Only the old man secretly pursed his lips, glanced at his good granddaughter vaguely, and was relieved to see that the child was normal, and at the same time a wave of sympathy rose.

Xiao Song's child is so obvious, but his good granddaughter is not enlightened! It's no wonder they're adults.

He led the people towards another fork in the road.

This fork in the road connects three villages, Daliu Village, Shangwu Village and Qiaojiagou, according to Hu Yatou, the three villages are inhabited, the population is not known, but together there must be at least a thousand people.

I hope that when the ground movement happens, I can escape as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a huge blow to any family that so many people are buried.

In his thoughts, the old man couldn't help but be glad that they had a good granddaughter, who was given to them by God, so they should also know how to cherish their blessings and do more to benefit their children and grandchildren.

The first thing to go to is Daliu Village, like Huajia Village, most of the villages here are named after their surnames, and there are more people with the surname Liu in Daliu Village.

The old man of Daliu Village knew, but he didn't really come, and he didn't have it by the way, but there were daughters from Daliu Village in the village, and not long after returning to Huajia Village, many people in the village went to various villages to find relatives.

Those who didn't find it were all dead, because there was only one possibility, and those who were found were also soliciting the opinions of the big guys in the village, and most of them took their relatives or relatives to Huajia Village to settle down, otherwise there were relatives outside after the ground moved.

Daliu Village is far from the fork in the road, that is, the time of half a cup of tea, when everyone stands at the entrance of the village and looks at the scene in the village, their hearts are shocked, and the entire village is almost all in ruins except for the occasional ruins.

There were people on almost every ruin, who might have dried their tears without crying, repeating the digging action under the drizzle, their faces mixed with dirt and their faces could not be seen clearly, and the blood dug by their hands fell to the ground with the rain dripping.

There are also corpses guarding the ground who are so numb and hugging, letting the rain drip as if they have shrunk themselves in that small world, unable to hear any words, and instinctively hugging the person in their arms, even if the person in their arms has long been out of breath.

More people continued to dig, and almost everyone had a sad look on their faces.

Everyone in Huajia Village couldn't help but feel sad, imagining that if it was them, they would not be able to stand it at the moment.

Hua Laohan walked into Daliu Village with people, and didn't say much, just asked the big guy to pay attention to safety, and then silently stepped forward to dig with the tools that everyone carried.

For the people who suddenly appeared, the survivors of Daliu Village did not notice it at first, some were immersed in their own thoughts, some were concentrating on digging, and wanted to rescue the people under the rubble as soon as possible, and when they reacted, they found that there were many more people around them, still much stronger than them, and they were all holding tools in their hands, and they were much faster than them with their hands in just a few clicks.

The survivors of Daliu Village were stunned, looking at the large number of people who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

Shocked and frightened, with a hint of fear and a hint of hope, seeing this, the old man hurriedly stood up and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, big guy, we are not wicked, we are from Huajia Village, I am the village chief of Huajia Village, Hua Man, and I am here to help you." ”

"Huajia Village, really?"

"Of course," the old man unveiled the hat on his head.

"It's really," someone in Oyanagi Village shouted.

Although it has gone through several years of hardships, it has not had much impact on the old man, the years seem to have stopped, except for worrying too much about the gray hair on the temples, even the wrinkles have not increased much, at first glance, it is not an exaggeration to say that a person of half a hundred is a man in the prime of life, plus the people of the Hua family are already upright, like a beautiful uncle.

Therefore, although a few years have passed, some people can still recognize it, after all, the village chief of Huajia Village is quite famous.

That year, in order to sell winter vegetables and buy charcoal, many people went to Huajia Village, and they were quite impressed by this majestic and kind village chief.

Knowing that it was someone from Huajia Village, almost all the people in Daliu Village who could react had even redder eyes.

So...... The people buried under the rubble in their village were saved.

Less than 50 people escaped when the earthquake occurred in Daliu Village, and many more were buried under their houses without reacting at all.

Except for a few who looked numb and seemed to have lost their souls, the rest of the living people in Daliu Village all looked at the old man and the men of Huajia Village who were working on the ruins excitedly.

I don't know who led the way, dozens of people knelt down in unison, and kowtowed to the old man.

"I can't help it, I can't help it" The old man hurriedly pulled up the nearest one, looking at the people under the rain with a complicated expression, and these people finally showed a light called hope on their faces, not just grief.

The old man who helped this man spoke: "Don't be like this, saving people is the most important thing, in order not to waste time, please tell everyone which people are under the ruins first." ”

"Okay, good," the man couldn't stop nodding, "There are people buried in the places we are digging" Speaking of this, the man cried out, "Village Chief Hua, we have been digging, but ......" The man looked at his ten fingers that were bleeding, and tears fell straight down.

It's not that they don't want to be faster, a ground movement buried everything in the village under the rubble, except for the use of their hands to find no tools to take advantage of, just relying on a pair of hands since the ground movement stopped, they have been digging, and only a few families have been dug up, and many more people are buried under the rubble.

That is, last night, the child's mother was anxious to get up at night, and happened to find a vision to wake up the whole family so that she had a chance to run out, and only had time to bring some belongings to carry a bag of food from the stove room, although she also reminded the villagers as much as possible to shout for everyone to run out, but the ground moved too fast, and in the end there were only dozens of people who ran out.

Of course, the old man saw the bloody fingers they dig, patted his shoulder and comforted him, and then began to assign personnel.

Either the strength of the large number of people, plus the tools brought with them when they came, dozens of villages were excavated in less than an hour.

Among them, hundreds of corpses were excavated, looking at these tragic corpses with different deaths, the flesh and blood that were smashed were blurred, some even the internal organs were exposed, and some were stacked together, more soft like a dummy without bones, the tragic old man couldn't bear to look at it directly, and many men in Huajia Village almost didn't vomit out the overnight meal in the excavation.

Hua Laohan almost subconsciously blocked his granddaughter's sight, although he also knew that this move would not play a role in his granddaughter.

"Master, I'm fine" Hua Jin pulled a far-fetched smile at his grandfather.

I really don't feel afraid, but I have a deep sense of powerlessness against the destructive power of nature, and people who were alive the day before have now become a cold corpse, or in such a tragic way, life is really too small in front of nature.