A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 829
The child was about seven or eight years old, dripping all over his body, like a drowned chick, looking around helplessly and crying.

There were still two corpses soaking in the water not far away, and after approaching, they could barely be identified as a man and a woman through their clothes and buns.

Qiu Ke immediately approached the child.

When the child saw him, he cried even more miserably.

It's a pity that there are still many obstacles on the ground in the water, making the ground uneven, and there are floating objects all around, so Qiu Ke's horse can't get close to the child.

Qiu Ke stopped a few feet away from him.

The child looked at him and cried.

Qiu Ke said: "Don't be afraid, stay there and don't move, I'll come over."

As he spoke, he tied the rein of the horse aside, then jumped off the saddle, and walked towards the child with difficulty.

The river was flooded to his shoulders, and it was very difficult to walk, but it was easier to swim across.

Seeing this, the cavalrymen who followed hurriedly stepped forward to help, and said, "Young general, you are too dangerous!"

Without a boat, I got off my horse again, and if I didn't pay attention, I would be easily washed away by the current.Moreover, no one can see under the water, and it is easy to be injured by things sinking underwater.

Fortunately, there is a bend in this place, and there are so many driftwood stuck, as long as Qiuke is careful, it will not be washed away along the water.

He swam forward in the muddy water, getting closer to the child.

Seeing him swimming towards him, the child seemed to have forgotten to cry, and calmed down, looking straight at him.

After getting close, Qiu Ke reached out and was able to hold him.He stabilized his figure with one hand, stretched out the other to the child, and said, "Give me your hand."

The child silently reached out and grabbed him.

Qiu Ke pulled him to her side, put him on her back, and said, "Now I'll take you to swim there, you have to hold on tight, you know?"

The child nodded.

When Qiu Ke went forward to swim in the water, the child held onto his shoulders tightly, turned his head frequently, looked at the two floating corpses in the water, and sobbed, "Father, mother..."

Qiu Ke didn't look back, but felt an unspeakable grief.

Qiu Ke put the child on the horse's back, and then got on the horse wetly.

Then Qiu Ke ordered that all the cavalry and the people rowing boats should first search and rescue people who might still be alive in the city, and then proceed to salvage the floating corpses in the city.

The people rowing were helped by cavalry, and saw a glimmer of hope amidst despair.Later, they put down the floating corpses first, obeyed Qiu Ke's arrangement, and searched for survivors throughout the city. After a lot of hard work, they finally rescued more than a dozen living people.

Until night fell, the floating corpses on the water in the city were basically salvaged.

About half of the survivors of Sankou City had moved to the highlands. They heard that the imperial court had sent troops to rescue the disaster, so they hurried down to greet them.

Everyone fled for their lives, and with nothing, they built some simple sheds on the high ground and managed to survive for two days.

Now that the flood is not so fierce, the people spontaneously organize some people to go to the city to see if there is anything they can bring back.

None of the common people could manage the overall situation. The city guards and yamen people were almost buried in the flood, and there was only one yamen teacher left, but he fell down from the cold and was still asleep in a daze.

Once Qiu Ke and the others came, the common people had their backs.

The people's ability to survive in this situation is not strong, not to mention that everyone's attention was focused on the flood that flooded the city two days ago, and they haven't recovered yet.Therefore, the high ground is deserted and deserted, and there is not even a fire.

In the evening, the people also huddled in the woods and huddled together to keep warm for each other.

Qiu Ke quickly asked the soldiers to raise a bonfire on the high ground.

As soon as several piles of fire were lit up, the darkness in the cold night was dispelled, and the depressed and dead hearts finally felt a little bit of warmth.

In addition to the survivors brought back, the rest of the floating corpses were also brought back.

Qiu Ke asked the people to come forward and identify them by themselves. If they were their relatives, they could say their final farewell.

The people found their dearest relatives among those corpses, and for a while, the ups and downs of each other's wailing rang out in the highlands.

The child Qiu Ke brought back had his parents parked in front of him, but he was quiet.

Qiu Ke said to him: "But what else do you want to say to them? If not, I will send them to another place soon."

The child turned around, looked at Qiu Ke and asked, "Where are you going to take them? Is there a flood there?"

Qiu Ke said: "There is no flood, no suffering, very peaceful."

The child nodded. He walked up to his parents, knelt down in front of them, stretched out his hands to straighten their clothes and hair, and said, "Father, mother, I will live well, don't worry."

It is conceivable that at the last moment of their lives, the only worry they have is this child, and their only wish is that he can live a good life.

In order to prevent the occurrence of epidemic diseases, after the farewell is over, these corpses have to be incinerated.

Before that, Qiu Ke had sent people to look for firewood in the woods.

The firewood was piled up high, and the corpses were neatly placed on it, and the people held torches and stepped forward to light the fire.

The child also turned around and got a torch, and lit the firewood where his parents were lying.

The firelight shone on the child's face, and he seemed to be unable to comprehend the impermanence of the world at such a young age.He waited until the flames grew stronger and stronger, and then gradually died down, until finally, only a piece of ashes remained.

As soon as the wind blows, the ashes are scattered in the mountain night.

He seemed very quiet from the beginning to the end.

Then the cavalry went to the woods to hunt a lot of prey and came back. After cleaning up, they distributed them to the common people to roast on the fire.

The child sat alone on the top of the mountain, blowing the cold wind, looking at the former home down the mountain, which had become a waste of water and ruins.

The people around were busy back and forth, and bursts of fragrance spread from the bonfire. After two days, they finally had a full meal, and everyone cheered up. .

The child sat alone on the stone pier, lonely and out of tune with these adults.

Qiu Ke took a roasted pheasant drumstick, walked over and sat down beside the child, and handed the drumstick to him.He turned his head and looked at it for a while, reached out to take it, and ate it hungrily.

He hadn't eaten for two days, which showed that he was also very hungry.

Seeing him chewing and chewing, Qiu Ke suddenly burst into tears.He was choked uncomfortably, but he still swallowed desperately, eating with his own tears.

He wiped his tears with his sleeves, continued to gnaw, and said vaguely: "I know... I know... They are dead. If they die, they will never come back..."

(End of this chapter)