A group of people were hurriedly digging up the collapsed earth wall with hoes.
Fortunately, one wall was only half collapsed and not completely collapsed, otherwise there would be no need to save the people.
If there is a wall that has not collapsed completely, people may still be able to be saved.
It depends on Wang Dazhu's luck.
"Son, if anything happens to you, how will I, an old woman, live?"
"Oh my God, my son is innocent. If you really want to take him away, take me."
"I raised you with all my heart and soul, and you haven't even gotten married or had children yet, so how could something happen to you? How am I supposed to survive if I'm left alone as an old woman?"
Dazhu's mother screamed at the top of her lungs, and sat there slumped with tears and snot.
Zhang Chunya comforted him, "Don't cry, maybe Dazhu is fine. Don't let your crying cause any trouble and delay the villagers from saving the child."
Old Lady Li and she helped pull Dazhu Niang up.
As soon as Dazhu's mother saw Li Mingqing, she rushed over and asked, "Mingqing, will Dazhu be okay?"
She pulled his arm tightly with such strength that even through the thick cotton-padded jacket it felt like she was pulling directly at his flesh.
"Auntie, let's see Dazhu first."
Li Dahua scolded, "What's the point of crying? Stop causing trouble here. Look, all the villagers are here. Everything will be fine."
Dazhu Niang continued crying and said, "I regret it so much. If I had known, I would have braved the cold and come out to clear the snow last night."
"Tell me, how can you still be so confused at your age? The younger generation doesn't know, but don't you know it? You've lived all these years in vain."
"I killed the child."
Li Mingqing's head was buzzing from crying.
He was afraid that the old woman would faint from crying so hard.
Several people worked together to clean up the collapsed house, and finally they saw Wang Dazhui.
Fortunately, there was a wooden cabinet next to him, and the collapsed half of the wall fell on the cabinet, forming a relatively safe space.
Wang Dazhu was not in danger of death, but his foot was hit by the earth wall.
Others were frightened and fainted.
When the village chief and the team leader saw that no one responded, they quickly asked Li Mingqing to go forward and take a look.
After taking his pulse, Li Mingqing said, "He's alive and well, but his foot is seriously injured. Fortunately, it hit his foot instead of his head."
After he finished speaking, he took out a silver needle and injected an injection into his philtrum.
Wang Dazhu suddenly opened his eyes.
"Oh my god, am I saved?"
Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief when they heard his voice.
Almost everyone in the village came to help.
The village chief said, "Thank you for your hard work, folks. Let's go back first. It's very cold outside."
Everyone's noses were red from the cold and they walked home rubbing their hands.
Dazhu's mother threw herself on Wang Dazhu and said, "Son, are you okay?"
Wang Dazhu didn't reply and continued to himself, "Oh my god, I'm really alive. It seems that God is reluctant to take me away. I will have a great future."
"Mingqing, take another look at Dazhu. Why is he talking nonsense?"
"The brain is fine, but the feet are."
"Son, does your foot hurt?"
There was a big cut on the top of my foot, and it was cold, so I probably didn't feel anything.
Only then did Wang Dazhu notice his feet.
I'm numb from the cold.
"Mingqing, please help me take a look at my leg. I hope I won't become lame in the future! I haven't even married yet, so you have to treat me well. Yin Huan didn't think I would have a good future. If I really become lame, I'll have no chance. I'm also dreaming of becoming rich and powerful, and I'm sure you'll be there for me in the future. Is my leg okay?"
"Shut up."
A grown man can really talk a lot.
Li Mingqing took out disinfectant and poured it on his feet. After tying them up with bandages, he stood up.
"You won't die, so stay out of the water."
Da Zhu Niang asked worriedly, "Are you really okay? What if the beam falls and injures your head?"
"The head is fine!"
This was the third time he had said this, and he was very angry when asked.
The village chief said, "Since Ming Qing said it's okay, then it's really okay. Don't worry about ghosts and think about where you live."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dazhu and Dazhu's mother were choked for a moment.
The only old house that provided shelter from the wind and rain collapsed, and I really don’t know where to live.
Li Mingqing packed up his medicine box and put it on his shoulder. Just as he was about to leave, Dazhu Niang stopped him and said, "Mingqing, you have many rooms in your house, can you -"
"No, there are no beds in the City God Temple in front. You can stay there."
"City God Temple?! Can people live there?"
"If you don't go, just build a tent in this icy snow. Oh, and don't forget to send over the fifty cents for medical expenses after you've packed them up."
Li Mingqing left without looking back. He didn't even ask for medical expenses, but the mother and son of the Wang family wanted to take advantage of him.
Dazhu Niang looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, what do you think of us?"
"Pack your things and go to the City God Temple."
At least the huge Snow City God Temple was intact and more solid than the Wang family's old house.
The village chief and the team leader helped to carry the bedding and iron pots soaked in snow to the City God Temple.
He helped to clean up roughly and then left.
The mother and son felt so regretful when they looked at the City God Temple which was leaky from all sides.
Why am I so unlucky?
If I had known this earlier, I would never have made myself homeless just because of laziness.
It costs a lot of money to build a house, and you have to treat the people who help you to food.
"Son, tell me what kind of life we're living. Your short-lived father left us mother and me to suffer here. He doesn't even know how to protect us in hell. He was useless when he was alive, and even more useless after he died."
Dazhu's mother wanted to curse all eighteen generations of the Wang family.
Wang Dazhu was upset when he heard this and said, "Mom, go light the fire in the stove. I can't feel my foot right now. If this continues, I'll really become lame."
"Mom will go right away."
Dazhu Niang tidied up this side and that side, and it took her the whole afternoon to make it look presentable.
"I'm so tired! We're the only unlucky ones. Of all the old houses in the village, only ours collapsed. Who can I turn to for justice? God is really blind."
The mother and son cursed the sky and the earth but did not look for the reason in themselves.
When Li Mingqing returned home, the snow had been cleared to create a path at the gate.
It was cleaned up by the three Li Mingli brothers.
Several children are making a snowman in the snow.
Children have a strong internal energy and are not afraid of the cold at all.
When Sun Jiaxue saw him come back, she quickly stood at the door with a towel and brushed off the snowflakes on his body.
She reached out and held his hand and said, "Warm you up."
Li Mingqing smiled and pulled his cold hand out of hers.
"No, it will warm up in a while. You won't be cold anymore."
She stubbornly took his hand again and asked, "No one was hurt, was it?"
"It's just a minor injury. Wang Dazhu is considered lucky. Did you sweep the path in the yard?"
"It wasn't really sweeping, I just used the shovel to push a small path back and forth. I didn't do anything at the front door. Come with me to sweep it later."
"Brother, please help clear the snow from the gate."
"The sun is out, it will melt quickly."
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