Because He Laoliu's wife didn't move immediately, she was slapped by He Laoniang.
"You heartless bastard! Your husband is trapped inside, and instead of going to save him, you're just standing here motionless!"
Let me tell you, if anything happens to Lao Liu, I'll skin you alive.
And you bunch of good-for-nothing troublemakers, hurry up and rescue your uncle…”
Old Mrs. He was usually unreasonable, and now that her son's life was at stake, she was even more furious and cursed with the most vicious words.
Although He Laoliu's wife was not talkative, she was not one to suffer losses and was one of the few clear-headed people in the He family.
The reason she married He Laoliu was entirely because her parents died early, and her sister-in-law disliked her after she entered the family, so she insisted on marrying her off against her will.
Naturally, it's all for the sake of a high bride price.
This was also thanks to He Laoliu's bad character; otherwise, who in an ordinary family would be willing to give a dowry of 30 taels?
Since marrying into the He family, the sixth son's wife has never said a word except for doing her own chores.
In Old Lady He's eyes, this was just being easy to bully and a coward.
So the chicken that was just used as a warning monkey.
The sixth son's wife touched her stinging cheek and spat.
"Mother, you are so cruel. Do you want all the men in the He family to become widowers?"
The prefect said that after an earthquake, one should not immediately enter the house or attempt to rescue others, as there may be aftershocks.
Mother, are you trying to wipe us all out together?
I could accept it, but I've only been married into the He family for less than a year, and I don't even have a son or daughter yet. Besides, the person lying inside is my husband.
What's your idea in getting your sisters-in-law to charge forward together?
Your husband likes to sleep naked. Do you want your wives to lose their reputation and commit suicide, or are they also crushed or injured?
Besides, my husband's brothers are all strong men; this kind of work shouldn't be left to us women, right?
The words of the sixth brother's wife made Old Lady He so angry that she almost fell over backwards, and they also stopped the sisters-in-law who were hesitating to walk forward.
"You damned bastard, what do you mean I told you to go die? Your husband is in there. If you don't hurry up and rescue him, do you really want to remain a widow?"
You heartless, wicked woman, I curse you…
Before Old Lady He could finish her rant, the ground shook again.
The mud house that the He family still had a frame collapsed again.
Now all that's left is a mound of earth and a wooden frame; it looks safe now.
Old Lady He was speechless, unable to finish her tirade. She watched helplessly as the house collapsed completely.
Her heart was bleeding. Not because her son was buried inside, but because her house was gone.
Without the house, there is no home. As the person in charge, she knows very well how much it will cost to rebuild.
My face was covered in tears and snot, and I didn't even feel like wiping it off.
The sixth son's wife regained her balance.
Only after the earth had completely stopped shaking did they call their brothers-in-law to go into the ruins to dig out their husbands.
"My husband, my husband, are you alright? Answer me if you hear me, so my brothers and I can dig you out."
The sixth brother's wife called out as she dug into the broken mud bricks.
Suddenly, the sixth brother's wife raised her hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Amidst the noise, they pinpointed the direction of He Laoliu's voice and carefully began their digging.
Before, I dared to use a pickaxe or something to dig, but now I only dare to dig with my hands, for fear that I might accidentally crack my husband's (brother's) head open.
More than an hour later, He Laoliu was finally dug out of the ruins.
Perhaps it's a case of evil living for a thousand years; it's just that He Laoliu's life shouldn't have ended.
Perhaps because he was whipped today and his wounds weren't treated properly, He Laoliu developed a fever in the middle of the night.
If he wants a drink of water, he first calls for his wife.
When he realized his wife wasn't around, he remembered she was sleeping outside, so he got up to get some water.
Just as I reached the foot of the bed, the floor dragon rolled over, lost its balance, and fell to the ground.
He crawled to the foot of the bed using both his hands and feet, then crawled under the bed and lay down close to the wall.
Just as he lay down, he heard the sound of the roof beams collapsing, followed by a series of crackling sounds as dirt fell from all directions, scaring He Laoliu so much that he dared not move.
The earthquake stopped, and he tried to crawl out, but the way out was blocked, and he could hear clods of earth falling at any moment.
The bed frame, in particular, was creaking under the weight.
Old Liu dared not move, thinking that his family would surely come to rescue him.
Then came a second tremor.
The bed board collapsed, and because he was lying on his stomach inside, he had to curl up his legs, with one foot sticking out. He was hit hard by the broken bed board.
Apart from his right foot being smashed and mangled, he was not injured anywhere else.
This can be considered a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
Lao Liu's wife simply cleaned Lao Liu's wounds and waited until dawn to ask a doctor to treat him.
Just as Old Lady He was about to lose her temper and tell her daughter-in-law to go out and find a doctor, another aftershock struck.
Old Lady He quickly shut her mouth, which was spewing filth. Fortunately, the aftershock only lasted a few moments before stopping.
The people, too frightened to move, stood like quails.
On the Zhao family's side, apart from the old couple's roof being broken and a few earthenware pots in the yard being smashed, there was no other damage.
At this moment, Lord Duan, who was in the prefectural government office, was squatting in his own tent, secretly rejoicing.
"Luckily, I, Lao Duan, am decisive and good at listening to others' opinions, otherwise I, Lao Duan, would probably be smashed into pieces by now."
While muttering to himself, he looked towards his bedroom from inside the tent. The house no longer resembled what it used to be; broken tiles and ruins were an understatement to describe the current state of chaos.
"Sir, we have investigated the situation in each district. Apart from a few people who ignored our advice and were still sleeping in their houses, resulting in some being killed or injured, the others who were living in tents outside only suffered minor abrasions."
The exact number of casualties has not yet been fully tallied, but it is not serious.
Most of the collapsed houses were adobe houses or old houses; newly built houses generally did not have major problems.
Many of the examination rooms inside the examination hall collapsed.
With the provincial examination approaching, this matter still requires a final decision from the adults.
After daybreak, people from the surrounding villages and towns should come to report on the specific situation of each village.
"Sir, why don't you rest for a while? You haven't slept a wink all night."
The advisor advised.
Lord Duan clapped his hands, looking worried.
It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, it was that he was afraid to sleep, lest he fall asleep and another tremor cause him to die in his sleep.
The clerk quickly brewed another bowl of strong tea for the prefect to refresh himself; this was the only pot of drinkable water left in the yamen.
This was something the head chef had someone carry out of the kitchen with great effort, and it was only preserved by covering it with a wooden jar lid and a large iron pot.
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