After the rain, the sky clears, the air is filled with a cool smell, and a rainbow hangs in the eastern sky.
This should have been a refreshing moment, but looking at the densely packed corpses lined up in the yard, Hu Ling'er felt extremely depressed.
These were "dug out" by Tang Meng and others from under the landslide of the mountain. They were lying here lifeless.
"Sister, a total of fifteen people died, and only three survived... and they are being treated in the house."
Tang Meng's voice pulled Hu Ling'er's eyes away from the corpses. She sighed deeply and was about to say something, but she heard a voice shouting from the sky and the earth: "My son, my son."
, where are you, where are you?”
Following the sound, I saw a person covered in mud rushing towards me. Judging from the sound alone, I guess it was a woman.
The woman stumbled over and ran over. After seeing the corpses covered with white cloth on the ground, her steps faltered and she sat down on the ground with a thud.
Her eyes were wide open, full of fear, and her mouth was opening and closing, but she was speechless.
Hu Ling'er couldn't bear to see it, so she stepped forward and held her shoulders, only to find that her body was shaking continuously.
Are there her children among these dead people?
Hu Ling'er lowered her eyes and said, "You... just show your condolences."
Apart from these few words, she really didn't know what to say.
Hu Ling'er's voice made the woman tremble. She raised her head and looked at her blankly for a while, then suddenly hugged her and cried like crazy: "Wan'er, are you okay? Just be okay, be okay.
Okay, I scared my mother to death."
Hu Ling'er was caught off guard and was even more stunned when she heard what she said.
Is this... treating her as her child?
When Tang Meng and others saw Hu Ling'er being held by a woman covered in mud and water, they were about to step forward and pull her away, but were stopped by Hu Ling'er.
"Wan'er, let me see if you're hurt." The woman cried for a while, then raised her hand and touched Hu Ling'er's face.
Wherever her hands touched, they left marks. Hu Ling'er stared blankly at the woman's eyes, which were filled with tears and full of worry. The cold fingers wandered around.
On her face, she felt a slight warmth in her heart.
Is this maternal love? Didn’t I feel such tenderness in the past?
The woman just cried and touched her, murmuring Wan'er all the time, and Hu Ling'er didn't know how to tell her that she had recognized the wrong person, so he could only let her touch her and let her have a moment of peace.
Comfort and let yourself feel this rare maternal love.
"Sister..." Tang Meng's slightly hesitant voice came to his ears.
Hu Ling'er followed the sound and looked over, only to see several brothers carrying a body to the two of them, and then lifting the white cloth from the face.
A deathly gray face appeared in front of Hu Ling'er. It was a young woman of similar age to herself. Could it be that she was...
"Based on her clothes and age, she should be this woman's daughter." Tang Meng spoke up at the right time, and Hu Ling'er closed her eyes with a sad look on her face.
After hearing Tang Meng's words, the woman who had been in a state of unconsciousness actually stopped what she was doing. She turned back and looked at the woman on the ground. Then she stared at her and shouted: "Wan'er.
!!”
Following the heart-rending cry, the woman's eyes turned white and she fell down, but was supported by Hu Ling'er.