Hearing Zuo Jian's analysis, a group of anxious villagers thought about it in their hearts and felt that what he said was very reasonable.

In fact, the most important thing is that people's inner psychology is at work.

Many people often have fantasies in their hearts before they see reality - the most typical example is that once they buy a two-dollar lottery ticket, they will fantasize in their hearts, will they just win the first prize?

The people raised torches and searched all around.

After more than an hour of pouring like a rainbow, the rain is gradually decreasing. From the previous soybean-sized rain line, it has become a gentle drizzle.

At this moment, without the sight of the rainstorm, everyone searched for it, and the field of vision became significantly larger.

"What's that?"

Suddenly, a villager shouted.

Following the direction of his finger, Zuo Jian and the others looked at it, and in an instant, almost all of them's scalps were numb.

In the light of the fire, everyone saw that on top of a pile of mud and rubble, there was a small hand covered with mud, exposed.

Mu Yanbing couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and save people! Zuo Jian shouted, he took the lead in running over, and began to dig up from the side of his small hand.

Before everyone went up the mountain, no one thought that they would encounter mudslides, so naturally no one would carry shovels and other tools, and at present, they can only use the most primitive method - digging by hand.

This pile of dirt is formed by a combination of gravel and soil from the landslide, and it is extremely difficult to excavate.

But no one in the crowd spoke, and even Mu Yanbing came back to his senses and stepped forward to help.

Along the little bare hand, everyone kept digging, everyone knew in their hearts that the child must have been buried under the mudslide, if it could be dug out a minute earlier, then there would naturally be more hope of being rescued.

Mu Yanbing's nails were quickly worn away by sharp stones, and blood mixed with muddy water flowed down her hands, but she didn't feel the slightest feeling, and she now had only one thought in her heart - that is, to quickly rescue the two children of Sanmaozi and Erya.

As everyone excavated quickly, gradually, the child's body was revealed.

It's the two children of Er Ya and San Maozai.

They hugged each other tightly, as if they were asleep, as the second sister of the sister, tightly hugged her younger brother Sanmaozai, and the mouth, nose and eyes of the two children were filled with mud.

“…… There is no help. ”

Zuo Jian touched the faces of Er Ya and San Maozai, took out the soil in their mouths and noses, probed his breath with his hand, and said softly, and then, he let out a long breath, his face was full of indescribable exhaustion, stood up, took out a somewhat wet cigarette that had been soaked in rain from his arms, leaned over to the torch and lit it, and took a hard breath.

He exhaled a thick puff of smoke, which was particularly pungent in the moist and fresh air after the rainstorm.

“…… Teacher, we're home......"

Vaguely, Zuo Jian seemed to see in front of his eyes that just a few hours ago, the two children were still jumping and saying goodbye to him, and the two children left the school hand in hand.

Just a few hours later, these two lovely children closed their eyes forever.

Zuo Jian smoked his cigarette desperately, coughed violently a few times, and he felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Rao is Zuo Jian was on the battlefield and had seen many comrades-in-arms fall, but there was still no such time, which made his heart shocked and heavy.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Mu Yanbing covered her mouth and couldn't help crying in a low voice. Sanmaozi was the first child she saw when she came to Narin Village. She still remembers that at the village chief's house, she used a piece of candy by herself and gained his trust.

“…… Teacher Mu, are you a teacher? ”

It seems that the ears are still echoing, and Sanmaozai's naïve and serious words at the beginning seem to be able to remember his dark bright and smart eyes!

“…… My child......"

Sanmaozai's mother, who woke up from a coma, suddenly collapsed emotionally when she saw the appearance of Erya and Sanmaozai. Holding two children, sitting in the muddy water, crying heartbreakingly.

The cry is heart-wrenching.

None of the surrounding villagers spoke, and they all turned their backs and quietly wiped their tears.

Sanmaozi and Erya are two children, smart and clever, and the old village chief and others have watched them grow up, especially Erya, as an older sister, she is like a little adult, taking care of her younger brother carefully. What is delicious, the new clothes are all worn by Sanmaozi. She only picks up old clothes and wears them......

"Let her cry......"

The old village chief felt that the bitterness in his throat was incomparable, as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, he took out his cigarette pouch, lit it and took a hard puff, the hand holding the cigarette pouch trembled slightly, "...... After crying, it will slowly get better. He thought to himself, and looked up at the dark night sky. A deep sigh.

The rain, I don't know when, quietly stopped.

The night breeze blows, giving people goosebumps all over their bodies, but for the villagers of Narin, today is definitely a chilling night......

"Students!"

Early the next morning, all the children in Narin Village Primary School looked at Mu Yanbing with their hands behind their backs.

"I'm going to tell you bad news...... Your classmates, your partners, Wang Sanmao and Wang Erya, left us forever last night. ”

Mu Yanbing's face was pale, her eyes were swollen, and her complexion was very bad, and she hadn't slept all night since she came back last night. As soon as you close your eyes, the figures of the two children, Sanmaozi and Erya, will appear in front of you, floating back and forth, as if they are talking to her.

"Teacher, what do you mean to leave us forever?"

A child raised his hand and looked at Mu Yanbing suspiciously.

The villagers of Narin Village basically know all about Sanmaozi and Erya, but not all of these children know. So when they heard Mu Yanbing's words, they were a little strange.

"It's just not in this world."

Mu Yanbing's voice trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, trying to stabilize her emotions, and after a while, she said in a deep voice: "Just yesterday afternoon, Wang Sanmao and Wang Erya, two classmates, went to the mountains to collect firewood, and unfortunately encountered a mudslide......

The children's eyes widened.

“…… Starting today, I declare one thing, one discipline! Mu Yanbing raised his voice slightly, looked at the childish faces behind the simple desk, and said word by word: "No classmate is allowed to go to the mountains to play for any reason, once he is discovered, I announce that he will be expelled!" Do you understand? ”

The children were taken aback. One by one, they were busy nodding their little heads and seeds, and they scrambled to say, "I heard Teacher Mu!" ”

"Well, we're not going to go to the mountains to play!"

"Good!"

Hearing these children's answers, Mu Yanbing nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have communicated with your parents, and in the future, you children will never be allowed to go to the mountains to collect firewood...... Unless accompanied by an adult, with your parents. Otherwise, you are not allowed to go alone or with a few children. ”

The misfortune of Er Ya and San Maozai last night gave the villagers of Narin Village a blow to the head and gave them an "education lesson".

On the way back, Mu Yanbing discussed this matter with the old village chief. That is, in the future, children will never be allowed to go up the mountain alone.

This matter has been unanimously agreed by the villagers, and no one opposes it.

You know, this incident is also a wake-up call for them.

"Today, we don't have classes."

Mu Yanbing glanced around at the children below, and said slowly: "The teacher will take you with you to send a bouquet of flowers to Wang Sanmao and Wang Erya." ”

……

Outside the village, Zuo Jian and several villagers from Nalin Village dug a pit with shovels.

Before burying Erya and Sanmaozai, their mother cried and fainted several times. In the end, under the persuasion of the surrounding villagers, the cold bodies of the two children were put in.

They were dressed in the best clothes of the house.

But in Zuo Jian's opinion, it is still a little shabby. There's no way, time is a bit tight. Sanmaozai's father is no longer there. These two children can be described as the whole life of Sanmaozai's mother. She worked hard to pull her two children to such an age.

Overnight, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, no matter who it was, he couldn't accept it.

In such a situation, sending the two children away as soon as possible is probably the best way for their mothers.

According to Zuo Jian's thoughts, if he is not in a hurry, he actually wants to go to the county town today and buy a beautiful dress and some toys for the two children......

With a few shovels wielding, the pit was quickly filled.

According to the customs of Narin Village, such a young child would not be able to erect a monument, so it was just a bare wooden board with nothing written in front of this brand new mound of earth.

Mu Yanbing took the children in the village to pick a lot of wild flowers and put them in front of this mound of earth.

Then, the children, one by one, like adults, bowed to the mound, their faces serious, their lips tightly pursed.

For the first time in their young hearts, they learned the meaning of the word death.

The accident of the two children made the village of Narin extremely dull for several days.

"Uncle, I've thought about it."

On this day, after class, Mu Yanbing found Zuo Jian, looked at him seriously, and said, "I'm going to call Sister Mo Nong......"