Li Erlin and others accompanied Chen Song to guard next to the body of the village chief, and not far away, the villagers turned their grief and anger into strength and took over their task of digging the road.

The village chief is very good, and if anyone has difficulties, as long as he finds him, he can help. Now the village chief suddenly said that there was no no, and no one felt uncomfortable.

Chen Song's face was blank, he couldn't figure it out, he was obviously just bringing people out to find Li Erlin and them, why did he go home with his father's body?

Didn't Dad say when he went out in the morning that if it rained heavily, he would spend the night at his brother's house? Can't he tell the villagers tomorrow to buy food, why did he have to rush back in the rain?

Li Ping'an looked at Chen Song, who was sitting like a sculpture in the firelight, and blamed himself in his heart, so he knelt on his knees, "Uncle Song, it's my fault, I killed the village chief's grandfather, if it weren't for my village chief's grandfather to find someone to find someone to buy food, if he didn't delay the time, he wouldn't have encountered a mountain collapse......"

Chen Song moved his eyes, raised his eyelids, and looked at Li Ping'an kneeling in front of him, and a wave of anger rose in his heart. He clenched his fists, and his gaze swept over Li Erlin and Chen Dazhu's faces one by one, he really wanted to beat them all up.

If they hadn't gone to buy food, they wouldn't have met his father, and they wouldn't have begged him for help because they couldn't buy food, and his father wouldn't have been delayed because of this, and he wouldn't have been in this position when the mountain collapsed, and he wouldn't have been buried, and he wouldn't have lost his life.

It's all because of them!

But he couldn't do it, at least he couldn't beat them up in front of his father. He thought, with his father's temperament, even if it wasn't Li Erlin and them, if someone else from Xiaochen Village found his father, his father would also help, and his father would not blame him for helping them delay time before losing his life, he should only think that it was his bad luck and that he had such a catastrophe.

Of course, he can beat Li Erlin and them violently now, but if his father knew about it, he would probably be dissatisfied with his behavior.

Nothing is more important at the moment than to let his father go with peace of mind.

Chen Song's fist clenched loosely and loosely, lowered his eyes again, and pierced a thorn in his heart.

Li Ping'an felt extremely uncomfortable and kept kneeling until the villagers had dug a way, and he stood up and walked slowly with heavy steps.

I walked all the way in silence and returned to Xiaochen Village, where the houses in the village were no longer inhabited and it was pitch black.

At the foot of the back mountain, Zhang Xiaoshan, Fugui and a few half-old children looked at the long line of torches coming over, and hurriedly greeted them, and saw Li Erlin and others a lot, Zhang Xiaoshan and Fugui breathed a sigh of relief.

When they saw Chen Song and Zhang Yu carrying down the body of the village chief from the cart, they were stunned again, and each found their own adults and quietly asked what happened and how the village chief's grandfather died.

"Fugui, take your eldest brother to find your mother." Li Erlin did not answer Fugui's question, but asked him to take Li Ping'an first. Li Ping'an knelt down just now, this matter should not be borne by Li Ping'an as a child, the reason why he was silent before was not inaction, but the real highlight was to carry the body of the village chief to his family and the people surnamed Chen.

In the end, how to negotiate is mainly decided by Chen An, his wife, Mrs. Chen and the elders of the Chen clan.

Li Ping'an knew that the next thing was not something he could mix, so he took his things and left with Fugui first. Chen Erzhu also left in a hurry, he wanted to explain this matter to his father first, so that his father could be mentally prepared.

In just one afternoon, the villagers who moved to the mountain had already set up a big shed, although it was simple, but it was not a problem to block the rain, that is, there was no shelter on all sides, and it could not shelter the wind.

All the people in the village are gathered under the grass hut, and if you look closely, you will see that they are all family units, an arm's length away from each other. The men talked loudly, and the women also pulled the house in twos and threes, and from time to time they glanced down the hill worriedly, wondering if the water would continue to soak into the house tonight.

This summer's grain harvest is gone, and if the house is flooded again, all they have accumulated over the years will really be left with these things that they moved out.

The only thing I can be glad about is that people are still there, but I just want to start over, and my heart is very uncomfortable.

The children didn't know the melancholy of the adults, and ran around with their friends, occasionally bumping into adults, and receiving a few laughs and scolding.

Li Ping'an's house is placed on the edge of the grass hut, just like his house is on the edge of the village, but here, the aunt, uncle, and uncle and their families are also beside them, hugging each other tightly.

Seeing Li Ping'an, Xiao Ruyi, who was leaning on the fire in his mother's arms, had a deflated mouth, and shouted aggrievedly: "Cauldron~"

Chen Dajuan put Xiao Ruyi aside and stood up, "Back?" How did it get so dirty? Where's your dad? Hungry? I've left you porridge, and I'll warm it up for you. ”

"Daddy is in the back, I'll come back later." Li Ping'an glanced at the grass hut, but didn't find where the village chief's family was, so he withdrew his gaze, put down his things, and sat down sullenly.

Xiao Ru thought that the eldest brother ignored her, and staggered over, no matter how dirty Li Ping'an's clothes were, no matter how dirty they were, they hugged Li Ping'an's arm, and shouted again in a raised voice: "Cauldron~"

"Cauldron heard." Li Ping'an turned his head, looked at Xiao Ruyi with a small expression of grievance, pulled the corners of his mouth, and didn't even notice that his pronunciation was deviated by Xiao Ruyi.

Xiao Ruzhi's eldest brother responded to her, she was happy, and couldn't wait to invite credit: "Cauldron, Ruyi and eldest sister saved your box, isn't Ruyi great?" ”

Li Ping'an found out that the eldest sister was lying next to Jixiang's wooden box, and the little girl was dozing off on the box.

Chen Dajuan said on the side: "I came home from the next hill and said that the flash flood would come, so hurry up and pack up my things and go up the mountain, when I was cleaning up, Ruyi went to your room to guard this box, and Jixiang also reminded me not to forget to bring it." ”

Hearing her mother say this, Xiao Ruyi grinned, and her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled.

Li Ping'an wanted to rub Xiao Ruyi's head, but when he saw that his hands were all mud, he had to give up and praise him verbally.

"Go wash your hands, there's rainwater in the bucket." Chen Dajuan pointed to one of the wooden barrels outside the shed, and said to Xiao Ruyi, "Ruyi, let go of the eldest brother and let your eldest brother rest for a while." ”

She also thought that Li Ping'an was absent-minded because she was tired.

Li Ping'an was indeed tired and hungry, but his low mood was not caused by these reasons.

As soon as he washed his hands, he heard an uproar, and he paused to know that it was the body of the village chief who had been carried up.

Not long after, the news of the village chief's death spread throughout the greenhouse, and Chen Dajuan was stunned for a moment, almost knocking the pot down. When she looked at Li Ping'an, her eyes were full of tears, and her panicked expression was like a little girl who had lost her support.

Li Ping'an's heart tingled, and he staggered his gaze, not daring to look directly into his mother's eyes.