After Ye Wenlian finished telling the story of his parents, he sighed deeply and said to Xiaohu: "Child, your grandparents have given their lives for me and this family, so if you mention your grandparents again in the future, you should be proud to say that they are all good people!" ”

Although Xiaohu was only seven years old at that time, he inherited Ye Qian's resolute eyes, and he said firmly to Ye Wenlian: "Well, Dad, don't worry, grandparents must be good people and have good rewards!" Ye Wenlian smiled with satisfaction after hearing this!

Time flies, in the blink of an eye to ninety-seven years, Hong Kong returned, of course, living in the mountains Xiaohu did not know about this, at that time the village was just connected to the electricity not long ago, only the village chief's house has a TV, or the town government gave it, since the village chief's house has a TV, Xiaohu and a few friends run to the village chief's house every day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This day happened to be the first of July, the village chief turned on the TV early, a group of people gathered in front of the TV, Xiaohu listened to the national anthem on the TV, watched the national flag and another flag slowly raised, although he didn't know what it was, but he felt that it was very good.

Today, Xiaohu's parents went out and went to the town to buy things, Xiaohu was at home alone, at noon Xiaohu got a bowl of noodles to pad his stomach, and his mother promised him to buy him delicious food from the town, so he moved a small bench and sat at the door of the house and stretched his neck and waited for his parents to come back.

But when it was dark and his parents hadn't come back, Xiaohu couldn't help but be a little worried, at this time, he saw the village chief running towards him in a panic, Xiaohu was already hungry with his chest against his back, his eyes were stunned, and when he saw the village chief running over, he asked, "Grandpa Liu, what's wrong?" The village chief gasped and replied, "Hu'er, don't ask, quick, follow me!" ”

Xiaohu is also twelve years old, sensible, looking at the village chief's demeanor, he knew that something must have happened, so he nodded and followed the village chief, and the two of them walked all the way to the entrance of the village, the village chief still didn't say a word, just sighed.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Xiaohu saw a big white iron car parked not far away, there were long blue lights flashing on the front of the car, and there were many people around the car, Xiaohu had seen such a car on TV, it was a kind of car, called an ambulance, he knew that the ambulance was to save people, why did he come to the village, did anyone in the village get sick.

When the onlookers saw Xiaohu and the village chief coming, they got out of the way, and then the village chief turned to Xiaohu and said: "Hu'er, your parents have been in a car accident on the way back after shopping in the town, and they were sent to the hospital, but they can't be saved, go over and have a look!" He sighed again.

Xiaohu was frightened by this sudden blow, but Mu Na walked forward, and there were whispers among the onlookers: "Both parents died at such a young age, hey...!" "It's a pain for this child."

Xiaohu stopped, looked at the onlookers, watched, he cried, the cry slowly became louder, and finally turned into a scream, there was only his cry around, and nothing else.

The friends who usually play with him all came out of the crowd, hugged Xiaohu and cried together, and some women in the villagers were also wiping their tears with their sleeves.

For a twelve-year-old teenager, in the face of his parents' misfortune, he is at a loss, and he can only vent himself by crying~

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