The little girl's mother cried out in horror, and she tore open her clothes, shouting "Little Flower" and covering her daughter's mouth with an unclean coarse cloth, hoping to stop the bleeding.

But the little girl still vomited blood, and the blood soon stained the coarse cloth in her mother's hand, and stained her mother's hand red. Her mother was so frightened that she let go, looked at her own hands, and when she looked at her daughter again, she cried to death.

Chenguang knelt beside the little girl and wiped her lips with his own handkerchief. Chenguang knew that it was useless, the child vomited so much blood, which meant that a certain part of her body was injured and ruptured, causing a lot of bleeding, which could not be stopped, but she did not know what she should do, so she did the same thing as the girl's mother.

Blood soon stained her handkerchief, her hands.

She saw that the little girl's eyes were shining, as if she were choking with tears, and Chenguang thought that she must be afraid, afraid that so much blood would come out of her mouth, and afraid that her mother would cry and rush to the ground, but she could not speak.

After that, the little girl's pupils suddenly dilated, and then, after the most violent convulsions, the large eyes lost their light, and she was dead.

The little girl's mother stopped crying for a while, her eyes widened in shock, she looked at her daughter, who had already choked her breath, she was stunned for a moment, and then the overwhelming grief struck, she hugged her daughter's corpse, and cried loudly, heartbreaking, and grief-stricken.

Chenguang looked at her for a moment and stood up in silence, Chenguang didn't know what to say, so after hesitating for a moment, she walked away.

This place is not far from the Chengjia courtyard.

The newly relocated courtyards were all newly built and sturdier than the old houses in the village, but because the earthquake was so intense, many families still collapsed.

It was still because of the contradiction between the three ethnic groups, the South Vietnamese only rescued the South Vietnamese, and on this side, the Feng Ming and North Vietnamese tribes also formed a temporary team to travel back and forth in the newly relocated villages.

Before he got close to Cheng's house, he heard a howling cry from inside.

Chenguang and Chang Xi walked over and saw Cheng's father standing at the door with tears on his face, dragging Cheng's mother in his hand who was almost fainting from crying and wanted to sit on the ground. Xiao Zhao looked panicked, standing on the other side to support her mother-in-law, who was about to faint, but her eyes were staring directly at her husband who was digging in a corner of the yard, for fear that her husband would have an accident.

Cheng's mother cried loudly and shouted heartbreakingly:

"Ami! Oh my Ami! My daughter! My daughter! ”

Chenguang's heart thumped and looked at Cheng Kuan.

Cheng Kuan burst into tears, wiping his tears with his sleeve while struggling to break up the bricks and soil with a shovel, occasionally hearing a whimper or two that he couldn't hold back.

The place he excavated was the thatched house of the Cheng family.

When the earthquake happened, Cheng Mei's parents were in the room to interrogate Cheng Mei about Zhao Jiang, probably to take a breath, Cheng Mei went to the thatched house halfway, after she entered the thatched house, the earthquake happened, in an instant, the thatched house collapsed, and after that, let the outside shout loudly, there was no response inside.

Cheng Kuan was powerless alone, he was anxious and cried even more.

At this moment, Zhao Jiang, who was also sweating and disgraced, rushed into the yard, shouted "Xiaomei", and saw that Cheng Kuan was digging bricks and soil, and immediately rushed over with the shovel he was carrying, and shouted loudly while following Cheng Kuan to dig hard:

"Xiaomei, I'm Ajiang, you should respond when you hear my voice! Mei! You answer me! ”

He kept shouting, digging and shouting loudly, he hoped that Cheng Mei would respond to him, even the weakest, but the only thing that responded to him was the sound of the wind and the land where the aftershocks continued. In the end, he even shouted hoarsely, and still did not get any response.

At the end of the digging of the earth, there were many large stones and broken wood, and the strength of the shovel was no longer enough.

At this time, Zhao Jiang, who probably had great hopes and illusions, understood that the situation was not good, but he still refused to give up, he knelt on the ground, didn't care about the dirty, and moved the rubble away piece by piece with his hands. The sharp stones and wooden thorns had stabbed his hand many times, and he didn't care at all. He dug hard, desperately, and frantically digging, his eyes were red, and his hands became bloody, as if he didn't know the pain, and people who didn't know the truth would even think he was crazy when they saw this scene.

His lips kept moving, as if talking to himself, but no one knew what he was talking about.

About half an hour later, about a long time, the thatched hut that was pressed by the rubble and rubble was finally dug up, and a girl with a pale face and no breath was dragged out of the pit, the beautiful girl, but wrapped in filth, her hair was damp and messy, dirty and sticking to the snow-white skin, a pink embroidered shoe on her foot had fallen off, and it was no longer to be found, her body was stiff and cold, and there was a disgusting and unpleasant smell.

Originally, she would be able to marry after a while.

On the night of the marriage, she died.

Zhao Jiang hugged Cheng Mei's corpse tightly, no matter how dirty her body was, he couldn't feel the smell of her body, he hugged her hard, put his face on her cold and wet cheek, which was already a stiff dead person, he cried loudly, calling her name over and over again:

"Xiaomei! Mei! ”

The terrible cry that broke the sound, even the people who listened to it would tremble with their hearts.

Standing far away outside the courtyard gate, she stared at them blankly, and suddenly put her hand on her heart, she felt that her heart had become strange and a little uncomfortable.

She tried to explain to herself that it is impossible for a major earthquake not to die, dead people are a very common thing, even if it is not a big earthquake, it is a very ordinary process for people to die, but her heart not only does not feel stable, when she hears Zhao Jiang's mournful cry, and when she sees Cheng Mei's originally beautiful but white and dirty face that has become a corpse, her heart twists violently, and this feeling makes her very uncomfortable.

Chang Xi glanced at her, and suddenly reached out and put his hand on her shoulder.

Chenguang pursed his lips.

In the village of Shanzheng, where 500 households are killed, half of the total number of people were killed and injured because of the earthquake.

Fearing aftershocks, the survivors and the wounded were all placed in the open fields, and the moans and wails of the wounded could be heard far away, but there were no doctors and medicines, and it was like a hellish night in the night when they couldn't see their fingers.

In another field separated from the injured by a ridge, the bodies of the dead were parked, only one ridge apart, but it was like two heavens and the earth, gloomy and cold, as far as the eye could see, a piece of black pressure, a strong breath of death, people did not dare to approach.