Chapter 391 An Accident in the Cave (1)
Liu Gensheng was crying and laughing, and Zhou Xiaohua was a little confused.
She gave Liu Gensheng a gift in the hope that he would be happy.
But why are tears falling again? Is it because the gifts are not enough?
What can she do when she has nothing better to offer?
When Zhou Xiaohua was at a loss, Zhou Xiaochuan came over with a transparent glass bottle.
Liu Gensheng wiped his tears, hiccuped and sobbed, and spoke with a trembling voice.
"What is this...what is this?"
Zhou Xiaochuan replied, "It's a hermit crab."
Zhou Xiaochuan placed the glass bottle in the middle of the bed, and three little people lay around it.
Three pairs of eyes, wide open, observed the hermit crab in the bottle together.
During these most dangerous days on the island, the hermit crab lived safely in its small space.
Shallow sand, slightly damp.
The hermit crab curled up in the shell, after feeling stable, slowly stretched out its claws, revealing its small body.
It was crawling and crawling in the sand.
Carrying its little shell on its back, it crawls and crawls...
"Gensheng, look! This small shell is the home of the hermit crab. No matter where it goes, it will carry its home with it. It and its home will always be together..."
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This evening.
In the red afterglow of the setting sun, Jiang Rou had already cleaned the house inside and out.
The house looked brand new again, and everything seemed to have returned to the state before the earthquake.
Zhao Guifen started to cook her iron pot of stewed chicken in the yard.
She started working on it a few hours ago and killed two chickens in one go, which was really a huge investment.
Da Huzi and Er Huzi couldn't help but complain while helping.
"Mom, why are you so generous this time? You finally stopped stealing! Can we still eat chicken tomorrow?"
"You little bastard! If I wasn't doing this for you two, would I have to be so stingy? And, this isn't called stinginess, this is called thriftiness! I know how to live! If I don't save money, how can I have the money to find you a wife in the future?"
"Mom, I'm only a few years old. Don't keep asking for a wife. I'm so tired of hearing you. My dad said he's going to send me to the army and won't let me get married before I'm 20. If you're anxious to have a big, fat grandson, forget it. You might as well have another one yourself."
"Da Huzi! I haven't spanked you for a few days. Is your butt itchy again? Where's my bamboo stick? Don't run away from me!"
"Ah...Mom...Erhuzi, hurry up and hold Mom..."
The three of them, mother and her two children, were in chaos.
Let the shabby yard be filled with life again.
Soon after, the aroma of chicken stewed in an iron pot filled the air, making people salivate.
However.
Jiang Rou did not get to eat this feast that Zhao Guifen had spent a lot of money and effort to prepare.
Because——Song Qingqian is here.
Song Qingqian appeared outside the courtyard gate and just stood there quietly.
In just three days, she looked thinner.
Only those beautiful and charming red phoenix eyes still radiate a clear light.
Zhao Guifen saw Song Qingqian first, wiped her hands on her apron, and greeted her immediately.
"Sister Qingqian is here. You came just in time. Today our two families will have dinner together. You don't have to go home and cook. Come eat with us."
Song Qingqian shook her head.
She didn't look at the messy yard, nor did she look at the fragrant iron pot of stewed chicken.
His eyes were fixed on Zhou's house.
She said, "I'm here to see Arou. I have something to tell her."
His expression was serious and his voice was low, revealing a sense of seriousness.
Even Zhao Guifen, who was such a loud-mouthed person, felt that something serious was going on.
When Song Qingqian mentioned Jiang Rou, he wasn't as intimate as before.
Did the two of them have a quarrel?
Just wondering.
Jiang Rou walked out of the house and saw Song Qingqian.
She knew that what was coming would come and there was no way to avoid it.
As the aftershock danger alert was lifted, everyone began to resume their normal lives, which also meant that another thing could no longer be kept secret.
The night before yesterday.
Jiang Rou was still sleeping in the open-air training ground.
In silence.
Zhou Chongshan once went back secretly.
The man only woke up Jiang Rou and told her a big news.
The news was about He Donglai.
Zhou Chongshan said with a serious expression.
"Wife, you must be mentally prepared, and you must also make Song Qingqian mentally prepared."
Since Jiang Rou learned about the incident, she tried her best to remain normal in her interactions with Song Qingqian and not reveal any clues.
Her cover may have been flawless.
But you can't stop a woman's sixth sense.
Nor can it stop a wife's intuition about her husband.
Jiang Rou had expected this, but she didn't expect this moment to come earlier than she imagined.
She thought she could at least put it off until tomorrow.
Jiang Rou and Song Qingqian looked into each other's eyes.
After a long time, it slowly turned away.
She asked Zhao Guifen for help.
"Sister Guifen, Qingqian and I have to go out for something, and we don't know when we will be back. Please take care of Xiaochuan, Xiaohua and Gensheng. I have made the beds in the room, you just need to watch them eat and go to bed."
"It's just babysitting. I'm the best at this. Besides, Da Huzi and Er Huzi can also look after the children. It's not a big deal." Zhao Guifen agreed readily, but was also puzzled. "It's so late today, why are you going out? You don't even want to eat dinner? Are you in such a hurry?"
"It's a very important matter."
Jiang Rou concluded in a deep voice without saying anything more.
After a while.
Jiang Rou took Song Qingqian and walked on the road leading to the back mountain.
The two of them were silent, with only the sound of their cloth shoes stepping on the gravel road.
It lasted for a long time.
Along the way, they occasionally passed by soldiers in military uniforms.
The soldiers were in a hurry, and even when they saw Jiang Rou and Song Qingqian, they didn't pay much attention to them and passed by them quickly.
In silence.
Finally, it was Song Qingqian who broke the silence.
She looked normal, but her hands were hanging down, tightly grasping the fabric of her pants, and her nails were rubbing hard, as if she wanted to tear the fabric.
Song Qingqian asked, "Did He Donglai have an accident?"
Jiang Rou responded and nodded slightly, "Yes, it was an accident."
a moment.
Song Qingqian's solemn face was completely devoid of blood.
The steps that were moving forward suddenly stopped.
Three days ago.
Song Qingqian had once been worried and suspicious.
[Was that really a normal explosion? Could it be... an accident? ]
At that time, Jiang Rou either changed the subject or comforted Song Qingqian not to think too much.
At that time, everything on the island was in chaos.
Even though Song Qingqian had some uneasy doubts in her heart, she did not dare to bother Liang Guangming or Zhou Chongshan at such a critical moment.
She hoped that the inexplicable uneasiness and inner worries were just her illusion.
However.
At this moment.
Jiang Rou went to look at her and gave her an answer.
It was indeed an accident!
All her anxieties turned into an iron-like reality in that instant.