Bai Rong felt a little heavy-hearted.
She took the paper with trembling hands.
The clear large words on it stung her eyes.
Zhang Sinian, the commander of a certain unit, is seriously injured and unconscious. Please come as soon as possible!
Every word on the telegram is not cheap, it is bought with money.
Therefore, people who send telegrams usually keep their messages brief.
It's enough to be able to express your meaning clearly.
If you can write less, write less.
Bai Rong was immersed in the grief of her son's injury and was unable to extricate herself for a while.
She didn't even know when the courier left.
Zhang Xinxin, who was eating in the yard, waited for her for a long time but she didn't come back, so he put down his bowl and chopsticks and came out.
"mom!"
She shouted as she approached the gate.
Bai Rong woke up instantly when she heard her shout.
Her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes and she couldn't stop them.
At this moment, she felt like the sky was falling.
"Xiao Nian, my Xiao Nian!"
Finally, she couldn't help herself and screamed out loud.
She hugged her head, squatted on the ground and cried.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Xinxin really didn't understand why her mother suddenly broke down just because she opened the door.
“Wuwuwu…”
Bai Rong was choked with sobs and couldn't speak. She just squatted there crying.
Zhang Xinxin stepped forward, helped her up, and dragged her into the yard.
If there is even the slightest disturbance outside, the villagers will be keeping a close eye on it all the time!
Don’t say everything is fine. Even if something is wrong, you have to go home and tell it.
This saves others from listening to it and having nothing to do but laugh at the joke.
Bai Rong did not resist her and followed her strength to walk into the yard.
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