Invincible daughter-in-law

Wanshu Village covers quite a large area, and its layout is peculiar. There is a large field in the middle, and houses are located in the east, south, west, and north corners of the field. There are two thousand households in each corner. Left and right people.Although Wanshu Village has a large population, because Wanshu Village is too remote and remote, it takes a lot of effort to go to the town, which makes the village too poor and backward

In addition, the distances between the east, south, west, and north directions are a bit far apart, either separated by a large field, or separated by several roads. Therefore, Wanshu Village is divided into East and Right Districts. , Nanxia District, West Left District and Beishang District, if you want to walk from Dongyou District to Nanxia District, it will take more than ten minutes.

When He Zhuolun came to Wanshu Village, because of the unique distribution of the village, he anxiously searched for more than an hour in the large ruins, but he couldn't find the place that was filmed in the news. What's more, because of the aftershocks later, Wanshu Village completely became a A piece of flat land, not even a standing wall can be seen.

Therefore, in his eyes, he felt the same everywhere, and he could only find the approximate location where Lang Yan was crushed by the wall based on the scenes captured on TV.

At the next point, He Qi and the others came to Wanshu Village with ten helicopter transport planes. Seeing He Zhuolun who was anxious because he had not found Lang Yan, they quickly sent a group of people to look for Lang Yan. [-] They found the female reporter who broadcast the news in the morning

"Where were the two men who were crushed under the wall in your live news this morning? Where are they? Are they injured?" He Wu quickly grabbed the arm of the female reporter who was helping to move the wood and asked.

The female reporter was stunned, not knowing who the two men they were talking about were.

Seeing that she was silent, He Wu hurriedly urged: "Tell me, where are they now?"

"Who exactly are you looking for?"

He Wu thought that the female reporter had her back to the camera and didn't see what happened later, so she asked instead, "When you broadcast the news this morning, where did you record the live broadcast?"

The female reporter probably understood that they saw their relatives and friends here on TV, so they rushed to Wanshu Village to find someone, and quickly pointed to the northeast: "Over there."

"Come over to me soon." He Wu turned his head and said to the people around him: "Go and tell the young master that we have found someone."

"Okay." The people following He Wu hurried back to find He Zhuolun.

He Zhuolun learned that He Wu had found the female reporter, and ran over with a group of people at a flying speed: "Where are they?"

The female reporter quickly took them to the place where the live broadcast was broadcast this morning. On the way, they saw the soldiers of the supporting troops carrying out corpses from the ruins, and then put them in the open space and covered them with cloth.

He Zhuolun, He Wu and the others frowned when they saw the corpses neatly arranged in the open space, and felt very uncomfortable when they heard the relatives of the deceased wailing at the corpses of their loved ones.

The female reporter said sadly: "The original death toll was not so many."

Had it not been for the strong aftershocks this morning, the death toll would not have risen rapidly.

He Zhuolun clenched his fists.

The female reporter suddenly raised her hand, pointed to the front and said, "That's right there, we recorded the live broadcast there this morning."

He Zhuolun quickly raised his eyelids, looked at the direction the female reporter was pointing, and ran over to find the wall that collapsed today, and there were traces of people digging in the stone pile.

He didn't see anyone under the wall, so he turned around quickly and stared at the female reporter coldly: "Where are the people here?"

"People?" The female reporter was stunned.

"What about the people who are being suppressed here?"

The female reporter said with a sad face: "They are dead. When the stone fell, it hit their heads. When we dug them out, they were already dead."

what! ?

He Zhuolun's mind went blank for a moment.

He Wu felt that something was wrong with him, so he quickly supported him and asked, "Miss reporter, you said that the people here are dead, but what about their bodies? Where are they?"

"In the open space where the corpse was placed just now."

He Zhuolun came back to his senses, and suddenly grabbed the female reporter by the collar: "You're lying, aren't you? He's not dead at all."

At that moment, the female reporter was frightened by his horrifying expression, and stammered, "This...this... this...sir, please calm down, I have no idea who the person you are looking for is, maybe the dead person is related to The person you are looking for is not alone, why don't you go to other places to look for it."

He Zhuolun quickly took out his cell phone, trying to find the photos to show to the female reporter, but unexpectedly, the cell phone ran out of battery.

"Boss, Mr. Lang will be fine, don't worry, I'll send someone to look for you."

He Wuli immediately stepped forward to persuade him, and while speaking, he opened the collar in his hand.

After the female reporter was freed, she turned around in fear and ran away.

With a cold face, He Zhuolun took off his suit and threw it on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and moved away the stones under his feet.

Whether there is anyone under the stone pile can be seen at a glance.

He Wu frowned, trying to persuade him not to waste his efforts, but seeing that he was so serious and anxious, he couldn't bear it, so he took off his coat and moved the stone with him.

Soon, their hands were covered with dust and scratched several times by sharp stones, but He Zhuolun didn't even frown.

When he saw the blood buried under the stone, he took a breath and reached out to touch the dry ground.

He Zhuolun murmured incredulously, "Dead? Is it really dead?"

He was already far away from this person, why did God take this person away?

why?

He Wu saw that his eyes gradually fell into dead silence, as if his soul had been taken away by the pool of blood, and he lost his life, so He Wu hurriedly said: "Boss, I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die. I haven't seen you." The dead body means that he is not dead."

He didn't understand, the boss and Mr. Lang had only been together for a few months, so why did they regard each other as so important?

He Zhuolun heard the words, quickly turned his eyes back, looked at He Wu firmly and said: "Yes, you have to see people when you live, and you have to see corpses when you die."

He quickly got up and walked towards the open space that the female reporter had mentioned. The ground was full of corpses covered by blankets, which made him hesitate.

He Wu walked forward: "Boss, let me take a look."

"No, I'll do it myself."

He Zhuolun squatted in front of the first corpse in the first row. He didn't pull off the quilt immediately. He just stared at the old quilt for a long time, but he didn't dare to do anything. He was worried that what he saw would be Lang Yan's face after he lifted the quilt. .

He Wu didn't bother him, quietly walked to the last row, and quickly lifted the quilt to find someone.After reading a row, he was a little relieved that he didn't see Lang Yan's body.

He Zhuolun was still squatting in front of the first corpse in the first row, and did not lift the corpse. He Wu slowly raised his hand and put it on the quilt after he had seen the corpses in the penultimate row.

His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and just as he was about to lift the quilt, a familiar voice came: "Just put the corpse here."

He Zhuolun was startled when he heard the sound, it was Lang Yan's voice.

He raised his head excitedly, and the lover he had been thinking about day and night was standing seven meters away, saying his final farewell to the deceased respectfully.It's okay, people are okay, it's great.

"Lang Yan."

He Zhuolun could no longer suppress his inner thoughts, and couldn't help calling out to the people in front.

The extremely hoarse voice was like a voice from afar, making Lang Yan, who was covering the deceased with a quilt, tremble slightly.He seemed to hear He Zhuolun's voice?

But how is it possible?

He is now in Wanshu Village, which is more than 600 kilometers away from City B. How could he hear He Zhuolun's voice?Could it be because of a

I didn't sleep well at night, did I have auditory hallucinations?

"Lang Yan, someone is watching you, maybe it's your friend."

Fu Hongye, who carried the corpse with him, said in a low voice.

Lang Yan turned his head and saw He Zhuolun standing not far away, stood up in disbelief, and looked at him in a daze.

He thought that Wang Ruilin and the others would be the first to come to him, but he didn't expect it to be He Zhuolun.

But, is this person here to look for him?

Did you come here because you were worried about him after seeing the news?

Or are you just passing by, or just happened to come here to discuss business?

Lang Yan was injured once, and he no longer dared to be as confident as before.

He Wu, who was in the distance, saw the two people who hadn't walked towards each other, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.I feel that they are like people who have gone through thousands of years to find their lover through untold hardships.

"Damn, what am I thinking?"

He Wu repeatedly poohed several times.

He Zhuolun saw a piece of gauze wrapped on Lang Yan's forehead, and finally couldn't help but walked forward, and asked concerned: "How is your injury? Is it okay? I brought a medical team, let's go and bandage it again, how about it?" ?”

Lang Yan looked at him without saying a word, the distress and anxiety in his eyes almost made him say yes.

Fu Hongye who was beside him also tried to persuade him: "Lang Yan, you can go with him."

Lang Yan looked at Fu Hongye and said lightly, "Sorry, sir, I don't know you."

He Zhuolun, who just raised his hand to check his wound, suddenly froze in mid-air, his indifferent tone was like a sharp sword stabbing into his heart fiercely, the pain was so painful that he was almost out of breath.

"Lang Yan, do you have a conscience? Our boss came all the way here just to save you, but you said you didn't know him?"

He Wu, who wanted to come over to care for a few words, heard what he said, and was so angry that he almost hit him.

Lang Yan looked at the dusty and bruised hands, and quickly moved his eyes away.

He Wu looked at his injured forehead and frowned: "Your head was hit by a stone and you lost your memory, right?"

Lang Yan ignored him, turned around and left with Fu Hongye.

"Lang Yan, come back." He Wu called a few times, and seeing that the other party didn't answer him, he had no choice but to give up: "Boss, his head must have been smashed into a fool, so he doesn't remember who you are."

"..." He Zhuolun lowered his hand and clenched his fist tightly.

He Hongye who walked away looked back at He Zhuolun and the others, and asked, "Lang Yan, you really don't know them? Or did you really lose your memory and forget your friends?"

He could see that He Zhuolun really cared about Lang Yan, and the two should be friends, but Lang Yan said he didn't know He Zhuolun.

"Even if I forget people all over the world, it's impossible for me to forget who he is."

Lang Yan stopped and finished speaking, and continued to help people.