Self-confidence comes from strength

(TXT full text) 258 see the light of day

Two hundred and fifty-eight see the light of day again

After the anxiety, I slowly adapted to this dark world. At least there will be no more injuries and pains here, and fate really can't be changed by individual efforts alone.

I slept longer and less awake, and I knew that my signs of life were diminishing because I hadn't eaten in a long time, and I hadn't eaten a drip, and I was supposed to be dying early, which was unusual. And this old man is also very weird, sometimes I can't feel him, sometimes I talk to me. Most of the time he was talking bad about the party's cold night, as if he had an enmity with him. Also, he digs people's nests in the ground, and it's strange that people don't speak ill of him.

I would often fall asleep in the midst of his long speeches about the party's cold nights, and when he was enjoying his speeches, he would wake me up and force me to listen.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up...... he was shaking me again, letting me listen to him talk bad about the party's cold night.

I said in a daze: "Dang Hanye is a big villain, heinous, innocent, and a bad guy through the ages...... I know. Don't shake me, I'm sleepy......"

I was about to go to sleep again, but he suddenly lifted it: "Hurry up, or you will really stay in the black world forever, quick!" ”

I was carried for a while, and when I finally came to my senses, I felt the whole earth shaking.

"What's going on, old man?" I asked.

"Don't you want to get out of here? When the opportunity comes, go quickly, keep moving in this direction, and don't look back. If you don't leave, the cold night of the party is really going to dig up to my door. Then he gave me a hard push.

I staggered forward, and something kept crashing into me, and finally, something fell down, and I fell underneath it, unable to move again.

"Where are you, old man? Are you alright? ”

Darkness, still boundless darkness, I curled up in a corner and fainted.

Occasionally I would wake up, but it would be dark and the space was so small that I could barely move and I couldn't straighten my legs. I would fall asleep again, I don't know how long it would take, but when I was more awake again, I heard the sound of machines and stones colliding on it. The sound is getting louder. I felt something move above me. Then there was a light that spilled down, and I didn't dare to open my eyes.

"There's someone here, there's someone down here!" A man shouted from above.

Then I heard a lot of people coming, and someone asked, "Are you still alive?" "I don't know." "It's been so long, it's unlikely that you'll be alive." "Be careful." ……

Then the things on top of me seemed to be moved away layer by layer, and after I don't know how long, the bright light sprinkled down without hindrance, and I was completely exposed to the light, but I couldn't get used to it, and I closed my eyes tightly for a long time, and even every cell of my skin felt pricked by the light.

A group of people carried me out with all hands and feet.

"Still alive, still with a pulse, quick, stretcher, quick!"

I was thinking in my heart, the cold night of the party still dug me, I have to admire his ability, I can't even escape from the palm of his hand to die. But when I slowly opened my eyes, I found that it was not like that at all, this was not a desert, and there was a ruined scene in front of me. Collapsed houses and ruins are everywhere. People were searching the ruins, there were PLA people in camouflage uniforms, there were masses.

This scene coincides with the scene in a long memory - the Wenchuan earthquake! I was dug out from under the rubble of the Wenchuan earthquake!

I remember when I fell into the quicksand, it was only April 10th, which means that I had been underground for more than a month!

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but I found that I collapsed and had no strength to speak, and everything was at the mercy of others. I fell asleep on the stretcher.

When I woke up, an old lady was holding me to feed me water, and every time I took a sip, my stomach cramped, as if my stomach was used to not eating. But I knew I was going to live and I had to eat again.

After drinking a few sips of water, the aunt said in a thick Sichuan dialect: "Child, you are finally awake, your life is so good, you are still alive after being buried for eight days, my grandson ......" Her wrinkled face was full of old tears.

I wanted to comfort her and wipe her tears, but I didn't have the strength to speak or raise my hand.

I was cared for by my aunt in the tent for three days, and when I finally had the strength to stand up, I immediately joined the search and rescue volunteers. In my previous life, I only saw the disaster relief after the earthquake on TV, and I was often moved to tears. When I really joined in this huge event, I found that I didn't have time to cry.

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer survivors, and the exhumed corpses already had a rancid smell. Life is tenacious and fragile. But I was able to survive with the help of some mysterious power, which made my unreal feel stronger and stronger, but the fatigue and fatigue of nearly twenty hours of work every day made me really feel alive.

Once, when I was so tired that I couldn't straighten up, I was sitting on a pile of ruins to rest, and I saw a reporter holding a camera to take pictures of me, and I was very tired and looked at her with a blank expression. After taking the picture, she approached me, looked me closely, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

I blinked and looked at her innocently like a deaf person.

"Deaf and dumb?" She looked at me incredulously, "It's so similar!" ”

On the third day of her photograph, it was pouring rain in Beichuan, and I went to the tent with a female nurse to take care of the wounded in a woven bag.

She changed the dressing for the wounded, and I helped her get something and deliver the medicine. After using up the last alcohol swab, she sighed and said: "In this weather, there is not even boiling water, how to disinfect." ”

I looked out of the tent, it was raining heavily, and a couple of people in ponchos were walking towards me. I was stunned for a moment, their bodies are so familiar! I hurriedly put down the tent cloth. My heart was pounding. He's coming, is he coming for me?

He searched one tent after another, and sooner or later he would find this place. I don't want to face him again, just how good it would be for me to die.

The tent curtain was finally lifted, and a man poked his head in, but I didn't look at him.

"Mr. Xue!" He shouted, and then immediately went out and shouted in ecstasy: "Brother, Mr. Xue is here, Brother Han, Brother Lin, Mr. Xue is here." ”

Ignoring the surprised looks of the people in the tent, I continued to help the nurse with the medicine. She couldn't help but say, "Did that person call you just now?" ”

I don't say anything. But two people had already crowded into the tent.

"Xiaoxue!" The party looked at me with mixed joy and sorrow on a cold night.

What I didn't expect was that after three months of not seeing him, he actually had a few strands of gray hair on his temples. At the age of forty, he was still radiant three months ago, full of black hair, youthful and heroic, and in just three months, he was so old that his temples were dyed white!

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue......" I was held tightly in his arms, and in my ear, he called my name and cried.

Then, I continued to stay in Beichuan without saying a word to participate in volunteer activities, but there was an extra follower or guardian saint by my side. Dang Han Ye never left me for more than a zhang, maybe he understood the meaning of the word husband with a bite to the word.

Han Lexiang's employees rotated here to participate in the rescue activities, and a large number of Han Lexiang's donated materials were shipped in batches.

Han Lexiang's new CEO, Hou Yujian, came to Beichuan once, and he told me: "Before your photo of Beichuan appeared on the Internet, King Han Yama was digging a hole in the desert. He came back from the United States with a whole plane of roses, but all he saw was your resignation report. I'm glad I was standing far away from him, otherwise the consequences would have been terrible. He chased you to your hometown, and then to the northwest, rescued Shen Xiaoying who was holding your bracelet, and then went crazy and lived in the desert and dug a pit for more than a month. If you don't hear from him again, I guess he'll build a grave for himself by digging a hole in the desert, and then lie in it. ”

Wu Lei and Wang Ziqian visited me when they donated to the disaster area in the name of the family business.

When Wang Ziqian looked at me, there was still reluctance in his eyes.

Wu Lei said to Dang Hanye: "I heard that Mr. Han is engaged in development in the desert, have you found a treasure?" ”

Dang Hanye smiled: "Of course, when will I make a loss-making deal?" We have discovered a rare mineral deposit, which we are working with the China University of Mining and Technology. ”

I guess Wu Lei originally wanted to ridicule the party cold night, but he was so mixed with the party cold night that he couldn't figure out the truth or falsehood, so he had to laugh and say: "Then congratulations to Mr. Han." ”

Dang Hanye said unashamedly: "Thank you, and I'm going to be happy soon." ”

I thought to myself, there is no joy, but double happiness. There is nothing more than a swollen face and a fat man, and the pit dug at a huge cost in the desert has to be filled with more money. Outsiders seem to be very strong, but in fact, he is very strong outside. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiaoxue!" Regardless of how many people were around, Dang Hanye looked at me obsessively, "You smiled!" That's great! ”

Do you deserve to be so excited? I used to smile at you every day, and I didn't see you say anything, nonsensical. I left these people behind and went to help my aunt clean up the collapsed house.

After burying their relatives and wiping away their tears, they have to stand up strongly, rebuild their homes, and rebuild their future.

Originally, I planned to go to the west to relax, and then go to Uncle Zheng's martial arts school to become a famous instructor, so that I could calm down, and when I turned the corner of life, everything would suddenly become clear. But since fate has pushed me to the face of disaster, I should do something, I decided to stay in Beichuan and rebuild my home with them, maybe I can go to Beichuan Middle School to be a famous teacher in the future, return to my old business, and continue to live as a leftover girl.

On this day, to help the township cadres distribute food to the victims, I carried a bag of rice, and the party resisted two bags on a cold night, in fact, I think he still needs more recuperation for his bone injury in a car accident last year, but he seems to want to show in front of me that he is a man, always do more, let him be.

A little girl of six or seven years old came to receive rice with a small basin. Dang Hanye asked: "Children, where are the adults in your family?" ”

The child does not speak.

I said, "Don't ask. Then he gave her rice.

She said to me and Dang Hanye: "Thank you, Auntie, thank you, grandpa." ”

Dang Hanye squatted down and asked, "You call me grandpa, am I that old?" ”

The girl stretched out her immature hand and touched the white hair of his sideburns, picked up the rice and walked to the tent, her leg still wrapped in bandages.

Dang Hanye turned to me and asked, "Am I really old?" ”

I said as I filled the rice, "Do you think you are still very young and have endless youth?" ”

He sighed and pulled out his phone to answer the call.

"Hmm...... Good...... I'll rush back right away......"

Looking at his suddenly serious expression, I knew that things were anything but ordinary.

He put away the phone and said to me, "Xiaoxue, Lin Yushi has an accident." ”。

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