The purpose of the dog girl participating in this singing contest is more to get the old ginseng in the prize of the competition, so that she can take it back to help her father-in-law hang that breath. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The villagers present didn't know about it, so every time there was a singing competition, someone would always take out the old ginseng that was finally picked in the deep mountains and old forests as a prize.

In order to let the dog girl have a legitimate reason to take it back, if she gave it to her for no reason, the stubborn third uncle would not be able to use it if he knew that he was killed.

It's strange to say, everyone thinks that the dog's singing is not in tune at all, but the third uncle thinks she sings very well, after the stroke, as long as the dog's mother sings to the third uncle, the original irritable third uncle will be miraculously quiet.

But now......

The third uncle was inconvenient to move, and he was stubborn and knew that he couldn't move at all, and he didn't think that there would be a day when he would recover like a miracle, so he didn't like to see everyone jumping around, and seeing it would only increase sadness and sadness.

So in today's lively singing competition, the third uncle did not come out, but took a nap quietly in the house.

Now in this case, the third uncle must be buried in the house, so the dog girl who thought of this situation just now wanted to run to the village as soon as possible, wanting to save the third uncle.

But under this kind of natural disaster, even if you run in, what's the use, it's just one more sacrifice.

At this moment, the dog-and-girl who was dragging Ben also knew that she couldn't save the third uncle at all, so she could only kneel on the ground and cry helplessly, completely lacking her usual vigour.

Dogdan's father is an honest man, and he doesn't know how to comfort his mother at the moment, so he just hugged Dogan and muttered:

"Don't cry, don't cry, dad won't blame us, won't blame our ,......"

Seeing this situation, when the shaking had stabilized, everyone didn't know what to say, if they hadn't all come out to participate in the singing competition today, it is estimated that how many people would be buried in the house like the third uncle.

"Alas! The third child, this can be regarded as fulfilling his wish, he has long wanted to live in pain for half a life, but, this thief, how can he let him die like this, is he not willing to die mediocrely, but he can't do it so vigorously. ”

Jin Jaetian's grandfather, who knew a lot, couldn't help but sigh, and then after a while, he was no longer sad, and he cheered up and began to perform his duties as the village chief.

"Don't panic, don't cry, first see if the family is complete, the family is all together, at this time, don't get separated, the house is gone, it doesn't matter if the things are destroyed, as long as the people are still there, everything can be earned back."

Hearing the village chief say this, everyone also calmed down and began to look for their respective families, a few of them were bold, and when they saw that the earthquake was gone, they wanted to go back to their own homes to see, although the house had collapsed, but it was good to be able to pull out some things that were not bad from it.

This kind of action was stopped by Kim Jaetian, who had learned about the dangers of the earthquake through the Internet, and he picked up the loudspeaker that the dog lady threw on the ground, and shouted:

"Don't move at this time, stay in the open space, this is an earthquake, there will be aftershocks, don't go into the village, aftershocks are coming, it is also very dangerous."

It was also a loss that Jin Zaitian stopped in time, because as soon as his words fell, there was another "boom" sound, which frightened several villagers who had just stopped going to the village.

It turned out that there were really aftershocks, and they were not lighter than just now, and in a moment, the whole world began to shake again.

After coming like this several times in a row, everyone was a little numb, no one dared to move, no one spoke, all of them sat in the open space, watching nature flourish and destroy all the good things.

"Xiaotian, did you feel that this kind of thing would happen in advance?" Suddenly, his grandfather, who was beside Kim Jae-cheon, asked as if he had thought of something.

Kim Jae-tian's eyes looked at all the destruction in front of him with a little blank eyes, and when he heard his grandfather's question, he didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Okay, I have felt that you are different from ordinary people since I was a child, it seems that you are like the one handed down from your ancestors, there is always something strange about magical people, if it weren't for Xiaotian, you proposed to hold such a singing competition when you came up, our Mojia Village would be destroyed, maybe my old bones will be buried in the old house like the third child, grandpa here I want to thank you for saving our fifty-six people in Mojia Village!"

Grandpa Kim Jae-tian said emotionally, in the face of his grandfather's words, of course Kim Jae-tian didn't dare to take it, he could only say that he was lucky.

However, Kim Jaetian's grandfather didn't care too much, and then said:

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, our Mohist branch has the purpose of saving lives and helping the wounded since ancient times, although there is a conflict with Confucianism, but also agree with their poor to be alone, and the concept of helping the world when they are good.

I thought that the last time we went out of Mojia Village, it was still the time when the older generation resisted Japan and provided disaster relief, but I didn't expect that in our generation, the man-made disasters gradually subsided, but we encountered such a natural disaster, and the stone houses in our village collapsed, and presumably those houses in the town are even more unbearable now.

Alas! What a wickedness! But people will win the day, under the catastrophe, it is the time to practice the purpose of my Mojia to save the dead and help the wounded, Xiaotian, I don't force it, I just hope that you can take the young adults of our Mojia Village to the town to save people. ”

Grandpa Kim Jae-cheon said without a trace of falsehood, his face exuded a divine light, and he couldn't see that he usually looked like Santa Claus.

Jin Zaitian didn't come back for a while, it seems that everyone has an unknown side, Jin Zaitian's grandfather can become the head of the Mojia Village that has been inherited for I don't know how many years, how can he be a simple bad old man.

"But, grandpa, what is going on here? And the mountain roads are all destroyed, and we can't get out? ”

Kim Jae-cheon doesn't actually have too many great ideas, and people like him who accept the cold-blooded idea of a killer basically don't care too much about the lives of people who have nothing to do with him, and now he is only worried about the safety of his grandparents and acquaintances.

"Don't worry, isn't there still an old man like me here, our Mojia Village hides some emergency supplies in the cellar at the entrance of the village every year, this is still a rule handed down by the ancestors, and it seems that the ancestors are still prescient.

As for the mountain road out of the village is ruined, and it is not safe, but this waterway is okay, I let the dog who has gone many times take the young adults in the village to the town with you to help the disaster, so many years, it is time for our Mo family to go out of the mountain to save the dead and help the wounded. ”

After speaking, Grandpa Kim Jae-cheon undoubtedly began to arrange the affairs of the village and the candidates who went out of the village to save people.

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