"Yes, yes, my boss won't die!"
"My Dabao won't die!"
…
"I'm going to the beach to wait for him! Even if it takes me until I die, I'm going to wait for him!"
"Yes! I want to go to the beach too!"
"Maybe they've come back by now!"
Hundreds of women in the village rushed to the beach with their fists clenched!
It was as if they were really returning victoriously from fishing, blowing the horn.
Seeing these familiar women rushing out with tense faces, the village head's wife worriedly supported Uncle San and said, "Will something happen to them if they do this?"
At the seaside, if I can’t think straight, what will happen?
The village chief's head ached, and he rubbed his brows. "Now, no one can stop them, so let them vent."
The village chief was so heartbroken that he almost suffocated after losing his loved ones in the blink of an eye. He could fully understand everyone's actions.
Everyone still holds a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
When you think about the loss of so many young and middle-aged people, no one really knows what will happen to Zijiang Island in the future.
Thinking of this, the village chief's head began to ache again.
On the beach nearby.
The vast ocean is full of blue at a glance.
The sea was rippling with blue waves, but there was no trace of a boat.
Everyone stood on the beach, waiting like wooden stakes.
At the beginning, everyone's eyes were excited and eager, full of hope.
But as time passed, the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more desperate and sad.
I don't know who made the first whimpering sound.
Followed by the second, the third...
In the end, all the women and children present burst into tears.
One after another, they were all the miserable cries of women and children.
The tide surged, carrying their cries away with the waves.
On the beach, there was a burst of heartbreaking and tragic crying.
Day one, day two...
Many people fainted from crying.
At first, many people did not believe what Xu Da and Xu Er said, but as the days passed, their eyes were filled with despair.
Although he still showed disbelief on the surface, he had already believed this fact in his heart... He just couldn't accept it yet.
The entire Zijiang Island was shrouded in sadness and despair, as if the sky had collapsed.
In fact, this is true.
Zijiang Island was supported entirely by young and middle-aged men, who made a living by fishing and defending their homes. Now they are all gone... How will the remaining women and children survive in the world?
"Aunt Tu, what are you doing!" Xu Da screamed.
"Now that your Uncle Tu is gone, how can I live alone? I can't live anymore, so I might as well die!" Aunt Tu held a sharp knife in her hand and stabbed it towards her heart!
Xu Da and Xu Er rushed over and supported Aunt Tu on the left and right!
If it weren't for the quick reaction and speed of these two young men, Aunt Tu would no longer be alive.
Xu Er cried, "Aunt Tu! Please don't be like this! Uncle Tu, Uncle Tu might not be dead yet...maybe he's been rescued?"
"Are they really not dead? Did anyone really save him? Is what you said true?" Aunt Tu was in a daze, muttering to herself.
It has been two days since the accident. During these two days, all the women and children on the island have been in a state of despair and depression, and everyone's mind is blank.
"Maybe..." Xu Da could only murmur in a low voice.
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"That's right, the head of my family won't die either!"
"My Dabao won't die!"
…
"I'm going to the beach to wait for him! Even if it takes me until I die, I'm going to wait for him!"
"Yes! I want to go to the beach too!"
"Maybe they've come back by now!"
Hundreds of women in the village rushed to the beach with their fists clenched!
It was as if they were really returning victoriously from fishing, blowing the horn.
Seeing these familiar women rushing out with tense faces, the village head's wife worriedly supported Uncle San and said, "Will something happen to them if they do this?"
At the seaside, if I can’t think straight, what will happen?
The village chief's head ached, and he rubbed his brows. "Now, no one can stop them, so let them vent."
The village chief was so heartbroken that he almost suffocated after losing his loved ones in the blink of an eye. He could fully understand everyone's actions.
Everyone still holds a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
When you think about the loss of so many young and middle-aged people, no one really knows what will happen to Zijiang Island in the future.
Thinking of this, the village chief's head began to ache again.
On the beach nearby.
The vast ocean is full of blue at a glance.
The sea was rippling with blue waves, but there was no trace of a boat.
Everyone stood on the beach, waiting like wooden stakes.
At the beginning, everyone's eyes were excited and eager, full of hope.
But as time passed, the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more desperate and sad.
I don't know who made the first whimpering sound.
Followed by the second, the third...
In the end, all the women and children present burst into tears.
One after another, they were all the miserable cries of women and children.
The tide surged, carrying their cries away with the waves.
On the beach, there was a burst of heartbreaking and tragic crying.
Day one, day two...
Many people fainted from crying.
At first, many people did not believe what Xu Da and Xu Er said, but as the days passed, their eyes were filled with despair.
Although he still showed disbelief on the surface, he had already believed this fact in his heart... He just couldn't accept it yet.
The entire Zijiang Island was shrouded in sadness and despair, as if the sky had collapsed.
In fact, this is true.
Zijiang Island was supported entirely by young and middle-aged men, who made a living by fishing and defending their homes. Now they are all gone... How will the remaining women and children survive in the world?
"Aunt Tu, what are you doing!" Xu Da screamed.
"Now that your Uncle Tu is gone, how can I live alone? I can't live anymore, so I might as well die!" Aunt Tu held a sharp knife in her hand and stabbed it towards her heart!
Xu Da and Xu Er rushed over and supported Aunt Tu on the left and right!
If it weren't for the quick reaction and speed of these two young men, Aunt Tu would no longer be alive.
Xu Er cried, "Aunt Tu! Please don't be like this! Uncle Tu, Uncle Tu might not be dead yet...maybe he's been rescued?"
"Are they really not dead? Did anyone really save him? Is what you said true?" Aunt Tu was in a daze, muttering to herself.
It has been two days since the accident. During these two days, all the women and children on the island have been in a state of despair and depression, and everyone's mind is blank.
"Maybe..." Xu Da could only murmur in a low voice.
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