So after hearing their conversation, the people on the bus lost all interest in gossiping and became worried.
However, bad things will not stop happening just because people worry.
Just as the oxcart reached the fork in the road between Qingshan Brigade and Hongqi Brigade, a whirlwind swept across the open road.
The strong wind, carrying snowflakes and leaves, stung people's faces. The most terrifying thing was that the old ox was startled by the wind and started running wildly.
Although Old Yang tried his best to pull on the reins, he was unable to control the frightened ox. When the vehicle reached the narrow road leading to Qingshan Brigade, it overturned into the ditch beside it.
From the moment the ox was startled, Chen Shuning was held tightly in He Chaoyang's arms. At the moment the vehicle overturned, He Chaoyang held Chen Shuning in one arm and grabbed Old Yang, who was closest to him, with the other hand, and jumped off the vehicle, rolling onto the snowdrift next to them.
Although Old Yang was not young, he had served in the army when he was young and was still quite skilled. With the help of He Chaoyang, he jumped onto the snowdrift without getting hurt.
Chen Shuning was already wrapped in a thick blanket and was protected in He Chaoyang's arms the whole time, so naturally she was not injured.
But the others weren't so lucky; they tumbled into the ditch along with the oxcart.
Shen Hongmei and Yang Wanqiu, who boarded the cart later, were relatively unharmed, as they were thrown out by the inertia. However, the women sitting in the middle were crushed under the oxcart.
After settling Chen Shuning in a sheltered snowdrift, He Chaoyang hurriedly ran over to check on the oxcart.
Because the old ox was tied with its reins, it was thrown into the ditch by the cart. Fortunately, the ditch was not deep, and the old ox did not appear to be injured, but it was now thrashing its hooves in agitation.
With quick reflexes, they stopped Old Yang from jumping into the ditch to rescue the old ox.
He Chaoyang advised, "Grandpa Yang, the ox is still in a state of fright. If you rush over there rashly, it may get hurt. You'd better try to calm it down first. Otherwise, if the old ox goes berserk again and pulls the cart, the people trapped underneath may be in danger."
With the north wind howling, He Chaoyang had to shout to get his words out. Even Old Yang, who was right next to He Chaoyang, could barely hear what he was saying; the others couldn't hear him at all.
Liu Guihua's leg was trapped under the cart shaft, and the excruciating pain made her scream uncontrollably, which frightened the old ox that was closest to her, making it even more agitated.
It struggled to stand up, but its legs were tangled in the reins, so it couldn't get up. It just kept struggling and making the oxcart sway in the ditch.
The oxen that weren't crushed by the cart were fine and thrashed around, but the people underneath couldn't take it. Liu Guihua, whose leg was under the cart, fainted from the pain as the cart jolted along.
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