Chapter 373: Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future

Lin Yulan also saw Jiang Rou suddenly turn around and avoid her, while Lin Yuyao suffered the consequences of her own actions and fell into the waves, gradually disappearing from sight.

So Lin Yulan's mood at this moment is the most complicated.

After all, Lin Yuyao is her sister. Now that her sister's life or death is unknown, she must be feeling upset and sad.

besides.

Lin Yulan's strongest emotion was actually disappointment.

She didn't understand why Lin Yuyao became like this.

How could a girl who was originally kind and sensible become like this...

So, when Lin Yulan saw Jiang Rou's solemn look, she immediately knew what she was thinking.

There are too many people here, so this isn't the best place to discuss this matter.

Lin Yulan shook her head gently at Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou immediately understood.

They put Lin Yuyao's affairs aside for the time being, and after taking a short rest, they rushed to the dock.

…

Half an hour later.

Island Pier.

The howling wind continued, and the waves were blown up high and hit us again and again.

The usually peaceful pier was now surging with water.

The complex weather conditions continue.

The previous heavy rain suddenly stopped.

The heavy dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the afternoon sun finally showed its true colors.

Everything seems to be sunny after the rain.

But it is hard to guess.

Jiang Rou was not in the mood to care about the weather for a moment.

She gazed into the distance with full heart and eyes, watching the red flag approaching and the ships docking.

The boat couldn't stay steady in the rough sea.

Still swinging up and down.

Shaking.

A familiar tall figure walked out of the cabin.

It’s Zhou Chongshan!

Zhou Chongshan was also wet all over.

In the crook of his arms he held a child wrapped in a military uniform.

Following closely behind Zhou Chongshan was Song Yan.

Song Yan also held a child in his arms.

When the ship went in to rescue, it was Zhou Chongshan and Song Yan who bravely jumped into the sea.

They rushed to the reef with all their might and brought the child from the reef to the boat.

Now, we are finally back to shore.

"Xiaochuan, Xiaohua!"

As soon as Jiang Rou saw Zhou Chongshan and the child, she rushed over despite her weak body.

Zhou Chongshan held Zhou Xiaohua in his arms, wrapped in a military jacket, with only a pale face exposed.

Zhou Xiaohua is young after all. So many things happened today. She was almost on the verge of death. And when she saw Jiang Rou almost in danger, the frail little girl was so frightened that she fainted.

At this moment, she was lying quietly in Zhou Chongshan's arms, without a sound.

Even when he fell asleep, his brows were still furrowed with anxiety.

The other side.

Zhou Xiaochuan's situation is not much better.

He leaned on Song Yan's chest. Although he was conscious and able to open his eyes, he was weaker than ever before.

The stubborn boy who could grit his teeth and endure it even when he was sick, never showing a trace of vulnerability.

At this moment, it is like a porcelain doll that will break if touched lightly.

He had never looked like that before.

"Ogawa..."

Jiang Rou gently stroked Zhou Xiaochuan's face and chest, as if feeling his breathing and heartbeat.

"I'm glad you're okay... I'm glad you're okay... I'm glad you're okay..."

At this moment.

Jiang Rou couldn't say anything else but gently caress Zhou Xiaochuan again and again.

She was heartbroken.

There was a hole on Zhou Xiaochuan's forehead caused by a stone. The blood had stopped flowing and the wound had turned white from being soaked in sea water.

When Jiang Rou touched Zhou Xiaochuan's palm.

"hiss--"

The boy, who had been quiet until now, let out a light gasp.

Jiang Rou looked down.

Zhou Xiaochuan's bruised palms were covered with scars of varying sizes and countless scratches.

It seems that he was bullied by Wang Fugui and others before Jiang Rou arrived.

Jiang Rou could no longer hold back her tears, which began to fall.

Zhou Xiaochuan drank too much sea water and his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak.

He moved his lips, but no sound came out.

He raised his hands again.

The scarred fingers touched the corners of Jiang Rou's eyes and wiped away her tears.

[Mom, don’t cry…]

Jiang Rou's palms were actually covered with scars.

She wiped her face vigorously and clenched her fists.

"It's okay! They are just minor wounds. We can take care of them. As long as they are alive, that's all that matters..."

Jiang Rou lowered her head with red eyes and kissed Zhou Xiaochuan's forehead tenderly.

Finished reading Zhou Xiaochuan.

Jiang Rou walked towards Zhou Xiaohua.

During this period, Zhou Chongshan's eyes were always on Jiang Rou.

The man's eyes were deep and solemn.

He had already scanned her entire body and saw Jiang Rou's fragility and paleness.

That slender figure was clearly about to fall down.

But it holds on so firmly.

Jiang Rou didn't even want to show her vulnerable and hurt side, and still put all her care on the child.

"Xiaohua...Xiaohua..."

When her eyes fell on Zhou Xiaohua, Jiang Rou's calm emotions, which she had been suppressing, began to surge like waves.

If it weren't for Zhou Xiaohua's reminder, Jiang Rou might have died in the sea by now.

That moment.

It is the bond between mother and daughter.

How could Jiang Rou's heart not be touched?

She really wanted to hug Zhou Xiaohua tightly and feel the girl's breathing and pulse.

But Zhou Xiaohua looked so small and fragile, and Jiang Rou was afraid of hurting her.

She looked at Zhou Xiaohua with a distressed look and caressed her gently with her fingertips.

Zhou Chongshan comforted her, "Wife, Xiaohua is fine. I checked her and she is not injured, she just fell asleep."

"I'm glad you're okay... I'm glad you're okay..."

Jiang Rou choked up and repeated herself in a low voice.

She saw Zhou Xiaohua holding a silver object in her hand.

Take a closer look.

——That’s a harmonica.

It was a gift she gave to Zhou Xiaohua personally.

The harmonica had been twisted and deformed, but was held firmly in the hands of the unconscious Zhou Xiaohua.

The importance of this harmonica to children is self-evident.

Wang Fugui...

Harmonica...

Accident……

Some guesses flashed through Jiang Rou's mind, allowing her to roughly connect all the things.

If her guess is true...

"Silly child, it's just a harmonica. If we run out of it, we can buy a second one, a third one...silly child...Xiaohua is such a silly child..."

Jiang Rou couldn't hold back any longer, and her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Her silly child...

In front of Zhou Chongshan were his most important wife and daughter. He wanted to reach out and wipe Jiang Rou's tears, but he couldn't free his hands.

Compared to Jiang Rou's self-blame.

The person who feels more guilty is Zhou Chongshan.

He failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and a father, which led to their suffering.

Zhou Chongshan's frown never relaxed from beginning to end, and his breathing was silent and low.

In such a solemn atmosphere.

Zhou Xiaohua, who was dizzy, slowly opened her eyes.

The dark eyes slowly turned and looked at Jiang Rou.

She said softly, "Mom..."