"The Length" (forty-seven) ends
The scene that I didn't want to see still happened, and when I lifted the tile with the only hand, I saw Xiao Wang's face.
Xiao Wang was lying on the ground, and on his chest was the main beam of the whole room. The main beam completely flattened half of Xiao Wang's body, and at this moment I also noticed something Xiao Wang was holding a bag in his hand.
It was a red plastic bag, and it seemed to contain a lot of stuff inside. I reached into the bag and found that it contained our phones. I don't know how Xiao Wang found these things, but he obviously came in handy for me. I took out my phone from it, flipped to Xiaohua's number and dialed it.
The long busy sound and no one answered, which made me feel a little strange, could it be that something happened in Mianyang. I didn't dare to think about it, but the police behind me asked me if I could drive?
The police meant that the phone number of the police station could not be reached, and I remember that when I was asked, he said that he was a driver. And said that the policeman who could drive had also died not far away, and found the key from his body and had to rely on me to go back.
I tried to show the police with my right hand held up and said I couldn't drive.
The police officer said, "Can't you drive slowly with an automatic transmission?" We need to go back and call for support ourselves. ”
I gritted my teeth and nodded, but indicated that there was one more request.
"I don't smoke, I don't have one on me," the policeman said. ”
I said, "Can that little boy take it with me?" ”
The policeman nodded, and I thought that it might not be a good thing for such a child to stay in the village.
When we got back to the creek, the collapse of the stone bridge became a problem.
When I made it clear that I was a landlubber, the police actually stepped in the stream and let me walk over the broken stone bridge.
In this way, the two policemen crossed the six- or seven-meter stream left and right, along with the child named Dogdan.
Plug in the key and start the car, with two policemen and the child named Tiedan, and drive in the direction of the city.
I proposed to go to Mianyang, but the two policemen asked to go to Wenchuan.
There are landslides in many places on the road, and there are even cars that have been crushed because of landslides.
Luckily, everyone was fine, and I drove slowly on the road.
After arriving in Wenchuan, the scene was even more spectacular.
I was assigned to the police station, and at this time the police officers were dispatched.
There was almost no one at the police station, and the two policemen arranged for me to wait and then went out. When I asked them what they were doing, they said they were going to another police station 600 meters away.
Next to me was the boy named Dogdan, and I began to pull out my phone and call Xiaohua's number over and over again. I don't know how many times until my eyelids started to heavily.
I didn't know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was lying in a Wenchuan-like hospital.
Only the little boy was still guarding him, and the hospital was almost full of people.
I'm a makeshift bed, and a bed like mine fills the hallway.
(Postscript)
I remember asking Lu Jiao's eyes not to increase in front of my parents' graves, but I didn't expect it to come true so quickly.
Xiaohua and Lu Jiao are both in the past after the earthquake, and I lost my wife and children but have a son with a different surname.
I am fifty-nine years old. There is still one year to go to the national retirement age, and life is very difficult.
I worked in the Earthquake Bureau, and I didn't become a leader for more than ten years, and I was just an official car driver.
Thinking about not being able to mix up over the years, it is estimated that it is a cultural loss, of course, everyone has their own destiny and wealth in the sky.
"Dad, smoke less. Ring the lion early, a pack of five dollars will kill you sooner or later. ”
"Li Gouzi, do the teachers of the driving school still accept cigarettes?" I asked, closing the cabinet with the glasses case.
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[The end is in a hurry, and this article, which was originally scheduled to be written on 5-12, was delayed by me for almost 5-21 days, and a lot of things happened during this period that led to the change of plot. This story is written for trolls who like or dislike me, and on the one hand, to remember the events of a decade or more. Some things don't want to happen but they will happen all the time, and some things will not stop just as they go on. I originally wanted to write Xiaohua to death because of the SARS infection in the hospital because of the birth of Lu Jiao in the hospital, and then used his own indiscriminate placement of his wife's relics glasses to pave the follow-up Lu Jiao's high myopia to make the protagonist blame himself, and the climax was to the village to write the follow-up village with the double foreshadowing of his wife and brother's relics. I can only say that I still gave up where I wrote, and I was too soft-hearted, and I was embarrassed to pull everyone to be sad because of my recent changes. I apologize again and hope for your understanding. 】