"Huilan, Ranran, you must never leave me. Let's go home," Su's father said in a hoarse voice to Su's mother and Su Xingran.
Su Xingran felt the warmth emanating from her parents, then glanced at Su Wenli lying on the ground. "Okay, Mom and Dad, our family will always be together. Mom and Dad, I'm going home."
Su's father led Su Xingran and Su's mother home. As they passed the village chief, Su's father said, "The person is lying up ahead. I'm taking Huilan and her daughter home."
Upon hearing what Su's father said, the village chief immediately went to the front to see, and there indeed lay Su's eldest daughter. "She's here, Su, come and see."
Upon hearing the village chief's words, Old Man Su immediately went over. Approaching, he saw Su Wenli lying on the ground and staggered over. Reaching Su Wenli and recognizing her condition, he exclaimed, "Ah! Wenli!"
A cry reached the ears of the Su family of three as they walked away. Ignoring it, they continued on their way up the mountain.
Old Master Su held Su Wenli and wept bitterly; Su Wenli had already died. With such a high cliff and so many rocks on the ground, falling there meant certain death.
Su Wenye and Su Wenzhong also lay on the ground and wept bitterly. Their sister, whom they had known for twenty years, was gone just like that.
The village chief, the brigade leader, and the villagers who had come to search for the person also felt a pang of pity. Even if someone had done wrong, death is pitiful and tragic at this moment. The cries of the family members, in particular, were heartbreaking.
"Old Su, don't cry. It's getting late, and the path up the cliff is difficult to walk. Put your daughter on a stretcher and take her home!" the village chief advised.
Knowing the road was difficult, Su Laoda nodded and put Su Wenli down. He took off a piece of clothing and covered Su Wenli's face. Su Wenye then picked up Su Wenli and placed her on the stretcher.
Several people took turns helping to carry the stretcher until Su Wenli was carried into the courtyard of the Su family's house. Zhao Xiaohua, who was inside the house, heard the noise and quickly ran out.
Seeing Su Wenli lying in the yard with a cloth covering her head, Zhao Xiaohua, who was about to fall, stumbled to the ground. She crawled on all fours to Su Wenli and, with trembling hands, tried to lift the cloth. When she saw Su Wenli beneath the cloth, she finally broke down in tears.
"Wenli, my dear Wenli, why did you leave us? How am I supposed to live?" Zhao Xiaohua cried as she spoke.
Old Mrs. Su, who had woken up inside the house, heard the crying and mustered all her strength to get up. She staggered into the yard and saw Zhao Xiaohua holding Su Wenli, who was covered in blood.
Old Mrs. Su's vision went black, she couldn't catch her breath, and collapsed to the ground. The village chief, the brigade leader, and several people who hadn't left yet, still in the yard, were all startled.
The village chief rushed over to check on Granny Su, and the three Su brothers also ran over to see her. But no matter how they pressed her philtrum or other areas, Granny Su did not wake up.
The village chief placed his hand near Old Lady Su's nose. His eyes widened, and his hand trembled as he moved it away. "Old Master Su, your mother is dead."
Old Man Su looked at the village chief in disbelief, then reached out and placed his hand under Old Woman Su's nose to test her breathing. Old Woman Su was already out of breath.
When Granny Su fainted, the brigade leader sent someone to fetch Doctor Huang. When Doctor Huang arrived, he frowned upon seeing the situation in the yard.
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