early?"
Su Yanyan stood at the door, her fingers entwined with the ends of her braided hair, shaking her body shyly and coquettishly, "Brother Jing, when are you going to call mom to pick us up? I'm yours anyway..."
Song Shijing widened his eyes and looked at the village chief and the familiar comrade from the supply and marketing cooperative walking behind Su Yanyan, and quickly covered her mouth.
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