The sky gradually brightened.
When the first rays of sunlight rose, the fire was finally put out.
Everyone couldn't help but cheer and applaud.
Jiang Shiyue sat down on the ground. The ground was wet, and her clothes were wet. She felt very uncomfortable. But she felt relieved, and suddenly she felt weak.
This is the real survival.
Chen Shanhe's lips turned pale, and he kept searching the crowd. When he saw Jiang Shiyue, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her, holding out his hand. "You can't sit on the ground. Go change your clothes before coming out."
The ground is wet and cold, which is not good for women.
Jiang Shiyue saw that Chen Shanhe's fingertips were trembling as he stretched them towards her, and knew that he was exhausted.
She borrowed Chen Shanhe's help to get up, climbed into the previous carriage, changed into convenient clothes, and searched for a long time before finding the cloth bag containing dry food and snacks. She took out a piece of bread and a military water bottle and handed them to Chen Shanhe.
She also took a piece of bread, took a bite, looked up, and saw that everyone around her was looking at her eagerly.
Jiang Shiyue felt like a sheep that had strayed into a pack of wolves.
Jiang Shiyue hesitated for a moment, left two loaves of bread, stood up and distributed the dry food, snacks and fruits in the package to everyone.
Jiang Shiyue first distributed it to the seriously injured, and then to the officers and soldiers who had just rushed into the fire to put out the fire.
The rest are gone.
There are too many people and there is not enough food to go around.
Jiang Shiyue even gave half of the bread in his hand to others.
Chen Shanhe did the same. He only broke off the part he had bitten and gave the rest away.
Jiang Shiyue gave the remaining two loaves of bread to Yangyang and Wu Xiu'e.
Zhao Caifeng, who had just escaped from the predicament, became furious again when she saw Jiang Shiyue holding two loaves of bread without her own share. She jumped up from the ground and cursed at Jiang Shiyue.
"Jiang Shiyue, you have no conscience! You would rather give the food to strangers than to me? Don't forget! There are also my rations in there."
Jiang Shiyue squinted at Zhao Caifeng and said, "You still have the energy to curse, which proves you're not hungry!"
"you……"
Jiang Shiyue was exhausted and her temper wasn't as good as usual. She slapped Zhao Caifeng's hand away and said, "What do you mean by 'me'? Hundreds of people are fighting the fire, and you have the nerve to sit here and watch? You have hands and feet but you refuse to help. Now you're saying you have a share in the rations? Why didn't you say you had a share in saving people just now?"
You have to know that without everyone working together to put out the fire, you would be dead now. Since you don't want to help, then go hungry!"
Zhao Caifeng wanted to say something, but Wu Xiu'e broke off half of the bread and gave it to her. "Caifeng, please stop talking. The train is broken down, and we don't know how we can get home. Don't argue with Shiyue."
Zhao Caifeng wanted to say something, but Jiang Shiyue pretended to grab the bread from Wu Xiu'e's hand. Zhao Caifeng quickly snatched the bread and stuffed it into her mouth, gobbling it up.
The bread sold at the train station was different from the soft bread sold decades later. It was just a little softer than the fire-baked bread and quite choking.
Jiang Shiyue frowned, not liking Wu Xiu'e's good-natured attitude of trying to keep things quiet.
Wu Xiu'e lowered her head, twisting her clothes nervously, and explained in a low voice: "You've been busy all day and don't have the energy to fight. You're at a disadvantage."
Jiang Shiyue paused.
Was Wu Xiu'e accommodating Zhao Caifeng because she was afraid she would suffer a loss?!
Suddenly, a small hand holding half a loaf of bread appeared in front of me.
Jiang Shiyue lowered his head.
Yangyang said nothing, raising his little hands high.
He was wearing Wu Xiu'e's jacket, and the sleeves were piled up on his shoulders because he raised his arms.
Wu Xiu'e noticed Jiang Shiyue's gaze and whispered, "I just wore it when I went out. It's not dirty."
Jiang Shiyue was grateful and couldn't call out "Mom". She smiled and said, "Thank you!"
Only someone as elderly as Wu Xiu'e would wear a coat in this kind of weather.
It’s just the beginning of autumn, and the temperature difference between morning, noon and evening is too big.
It was very cold when we escaped from the train.
Wu Xiu'e took off her coat and gave it to Yangyang.
As Jiang Shiyue spoke, she pushed Yangyang's little hand back and said, "I just ate half a piece of bread. I'm not hungry for now. We can eat after we get out of this predicament."
Yangyang still raised his hands stubbornly.
Jiang Shiyue had no choice but to take the small half piece of bread from his other hand, "Yangyang, I just ate a piece of bread and I'm not hungry now, so I can eat half of it, okay?"
Yangyang then withdrew his hand and bit the bread.
Jiang Shiyue took a small bite of bread and looked for Chen Shanhe.
Finally, Chen Shanhe’s back was seen on the top of the mountain where the train accident happened.
Chen Shanhe supported his hands on his knees, turned his back to the crowd, and looked into the distance.
Jiang Shiyue frowned, not knowing if it was an illusion, but she felt that Chen Shanhe's back revealed a sense of powerlessness and sadness.
Jiang Shiyue ran up the mountain, and Yangyang followed her.
There were other people climbing up different hills, but no one came down for a long time.
When Jiang Shiyue ran halfway, the rain gradually stopped, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger.
The road up the mountain was bumpy and difficult to walk on, and it was still a bit slippery after the rain.
Jiang Shiyue was just about to carry Yangyang on her back when a big hand reached out from the side and picked up Yangyang before her.
Jiang Shiyue looked up and saw Chen Shanhe.
"Let's go back?" Chen Shanhe asked, but his tone was affirmative. It was obvious that he heard the noise and came over to stop Jiang Shiyue.
"I want to see." Jiang Shiyue looked up at Chen Shanhe, her almond eyes full of determination.
Chen Shanhe didn't say anything else. He held Yangyang in one hand and Jiang Shiyue in the other, and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step against the wind.
As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you can see.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Shiyue didn't want to see so far.
The scene was devastated.
There was no building taller than two stories in sight.
It seemed as if the entire city had been razed to the ground.
Even if you can't see the actual disaster site, you can still guess what kind of hell on earth it is.
Faint wailing sounds were heard on the wind.
Jiang Shiyue sighed deeply and closed his eyes, "Let's go back!"
She is now also one of the victims of the disaster. It is difficult for her to save herself, let alone save others.
Chen Shanhe said nothing and turned around with her.
Jiang Shiyue walked forward a few steps and heard no movement. She turned around and saw Chen Shanhe still standing there looking ahead. She asked him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
Chen Shanhe pointed down the mountain and said, "Someone is coming."
Jiang Shiyue looked in the direction he pointed.
She is not nearsighted, but she still can't see anything.
He couldn't help but look at Chen Shanhe with suspicion.
Chen Shanhe frowned, "They must be the people who are fleeing from the disaster nearby."
Jiang Shiyue turned his head again and looked carefully in the remote direction at the foot of the mountain.
After a while, a group of people appeared in the field of vision.
It seems there are quite a few people.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Curious, what is Chen Shanhe’s eyesight?
I can actually see so far.
After a while, the people arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Jiang Shiyue confirmed Chen Shanhe's guess.
There were men, women, young and old, about two or three hundred people, all in dishevel, some with bruises on their faces and bodies, looking in a miserable state.
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