Chapter 122: Life Still Goes On

"Mom, say it quickly! Say it quickly! What happened to grandparents? ”

Nan Xijing saw Ms. Lu's hesitant pause, and hurriedly asked.

"Dango...... The grandparents were seriously injured because of the elderly people's unfast legs and feet, and they have now been sent to ...... The hospital is in an emergency. ”

Hearing the second half of Ms. Lu's words, Nan Xijing grabbed Ms. Lu's arm and shook her hand just now, and instantly became weak, and fell heavily on the edge of the bed.

At this time, Nan Xijing only felt her heart suddenly and beating.

"Tuanzi~ We believe that grandparents must be able to carry it."

Ms. Lu's voice trembled a little at this time, and she finished speaking intermittently.

Suddenly, he hugged Nanxi Jing tightly in his arms and muttered to himself.

"It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay, we're going to get through it."

Nan Xijing didn't know how to respond to Ms. Lu for a while, so she could only silently stretch out her arm and hug Ms. Lu back.

In the two big black eyes, there are crystal clear water droplets rotating in the eye sockets.

Nan Xijing held back her crying, sniffed, and whispered with a crying voice.

"Right...... Mommy will be fine...... Our Lives...... It's definitely going to get better. ”

For a while, the mother and daughter actually felt a little sympathetic to each other.

For the rest of the day, everyone lived in makeshift tents in the open field.

Nanxijing's grandparents didn't survive in the end and passed away.

Mr. Nan couldn't accept the news of his parents for a while, and the news of their death changed a lot, and even the gray hair between his temples was much more.

Ms. Lu and Mr. Nan took the time to deal with the aftermath of the two elderly people in the busy time between resuming teaching.

Because Beijing is now a hard-hit area, some relatives in their hometowns who are far away cannot come to mourn in time.

Therefore, the funeral of the two old people was handled very simply.

Because the magnitude of this earthquake was very high, many buildings were damaged.

In order not to delay the learning process of primary and secondary school students, the government decided to temporarily set up some tents similar to classrooms in the open space, with complete tables and benches, and even small blackboards to move.

Nanxi Jing has seen first-hand how natural disasters befall and how much damage they cause, and what people have lost as a result of this disaster.

For a moment, she felt the insignificance of life and some irresistible power against natural disasters.

During the recess, Nan Xijing took out Teacher Lina's new notebook and wrote an article about what she saw, felt and gained from the earthquake.

When writing the article, Nan Xijing was constantly inspired, and the pen walked quickly in her hand.

Line after line, neat fonts appeared on the blank pages of the notebook.

Nan Xijing wrote about the suddenness of the earthquake, as well as the mutual cheering and encouragement of the earthquake and her classmates when the earthquake was crushed under the rubble.

And in the end, the true feelings when everyone was rescued.

She didn't know if her article could be accepted by the magazine after submission, but Nan Xijing knew that this story really wrote her feelings.

When Nanxi finished writing the story, she walked out of the tent and looked up for a week.

She felt that even the sky had been gray lately, as if the air had been covered with a lot of dust.

Not far ahead, piles of collapsed rubble were piled up.

"It's going to be fine! Trust me, everything will be fine! ”

At some point, the little scholar quietly stood behind Nan Xijing.

"Hmmm! It's going to get better. ”

Nan Xi Jing followed the words of the little scholar and said categorically.

Maybe it's because it's a different mood from the previous second, Nanxi Jing looked at the sky at this time, and felt that the sky seemed to be bluer.

In the months that followed, the government implemented emergency plans.

Let the construction team build a batch of transitional houses as quickly as possible, so that some citizens whose homes have been damaged can live in.

Slowly, life seems to be on the right track. Nanxi Jing went to school with Xuanxuan as usual, and then returned to the transitional house together.

Life passed unhurriedly like this, but when I was in class, I occasionally heard a few loud complaints from Liu Dongmei.

Add a little spice to this otherwise calm and tasteless life.

As long as she is free, Nanxi Jing will secretly write some articles now.

The topic of the article is not limited to a certain thing or a certain person.

Her mind is very jumpy, one moment thinking about the east, the other thinking about the west.

So Nan Xijing tried to write a lot of small stories, including fairy tales, fables, and normal people's accounts.

After she finishes writing, she will take the time to show Teacher Lina if there are any important writing questions.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Teacher Lina praised Nanxijing's article and encouraged her to write more and practice more, and she will write more articles in the future. Good is even better.

Another weekend, with Ms. Lu's consent, Nan Xijing separated several articles she had written into several envelopes.

On each envelope, the corresponding magazine address was written separately, and I wanted to go to the post office to deliver it.

happened to meet Xuanxuan when he went out, so Nanxi Jing and Xuanxuan slowly walked towards the direction of the post office.

"Sister Jingjing, Sister Jingjing, you must teach me more math when you have time, I feel like my brain has been in water recently, and I can't learn anything."

"Moreover, some knowledge points that I was familiar with can be forgotten in a blink of an eye."

"Okay, good~ Xuanxuan~ I will definitely help you with more tutoring and math homework."

The two of them were on the way to the post office, which was a bright avenue.

As winter approached, the yellow leaves on the trees had fallen almost intermittently, and they walked on the curbs of the road covered with a carpet of leaves, creaking and breaking as they walked forward.

"By the way, Sister Jingjing, you are so good at writing articles! Can you teach me that later? ”

"Our Chinese teacher said that the essays I wrote were like running accounts, which made people not have a sense of expectation at all."

"Okay~ Xuanxuan, I will definitely teach you more when I have time."

When Nan Xijing spoke, the tips of her fingers rubbed the back of Xuanxuan's white and tender hand, and it was obvious that she cherished this friendship very much.

The two of them walked for about 20 minutes before they arrived at the post office.

According to the staff's request, Nanxi Jing affixed stamps of different prices to different envelopes.

Then, one by one, the stamps were smoothed out, and Nanxi Jing carefully handed several letters to the staff.

The staff glanced at the addresses on several envelopes, and it was a little incredulous.

She looked down at Nanxi again, and couldn't help but raise her voice.

"Little girl, so small, so powerful, she will definitely be a big writer in the future."

Didi~ Babies! I'm on the second shift~ Good night everyone! Thank you for your love of this book! Than the heart!

(End of chapter)