Lu Donglin's eyes flashed with indifference, and he carried out his actions without mercy.
An hour later, Lu Donglin stood up gently and looked down at the dark yard, which bore the humiliation of his entire childhood.
A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and finally he raised a wicked smile, and jumped off the roof as easily as a cat, without making any sound.
After walking a distance, Lu Donglin leaned against a jujube tree and slowly lit a cigarette for himself.
Instead of blowing out the burning match, he held it in the air and watched the jumping flame slightly tilt to one side, then the flame jumped more and more violently until it went out.
He took a deep breath of cigarette with satisfaction, blew out a smoke ring, and turned to look in the direction of Lu Jiabao's house.
With a wicked smile on his lips, he moved his long legs and walked home.
In the quiet night, there was a sudden loud bang, startling the birds on the edge of the jungle and making them flap their wings and fly away.
Lu Laicai and his wife Liu Danniu, without even bothering to put on their shoes, ran out in dishevel and barefoot, only to see that the room where their only child lived had collapsed.
The whole courtyard was filled with thick dust, making it difficult to breathe and even difficult to open one's eyes.
Liu Danniu screamed, "Jiabao, Jiabao, Xiaoer, Xiaoer, can you hear your mother's voice?
Please respond to your mother, Jiabao, how are you doing?"
Lu Laicai looked at the scars and broken arms in the moonlight. They were old men with their arms and legs cut off. By the time they dug their son out, he would have died.
Ignoring past grudges, he ran barefoot towards the village party secretary's house, shouting as he walked, "Help! Help! The house has collapsed!"
But at this time, most people were immersed in sweet dreams, savoring the taste of meat for dinner, and Lu Laicai's cry did not wake up many people.
Lu Laicai almost used all his strength to knock on the gate of the village party secretary's house.
The bang bang bang sound woke up the village party secretary and his family
Liu Chunhua sat up irritably. "Who is it? Are you crazy? Are you knocking on the door or trying to tear it down?"
The village party secretary did not complain, but he was very anxious when he heard the knock on the door, thinking that something must have happened.
He immediately put on his clothes and shoes, and went to open the gate in the dark. Lu Laicai grabbed the village party secretary's hand and said, "My house has collapsed, and Jiabao is buried underneath. Hurry up and save him! Hurry up and call for help!"
What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!
The village party secretary broke free from Lu Laicai's hand, ran back to the main hall quickly, and found the gong. This was a signal to gather everyone when there was an emergency in the village. Once the gong sounded, people would gather together.
The sound of the gong is more penetrating than Lu Laicai's voice.
People who woke up rushed to the source of the gong sound, and ran to the beach to speculate, "What big thing happened in the middle of the night? This gong hasn't sounded in years!"
"Is there a fire in someone's house?"
"No, if there was a fire, we would have seen the fire by now."
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