The home of my father and mother in the past has changed beyond recognition. Only the empty shell of the adobe house remains, and the walls are still peeling off and collapsing during the flood.
There is a tall iron frame in the yard, which was a watchtower built by my father for his homesick mother. He was young at that time and could not understand the meaning of having an iron man standing in the yard.
When we went up, we discovered that the villages we depend on every day are breathtakingly beautiful under the cover of the mountains...
Following the direction where my mother had looked, I found a road that stretched out of the mountains. The narrow mountain road wound up the mountain, and then the view was blocked by the green mountains. My father said that my mother was homesick, and she wanted to see through the mountains.
When he saw her hometown, he spent half a year of his savings to build an iron frame for his mother, just hoping it could erase some of her homesickness.
He still doesn't know if his mother ever loved his father, but when he grew up, he understood that his father, who always leaned in front of the house and smoked cigarettes, must have loved his mother very much. Every time his mother sat on the high-speed rail,
When he was motionless, a trace of fear and sadness would appear in his eyes. His eyes could not deceive others. Only when he loves to the extreme can he be so afraid of losing.
The floods raged and the water rippled.
His raft was torn apart by the rapids like a worn-out piece of cotton wool in the wind and rain, with no time to fix it. He could only rely on his superhuman arm strength to swing the oar to maintain balance in the current.
Looking up, there was a mad woman trembling in the cold wind curled up in the middle of the iron frame. Her expression could not be seen, but her desire for life could be felt from her continuous screams.
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Using ropes to secure only half of the raft to the iron frame, he climbed up the ladder and approached Liu Lianying.
The mad woman with wrinkled face and gray face stared at him for a long time, and kept mumbling: "Ah...ah..." mixed with faint crying, Chen Mufeng held the rope with his fingers.
I couldn't help but pause...
Did she recognize him?
I heard from my aunt that Liu Lianying had gone crazy in recent years. She often didn't have enough to eat, and would often strip naked and run around the village. The villagers disliked her bad behavior of abusing her stepson in the past, and they refused to lend a hand to help her. Later,
, it was only because the village committee found a family to deliver two meals to her every day that she was able to survive.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he took a step forward and wrapped the rope around her waist around her bloated and deformed body...
Yao Xiaojing was extremely anxious...
She lay on the edge of the roof, trying hard to open her eyes wide and look at the boundless flood ahead, looking for her Mu Feng...
Is he tired? Did he save that stepmother who deserves to go to hell?!
Why hasn't he returned to the village for so long...
Nervousness, fear, and urgency took turns torturing her nerves, which were about to collapse.
Suddenly, the top of her head felt dark, and the rain seemed to be much lighter. She raised her head in surprise and found that Cao Lijuan, who had shared sugar-watered eggs with her, took off her gown and stretched it over her head to protect her from the rain.
"Auntie... are you cold?" The girl, whose lips were blue and her body was shivering due to the cold rain, whispered to her...
"Lijuan----------" She was so surprised... She didn't expect that a frail girl from the mountainous area would actually take the initiative to protect her from the wind and rain... As for the girl herself, she has a new school bag
It turned into a wet school bag, but still stubbornly hid it in my autumn clothes, unwilling to let the most precious gift be damaged or stained.
Tears fell from her eyes, mixed with the rain, and flowed on her face.
She took Xiao Lijuan's clothes, wrung them out in her hands, put them on her body, knelt down and kissed her face: "Good boy... Auntie is not cold..."
The little girl smiled sweetly...
In such a cruel natural environment, she could still think of others and show her usual bright smile. Her actions made Yao Xiaojing deeply moved and guilty.
She should do more...
She shouldn't be immersed in her own emotions and ignore the feelings of the trapped children... They need her so much and need the strength to persevere...
Slowly standing up, she suddenly shouted loudly to each of the drowned chickens: "Classmates! Are you cold or not?"
"cold-----------"
"Auntie will teach you how to not be cold now, okay?!"
"good----------"
"Everyone hold hands... Yes, like me and Lijuan... OK! Let's start..." The children on the roof formed a circle, the teacher and the aunt
Yu Qing also joined in, following Yao Xiaojing's movements in the center of the circle, and started doing exercises...
This is a shocking scene...
No one knows that a battle between life and death, a battle between nature and unyielding human power, is taking place in this small area of heaven and earth.
"Auntie--Uncle of the People's Liberation Army!" A boy suddenly shouted, pointing at the broken raft struggling to move forward in the flood...
Everyone was immediately excited...
Teacher Zhang was responsible for taking care of the children, while Yao Xiaojing rushed to the eaves, pulled the railing for drying, and waved vigorously towards the figure in the water: "Mu Feng-----------------here!"
!here-----------"
Chen Mufeng speeded up, bypassed the terrifying vortex, and approached the auditorium little by little.
"Go on... Mu Feng! Rope!" Chen Yuqing threw the tightly tied rope onto the raft swaying in the wind and rain, once... twice... three times... Finally, one end of the rope was pulled by Chen Mufeng
Holding it tightly... He raised his face and smiled tiredly at the two people on the roof.
All living beings are always going around in circles, performing the tragedies and comedies of life. Yao Xiaojing did not expect that an unexpected disaster would befall them unexpectedly.