Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Natural disasters are the most ruthless.

In the face of natural disasters, people are so small.

In the past few days, Lu Qiao really realized this.

The car that was running smoothly last second was suddenly blocked by falling rocks.

The peaceful village the day before suddenly turned into ruins due to an earthquake.

Lu Qiao always felt that he was in a horrible nightmare, but he really felt the horror of the earthquake and deeply understood the fragility of life.

There is not only one village in Jufu Mountain, there are many villagers. Many people who escaped have gathered together in the past few days. However, even so, there are still many people who failed to escape the earthquake, perhaps buried under the houses. Or maybe I don't know where.

Every day, people who can't find the trace of their relatives can be heard anxiously calling their relatives' names, looking for their relatives everywhere.

The local rescue officers and soldiers arrived in time, and now the rescue has begun.

However, Jufu Mountain is too big, and the search and rescue operation has been carried out for several days, and the injured are still being rescued continuously.

Among all the misfortunes, the luckiest point is that it is the end of winter, unlike summer, when people's wounds will be inflamed.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. Winter is very cold. A heavy snowfall lasted for a whole day and night. Can't get in either.

Jufu Mountain seemed to be sealed off, and despair quietly grew in everyone's heart.

The snow kept falling, and at the heaviest time, it seemed to submerge the entire mountain, and even the plane could not risk flying in.

In desperation, Lu Qiao and some uninjured villagers spontaneously and actively participated in the rescue.

The young and strong rescued people with the rescue officers and soldiers, and the others took care of the wounded or did other work.

But even so, it is still a drop in the bucket.

More and more wounded were brought in, and the makeshift tents they set up were no longer enough.

Those who were not injured lived outside.

It's snowing heavily, and the temperature drops again and again. Being outside is a test of life and death all the time.

They don't have enough food, and they don't have enough cotton clothes to keep out the cold. They don't even have enough medicines and some equipment for operations.

Lu Qiao has never experienced such a thing. She lived in an absolutely safe and peaceful environment before.

The greatest pain is the hurt that Huo Yan brought her.

But now she realizes that in the face of life and death, those things before her are so small and ridiculous.

She now sees many wounded people every day, and also sees some who died of serious injuries, or died directly in the disaster.

Life is so fragile and disasters are so cruel.

Constant loss, constant efforts, life and death, this is a game that can only be won but not lost, a race against death.

Aftershocks would come from time to time without warning, and heavy snow would keep falling. Everyone was extremely tired, but they gritted their teeth and persisted because they were thinking about the relatives and friends who had not been rescued.

Mentally exhausted to the extreme, the pampered young lady of the Lu family has more blisters on the soles of her feet in the past few days than in the past few years combined.

But she never cried out that she was tired or hurt, she just persisted and thought about saving one more person and the next one.