Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 377 Song. The Unlucky Child. Beijing

"Where are you going?!"

"You don't need to worry about saving people!"

"Take care of your three younger brothers and stay at home for me."

Hearing the movement, Boss Mu rushed over, grabbed his back collar and pulled him back.

After finishing these few words in a hurry, he took Mu Laoer, Mu Jianfeng and Mu Qi and strode away.

Mu Nannan and Ji Beinian lay on the window, quietly watching them run away.

"The educated youth's house was newly built, why did it suddenly collapse?"

"And, Brother Song is still living inside..."

Mu Nannan was a little worried about Song Jing's safety.

Brother Song is such a handsome and interesting person, so don't worry about it.

When Ji Beinian heard this, although he didn't like Song Jing who hugged Nanbao all the time, he still patted her head to comfort her:
"The educated youth's walls are solid, so it must be the roof that collapsed, and the roof is covered with thatch, and if the thatch is covered with mud, it won't cause much harm to people if it falls."

Mu Nannan opened the window and sighed slightly:

"Hope he's safe."

Educated youth point.

When Mu Baoguo and Ma Yuehong arrived with the villagers, Zhang Kai, Gao Man and another educated youth named Zhou Tie had already been rescued by Song Jing and other villagers who arrived earlier.

"Are you hurt?"

Mu Baoguo wiped the rainwater off his face, squatted down, half-sat, or lay a few clay figurines on the ground.

Yes, that's right, clay figurines.

It is estimated that all four of them rolled in the mud pit for several times.

Clay Figure [-]:

"Captain, I'm fine."

Clay Figure [-]:
"I'm fine too."

Clay Figure [-]:
"When the roof collapsed, I hid in the corner. I was not hit by the beams, nor was I hit by the falling clods..."

All three are fine.

If one of them was injured, even if it was a minor injury, he would feel very guilty.

Just as Mu Baoguo wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered that none of the three people who answered him just now had the voice of Song Jing.

He is in a hurry:

"Where's Song boy?"

"Shouldn't it be buried inside?"

He hurriedly opened his legs and was about to run towards the two collapsed houses.

Boy Song is so big, if he is really buried in the collapsed house, he will probably apologize with death...

He was in a hurry when suddenly a person rushed towards him from behind.

He turned around, only to see the top of the clay figurine's head covered with dirt.

The clay figurine hugged his thigh, clutched his trousers with muddy hands, bared his big white teeth and howled:

"Grandpa Mu!"

"You're here!"

"You don't even know, I almost died just now!"

"If it wasn't for when the beam fell, I resolutely abandoned the big pig's hoof on the table and ran out with my feet, you wouldn't have seen the wise and brave me—"

"Ah woo woo, it's just a little short, my little life is about to end..."

The clay figurine raised its face and howled dryly like a wolf dog who had been wronged by the sky.

While howling, he rubbed the muddy water on his face on Mu Baoguo's pants.

The falling raindrops slowly washed away the muddy water on the clay figurine's face, revealing Song Jing's handsome and aggrieved handsome face.

The clean trousers were stained with mud spots.

Mu Baoguo's eyebrows twitched.

By the way, he also looked at the unlucky boy hanging on his lap from beginning to end.

Seeing that his whole body was not damaged except for being a little dirty, he was completely relieved.

(End of this chapter)