Domineering little Shennong

Chapter 62 Disaster
"What happened? Dad, where's my mother!"

Seeing the blood all over Chen's father, Chen Dazhi's heart instantly rose to his throat.

"Save, hurry... hurry to save, save..."

However, the next moment, before he could finish his sentence, his eyelids rolled, and Father Chen's body immediately fell to the ground, and if it wasn't for Chen Dazhi's quick grasp, he stretched out his hand to support Father Chen, "Dad , you wake up, where is my mother?"

rumbling...

Suddenly.

It felt like an earthquake, the whole ground suddenly trembled!

At the same time, amidst the loud noise like thunder, the direction of the Chen family compound was visible to the naked eye, raising smoke and dust all over the sky...

not good!

"Bitch, help me take care of my dad!"

Chen Dazhi's figure was like lightning, but his ferocious expression made people feel scared. In the blink of an eye, he quickly arrived in front of his own yard.

But it's still too late...

At this time, the entire Chen family courtyard seemed to be struck by lightning. The walls of the courtyard collapsed and the rubble flew away. Even the few old houses that the Chen family depended on for their survival were turned into ruins!
Just imagine, if a person were to be buried below, how much possibility would there be for him to be alive?
Ah!
With a scream of pain, Chen Dazhi's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he felt as if his heart had been torn apart!
Suddenly, in my mind, I remembered that when I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't afford any snacks.

One day, the fat aunt next door gave an apple with a scar.

But my father was reluctant to eat it, and neither was my mother.They washed the apples, dug out the scars, and then peeled them with a knife, cut them into small pieces, and put them in a large porcelain bowl.

Chen's mother asked Chen's father to go to the yard, break a clean bamboo branch, and make a small toothpick.Holding the small toothpick in her hand, Mother Chen inserted a small piece of apple and asked Chen Dazhi, "Is my son delicious?"

After Chen Dazhi ate the apple, his happy little eyes almost narrowed into slits.

He said, Mom and Dad, you should eat too.

But Chen's mother glanced at Chen's father, and both of them said that they didn't like apples.

Later, the apple chunks were eaten.Chen's mother peeled off the apple peel and washed it, boiled it in boiling water, put it in a small bowl, and fed it to Chen Dazhi.

After drinking the boiled apple water, Chen Dazhi ran out to show off to his friends even more happily.

Then I was scolded by my friends, why are you so greedy, you also said that the water boiled with apple husk and apple peel is delicious, how unclean is that, hahahaha... I laughed so hard...

Chen Dazhi felt wronged and ran home crying.

However, when he opened the door, his eyes saw that in the yard, Chen's father and Chen's mother were unable to refuse because of an apple mustache...

Of course, in the end, Chen Dazhi gnawed on the Apple Hu, which didn't have much pulp at all.

And Chen's father and Chen's mother just tasted a little apple peel in relief, seeing that the tears on Chen Dazhi's face were still wet, holding the apple in their small hands and gnawing on it, Chen's father and Chen's mother laughed.

"mom!"

With a distorted face, like crazy, Chen Dazhi desperately used his hands to push away all the debris in front of him, stones, bricks, broken wooden beams...

After hearing the loud noise, the villagers who gradually overcame their fear also ran over to help.

Everyone saw that Chen Dazhi's hands were bloody and bloody, but he himself seemed to feel no pain at all. He still couldn't help, desperately, vigorously, digging, digging, digging... But tears, once The child fell down.

"Everyone, hurry up, work harder, and don't be lazy. Chen Laoshi's family usually has something to do in the village. If you ask her, she will definitely help!"

Among the villagers, the fat aunt yelled.

But at this time, everyone was silent as if no one had heard them. They just speeded up the action of cleaning up the bricks and stones in their hands, but everyone knew in their hearts that if such a disaster happened, I'm afraid it would have been a disaster. .

An atmosphere of sadness fills the air...

Time passes quickly.

But for Chen Dazhi at this time, every moment now seems to be as long as a century has passed.

at last……

"Help me! There's someone here!"

As a villager shouted, a bloody man was rescued from the ruins soon.

However, the first person to be rescued was not Chen Ma, but Fatty Wang.

Touching his chest, he was still breathing. The villagers did not dare to neglect, and immediately carried Fatty Wang to a bullock cart, ready to send him to the hospital in the town for emergency treatment.

Just at this time.

Another villager shouted, come and help, there are people here too!
The second person to be rescued was Mr. Xiao.

The third one is Mr. Zhang.

Then came Old Man Yang...

However, the situation of the three old men is not optimistic. They are all the same as Fatty Wang, and only one breath is left.

No one even dared to think about it, how could these few people survive until then when they went to the hospital in the town in a slow bullock cart?

And even the only and best means of transportation in the village, the half-new motorcycle tricycle bought by Chen Dazhi from the village committee half a month ago, was also in the midst of this sudden disaster. , was smashed into a pile of scrap iron.

In the face of natural and man-made disasters that cannot be resisted by manpower, at this time, the villagers realized that people are sometimes so weak.

And Chen Dazhi remained indifferent until the villagers got on the bullock cart and put the three old men and Fatty Wang on the bullock cart, and they were about to go to the hospital in the town.

Chen Dazhi hadn't realized that, in fact, his mobile phone was in his pocket at the moment, so he could have made a call first and asked the hospital in the town to send an ambulance over.

It's important to save lives!

Finally, I saw under the ruins, Chen Ma's blood-stained face, with a bang, I felt like my whole head was going to explode, Chen Dazhi's trembling hands touched Chen Ma's heart in fear... …

His body was still warm, but the moment his hand touched his heart, Chen Dazhi felt as if all his strength had been taken away suddenly - it felt like Chen Ma had no heartbeat at all!

The surrounding villagers looked at Chen Ma's blood-covered body and Chen Dazhi's cold and indifferent face. All of a sudden, everyone became cautious about breathing, as if they were afraid of disturbing Chen Dazhi's mother and son...

"Whoever of you has a mobile phone, quickly call the hospital in the town and call an ambulance. Our current bullock cart is too slow."

The next moment, a villager in the crowd suddenly shouted: "That's not right! Our village committee still has a newly bought motorcycle tricycle with the contract money from Xiao Chen (Chen Dazhi) for the back mountain! Go get someone who can drive, and bring the car over here. !"

And finally at this moment, Chen Dazhi remembered that he had the only mobile phone in the village that could still make calls in his pocket.

But is it really useful to call an ambulance now?
(End of this chapter)