Everyone slowly retreated to the side. The village chief tried to crawl through the broken bricks and tiles on the roof to rescue people, but the opening was too small for him to squeeze through.
He stood up, looked around, trying to find a small, thin person, and spotted Shen Sisi at a glance.
"I'll do it!" Shen Sisi didn't hesitate and stepped forward.
The village chief hesitated, after all, there were risks down there, and they might be buried again by the collapsing houses and mud.
What if something happens to her, a sent-down youth in the city?
Shen Sisi understood the village chief's concerns, but time was of the essence, and she couldn't worry about that now.
Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves, lay down on the ground, and crawled into the pile of broken bricks and tiles.
It was very narrow inside, but luckily she was tall and slender, so she could barely squeeze in.
As soon as I entered, I saw a mother holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in her arms, supporting the wooden beam behind her with her back.
The mother's face had turned purple; she had already passed away.
Even in death, she remained in a protective posture, using her last strength to create a path to survival for her children.
Seeing this scene, Chen Sisi's nose tingled with tears, and tears streamed down her face. She was an ordinary mother, but also a great one.
Feeling the muddy water seeping into his head, he thoughtfully reached out his hand to the child in front of him: "Come with me."
The boy, trembling, grasped Chen Sisi's hand.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out of here."
Chen Sisi spoke softly, but the boy didn't move. Instead, he reached out and tugged at his mother's arm as if she were still alive: "Mom, why aren't you leaving?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Sisi could no longer hold back her tears and broke down.
The little child doesn't understand what death is.
“Child…your mother…” Shen Sisi bit her lower lip hard, her mouth filled with the taste of blood, and said with unbearable pain, “Your mother is gone. Go, go quickly…”
The little boy burst into tears, clinging tightly to his mother, refusing to let go.
In the struggle, the beam above her head suddenly seemed to bear a huge impact, pressing down an inch. Just as the wood was about to smash into Chen Sisi, a figure forced his way in and pushed her aside.
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