Chapter 384 Grandpa, Don’t Go… (1)
Jiang Rou's words were like the sun, soothing Lin Yulan's tense heart.
She held Jiang Rou's hand tightly, and her eyes became red unconsciously.
She knew very well in her heart that the reason Jiang Rou stopped pursuing the matter was not to forgive Lin Yuyao, but for her sake.
To give her something to be happy about in this tense environment.
Acidic tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.
Lin Yulan wiped it gently.
She promised.
"After the chaos is over, I will definitely let Yuyao leave. I will not hide what Yuyao has done these days, and I will tell her parents everything. Ah Rou, I promise you that Yuyao will never appear in front of anyone again. I will definitely do it."
"Okay. I believe Sister Yulan."
Jiang Rou responded.
She looked at the long-lost joy in Lin Yulan's eyes, and it was worth it.
While Jiang Rou and Lin Yulan were talking.
Song Qingqian's eyes were mostly focused on the soldiers coming and going.
During this period, many soldiers carried stretchers, which were loaded with not only wounded soldiers but also sometimes covered with white sheets.
There was a dead body under the white sheets, and everything was silent.
All the white sheets are placed in one place.
After all, it is still late summer. Even though it has been windy these days and relatively cool, the temperature is still high.
Generally, after an earthquake, there is a high possibility of causing problems such as bacteria and diseases.
Therefore, the placement of white sheets is also an issue that requires great attention.
current stage.
There was an open space with rows of white sheets lying neatly.
During the cremation, soldiers carried a bier and a white sheet to the body.
Song Qingqian glanced over and felt the breath of death blowing towards him, so solemn that he dared not look at it a second time.
but.
Song Qingqian blinked and turned back.
She saw a small kneeling figure on a flat white sheet.
"Arou! Look over there, why is there a child there?"
Song Qingqian pulled Jiang Rou's arm beside her.
She was so excited not only because it was a child, but also because the child looked familiar.
Jiang Rou followed Song Qingqian's reminder and turned her eyes away.
I recognized it at a glance.
It’s Liu Gensheng!
Yesterday at noon, when the strongest earthquake struck, the child broke free from Yang Zhenzhen's supervision and rushed over like crazy.
But the situation was too urgent, and there were so many children at the scene that there was no time to catch up with Liu Gensheng.
Later.
As the crowd moved, Jiang Rou tried to look for Liu Gensheng, but there was no trace of the child.
Even Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua asked, where is Liu Gensheng? Why don't they meet him?
Jiang Rou has never let go of this child in her heart.
There is no doubt that Liu Gensheng has a kind nature.
More importantly, this child is destined to be with her.
If Liu Gensheng hadn't come back to inform Jiang Rou yesterday, it would have been impossible for her to reach the beach so quickly and smoothly.
It’s all thanks to this child.
Nowadays.
In the cold white, the little child knelt beside a corpse, and no one knew how long it had been.
His back was hunched and he lowered his head as he looked at the person lying motionless on the ground.
Aside.
A soldier walked by.
The soldiers covered the opened white sheet again, put the body on a stretcher, and then carried it away for burning.
The little child was thrilled.
Liu Gensheng, who had been motionless, suddenly struggled and pushed away the approaching soldiers with his thin arms.
"Don't take my grandpa away! My grandpa is not dead! He is not dead! Grandpa is just sleeping! He is just sleeping! Don't carry him away! Grandpa will wake up when he has slept enough! He is not dead!"
As Jiang Rou approached, she heard Liu Gensheng's hoarse roar.
Liu Gensheng knelt on the ground for so long that he couldn't stand up.
He used all his strength to lie on top of the gray-haired old blind man, grabbing the old blind man's clothes tightly with both hands.
Constantly shaking and wailing.
"Grandpa, wake up!"
"Grandpa! Don't sleep anymore, wake up and talk to me!"
"Grandpa, Grandpa... Grandpa..."
Liu Gensheng kept shouting, his voice was hoarse and trembling, and he was choking with sobs.
One can't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes when hearing this.
The soldiers wanted to pull Liu Gensheng off the old blind man, but the child was so young that no one knew where he got the strength from, he just held on tightly and refused to let go.
He kept roaring.
"Don't take my grandpa away! Don't take my grandpa away! Grandpa is not dead! He just fell asleep! This is what happens when my grandpa falls asleep! Grandpa, please wake up quickly..."
Under this situation.
The soldiers couldn't bear to lay a hand on such a young child.
They saw Jiang Rou and recognized his identity.
"Sister-in-law," a soldier shouted, "Sister-in-law, do you know this child? Please persuade him. This child has been kneeling here for a day and a night."
After listening to this, Jiang Rou nodded.
"You guys go take care of other things first, I'll comfort him."
One day and one night...
Last night was a dark, windy night with aftershocks.
There were corpses lying all around the place, and Liu Gensheng, who had just given birth to such a young child, spent a day and a night among the dead.
How did you get through this...
"Gensheng."
Jiang Rou spoke softly.
She moved closer to Liu Gensheng and slowly squatted down.
Liu Gensheng had a clear reaction when he heard Jiang Rou's voice.
It’s Zhou Xiaochuan’s mother…
This is his favorite and gentlest voice, and the person who gives him the most food.
Liu Gensheng turned his head gently, revealing a haggard little face full of stains and tear marks, and eyes that had already become red and swollen from crying.
When he saw Jiang Rou, it was like he saw his only hope.
"Aunt Jiang, tell them quickly that my grandpa is not dead! My grandpa will not die! My grandpa will not abandon me! Grandpa loves your pancakes the most, and he also says that your rice dumplings are the most delicious! Grandpa can still eat, he is not dead! Grandpa is just asleep!"
"Aunt Jiang, I beg you, please tell them quickly, don't let them take my grandpa away, don't!"
As Liu Gensheng shouted, tears once again flowed from his dry eyes.
The thin little figure was shaking constantly.
But the old blind man next to him had already fallen silent, with a cold and gray expression on his face that only death could have.
Anyone who saw it would be scared, but Liu Gensheng held the old blind man's body tightly and didn't want anyone to take him away.
Jiang Rou hugged the trembling Liu Gensheng.
She patted Liu Gensheng's back gently and comforted him tenderly.
"Gensheng, don't cry... don't cry... don't be afraid, grandpa is gone, but we will be with you..."
"……Wow……"
Liu Gensheng threw himself into Jiang Rou's arms. He trembled slightly at first and sobbed softly. After holding it in for a while, he burst into tears.