In the 70s of the book, the cannon fodder wife took the script of the richest man

Xia Dongping breathed hard, snatched the curtain cloth from Xia Linsheng's hand and put it down: "Stop it, brother, Yu Sui... is dead, don't do it."

The landslide soil was piled up like a hill. How could the people inside survive?

Xia Linsheng is not a child, and it is meaningless to say those lies.

Xia Linsheng heard it, but he instinctively thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say...?"

Xia Dongping: "Yu Sui, something happened. The mountain behind our production team collapsed, and the neighboring houses were buried. Yu Sui happened to go to one of them, Yu Laogen's house, and he was also buried."

Xia Linsheng's tall body shook, and he raised it to support the window lattice: "Say it again."

Xia Dongping sighed: "Don't be like this. You are not deaf, and I feel very sad. I don't want to say it anymore. Now the team is helping to dig people, but... there is so much soil, and it has been digging for three hours. Yu Laogen I can't even see the roof of the house, so I can't find someone there. Brother, you have to look away from this matter. After all, they are not married yet. You go over and take a look at the two elders of the Yu family. Just do your best. What can you do? What to do..."

Before Xia Dongping finished speaking, Xia Linsheng had already rushed out pushing the bicycle.

Xia Dongping chased after him: "Brother, brother, put on a raincoat!"

Li Afen heard something was wrong in the voice, so she came out to see: "Hey, Dongping is back, what's the matter?"

Xia Dongping thought this was a big deal, so she told Yu Sui that she was probably dead.

Li Afen beat her chest and expressed her regret, but as soon as Xia Dongping was sent away, she ran to Xia Xiangdong and said:

"Tsk, tsk, Lin Sheng's life is so tough! He killed his own mother in the early years, and made you always sick, and now he has killed his new wife. Tsk, tsk, it will be hard to find a wife from now on!"

Xia Xiangdong frowned and expressed his objection: "Stop talking nonsense, she is not married, she is not a new wife."

But Li Afen knew that he still listened.

Hum, just listen to it.

It's best not to get married, and the money earned by their son will belong to them.

When Xia Linsheng rushed to Yujiawan in the rain, many members who were digging the soil began to become discouraged.

We have been digging for four or five hours, and we haven't seen even a single tile. There is no chance that the people down here are alive.

When a person dies, he has to be buried anyway, otherwise it would just be like this.

Someone actually made such a proposal.

Especially when Yu Laogen's daughter Yu Hua came and knew that her parents, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew were all buried, she cried for a while and then gave up.

After all, what if we dug the person out? How about digging a new hole and burying him?

As a married girl, she had no ability to organize funerals for the entire family.

Yu Hua basically relented and agreed not to dig anymore.

But Sun Yuying refused and cried loudly on the mound:

"No! Why must he be dead? What if he is still alive? If you want to see someone alive, you will see a corpse if you die! My Yusui is not from your family. If your family doesn't dig, they won't dig. My Yusui is considered dead. , we can’t be buried together with your family members! Please help us dig, dig!”

No one wanted to provoke him for a moment, but they still had no strength to work.

As soon as Xia Linsheng arrived, he immediately grabbed the shovel from a man who was holding a shovel and smoking, and started digging without saying a word.

Sun Yuying felt sad. While digging, she cried to Xia Linsheng:

"Linsheng, you are here, what should I do? Sui'er used to hide in the room every day to make shoes for you. I know she is thin-skinned, and she was afraid that I would laugh at her for doing so much for you, so I went out to visit you. Come back, she It’s gone, wuwu, Linsheng, if something happens to Sui’er, I won’t be able to live anymore!”

Xia Linsheng didn't say anything, just digging with his arms.

Men grieve differently than women.

He didn't want to tell, he just wanted to vent.

He has yet to truly hold those smooth and tender pink cheeks in his hands, he has yet to kiss and taste those red lips, and he has yet to truly embrace the extremely soft body leaning against his back. He was unwilling to live in his arms.

He had agreed to marry her, but these days he was always thinking about the life after marrying her. He thought about everything, but he never thought that she would die. How could she die?

He is not willing!

For so many years, he could only feel envious after hearing people talk about his wife. Now that he finally had a wife he could show off to, how could he die?

No.

He wants her to live.

Even if he died, he still wanted to hold her.

Even if it’s a hug once!

It's his fault. If he had known this would happen, he would have guarded her. It doesn't matter if the marriage wasn't done well enough. He should have guarded her.

If they guard her, even if something like this happens, they can still be buried together.

In all these years, he was the only person he cared about most, but he hadn't seen him for a few days, just separated by a mound of dirt?

No!

He couldn't just let her be buried here. Even if she was buried, she should be buried in the ancestral grave of his Xia family.

She is his wife!

The wife he wants to marry!

Xia Linsheng couldn't hear anything and didn't want to know anything. Only these thoughts completely occupied his mind.

At first, everyone didn't pay attention. Some people were tired of digging and left secretly. Some people thought it was a useless effort and left cursing.

Xia Linsheng is still digging;

While digging, Yu Haichao rolled down the mound and injured one of his good legs, so he was carried home;

Xia Linsheng is still digging;

Sun Yuying cried while digging, and finally fainted from crying, and was carried home;

Xia Linsheng is still digging;

It was getting dark and the rain was still falling. On the collapsed mound, a lonely figure was kneeling in the rain, still digging.

Zhang Caifeng was so tired that day that she was covered in mud and water. She went home and took a drink of water. She felt uneasy thinking about it. When she returned to the mound and saw this scene, she burst into tears.

Sin!

If this continues, this young man's iron-clad body will be ruined!

Zhang Caifeng stepped on the mud to persuade her, but Che Lulu said a lot of words, but Xia Linsheng didn't give her a single response, just digging, digging, with dripping hair.

Zhang Caifeng had no choice but to report to the brigade secretary.

Zou Zhiqiang sighed: "Oh, I also tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen as if he was deaf. I even pulled him with a few men, and he pushed us down. Look, there are still mounds of dirt falling from my hands. It’s bruised!”

Zhang Caifeng: "What should we do? We can't let him do this. He is an active soldier. If something happens...Secretary, you will also have to explain!"

"This...but it's not that I won't help. In this situation, even if the gods come, they can't save the people inside. Even if we dig them out, what can we do?"

"Hey, secretary, let's help dig. To be honest, this time it's thanks to Yu Sui who kept telling me to mobilize the people in the back mountain to pay attention and reinforce them. I just kept telling those families, no, No one in the family died, except Yu Laogen. I said he scolded me every time, but he was buried. Yu Sui never went to Yu Laogen's house. Maybe she just went to persuade her, and now she has caught up with herself. This is really It’s a shame, let’s mobilize the members to help, shall we?”

"Yu Sui has been telling you that you need to strengthen the back mountain?"

"Ah, yes!"

"Why does she keep telling you this?"

"She said that she heard from Xia Linsheng that the rocks are dangerous. She also read it in the newspaper outside. It has been raining recently. She also dreamed that... many people died in our village. This girl cares about the collective, and we ...The collective has left her behind, this is not good..."