The expression on Old Lady Jin's face was a little unnatural, and when she saw Song Zhiyi asking, she immediately said.

"Frontline?"

"What kind of front, I didn't agree with him to go to the front, it was that stinky boy who ran there by himself."

When Old Lady Jin spoke, she obviously didn't have much confidence.

Song Zhiyi sighed helplessly when she saw Mrs. Jin like this.

"If you agree, then you agree."

"I won't blame you either."

Mrs. Jin did agree to Jin Wenchen to go to the front line.

Early this morning, after Gu Jinyan came to pick up Song Zhiyi and the two children to go out, Jin Wenchen mentioned the matter to Mrs. Jin.

The Jin family sent supplies to the front line, so Jin Wenchen also went with the Jin family's supplies.

"Yes."

"I agreed."

Mrs. Jin agreed that Jin Wenchen went to the front line, and she also carried a lot of pressure.

After all, Mrs. Jin only has a son like Jin Wenchen.

If Jin Wenchen had any problems on the front line, he probably wouldn't have survived.

"Shuyu, don't blame grandpa."

"After all, your uncle is a man, he is shrewd and quick to react, so there will definitely be no problems."

"But you're a girl after all, so ......."

Song Zhiyi saw that Mrs. Jin explained to her nervously, as if she was afraid that she would be angry, pursed her lips and smiled helplessly.

"Grandpa."

"You let Uncle go and leave me at home to accompany you, so it is even more impossible for me to leave you and the two children behind."

Old lady Jin heard Song Zhiyi's words and smiled.

Song Zhiyi shook her head helplessly, and after dinner, she turned on the TV to watch the news report about Wencheng.

The situation in Wencheng is still grim, and several aftershocks have already occurred in a single day.

Some of these remote mountain schools are badly damaged and there is a risk of landslides.

Song Zhiyi saw the logo of the Gu Group from the switched screen, and captured Gu Jinyan's figure in a flash.

Fortunately, Gu Jinyan is fine.

But there has been no news from Jin Wenchen.

Song Zhiyi called Jin Wenchen several times, but it was always a reminder that he was not in the service area.

Half an hour later, an unfamiliar number came in, and Song Zhiyi saw that it was a call from Wencheng and immediately answered it.

"Shuyu."

Jin Wenchen's voice came, and Song Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your phone has no signal, and my grandfather and I are dying."

"What's your condition doing over there?"

Song Zhiyi asked.

Jin Wenchen pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

"It's not very good."

"I followed the team to the mountainous area, where there is a shortage of medical personnel, and many injured people cannot be treated in time, so they can only be transferred to the city center immediately."

Jin Wenchen's voice was heavy, which was dull that Song Zhiyi had never heard.

"I probably didn't know where my phone had dropped while I was helping."

"You don't have to worry, although the situation on my side is severe, the location is still relatively safe."

"You put your grandfather at ease, and I won't have any problems."

When Mrs. Jin heard that it was Jin Wenchen calling, she immediately motioned to Song Zhiyi to hand him the phone.

Song Zhiyi immediately handed the phone to Mrs. Jin.

After Mrs. Jin took the mobile phone, she gave a few serious instructions, and even told Jin Wenchen some ways to save himself in case of emergency.

Jin Wenchen wrote it down carefully.

In the end, Mrs. Jin said in a deep voice.

"You're in the mountains, I'm afraid you don't have a place to live, so you have to keep warm when camping in the wilderness."

Jin Wenchen didn't plan to tell Mrs. Jin that they didn't even have a place to live here now, but he didn't expect to be guessed by Mrs. Jin.

He smiled and said quickly.

"Dad, don't worry, my body is very healthy."

"Besides, now that the rescue is urgent, we can't sleep."

When Mrs. Jin heard this, she gave a few more serious instructions, and finally after Jin Wenchen's side found the buried person, he hastily ended the call.