jdhmnovel Chapter 162 Yaya
Chapter 162 Yaya
After an emergency rescue, the miracle of life gradually emerged from the ruins of Village No. 1.
As the last heavy stone slab was removed, the survivors were carefully rescued one by one.
Most of these survivors were still in shock, their eyes filled with fear of the disaster and gratitude to the rescuers.
Since Village No. 1 is located in a remote area on the edge of Jinnan Mountain, the village itself is not large. Most of the young people go out to work for a living, and those left behind are basically the elderly and left-behind children.
Among these survivors, some are gray-haired and some are still young children. Their rescue made all the soldiers involved in the rescue feel a little relieved.
After a rescue operation, more than ten survivors were rescued from the rubble.
"Rescue Team No. 1 reports! A total of 17 survivors have been rescued! The rescue work is basically complete."
Instructor Hong's voice was transmitted to the temporary command center via radio waves. There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of a sense of relief after completing the mission.
After reporting and confirming with the temporary command center, Instructor Hong learned that it would take another day for the regular rescue team to arrive due to the long distance and bad weather.
This means they need to stay here for a day to protect these survivors.
"We need to hold on here for one day. Protect these survivors!" Instructor Hong said in a deep voice, his voice revealing a firmness and sense of responsibility.
He knew that although the rescue work was basically completed, their mission was not over yet.
They must ensure the safety and well-being of these survivors while they await the arrival of conventional rescue forces.
Instructor Hong quickly organized the recruits to build a temporary shelter and provided food, water and necessary medical assistance to the survivors.
They also arranged guard posts in case wild animals or other dangers approached.
Under the leadership of Instructor Hong, the recruits worked busily and orderly.
They knew that despite the harsh conditions, they had to persevere for the sake of these innocent lives and to protect the hope of these survivors.
As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the shelter, bringing a touch of warmth and light to this stormy night.
After a tense rescue operation, Lin Qiye and his team were extremely tired.
Their bodies were exhausted and their muscles ached, but their hearts were extremely heavy.
In addition to the 17 survivors rescued, they also had to face a cruel reality - 9 bodies were found at the same time.
This number weighed like a heavy stone on the hearts of every recruit, making them feel suffocated.
The recruits were silent with each other. No one spoke, only the heavy breathing and occasional sighs could be heard.
Their eyes were red, not only because of fatigue, but also because of sadness and helplessness.
They seemed so insignificant in the face of the disaster. Despite their best efforts, they were unable to save everyone's lives.
All the survivors were gathered together, and Wen Qingqing was busy treating them.
Her movements were swift and professional, and although she was exhausted, she persisted because she knew that every life was precious.
At this time, a little girl with pigtails, Yaya, woke up quietly.
There was still a trace of confusion on her face, and her memory was still stuck in the time before the mudslide broke out. She went to remind her grandparents, but she tripped and rolled into a corner.
When Yaya thought of this, her expression suddenly became clear. She realized something and hurriedly looked around.
Oh, right! Where are grandpa and grandma?
Raising her eyes, she saw her grandparents lying not far away.
Hot tears instantly rolled out of Yaya's eyes, like pearls falling from a broken string.
"Grandpa! Grandma!!!" Yaya struggled and rushed towards the bodies of the two old people, throwing herself on their bodies and crying bitterly.
Her cry was heart-wrenching, full of despair and pain, which made everyone present feel heartbroken.
Lin Qiye and the others, who were exhausted and half asleep, were also awakened by Yaya's crying.
They opened their heavy eyelids and saw this scene, and the sadness and powerlessness in their hearts surged over them again.
Wen Qingqing took a deep breath, her eyes filled with sadness, but as a medical soldier, she knew she couldn't collapse at this time.
She suppressed her grief, walked to Yaya, gently stroked Yaya's head, and tried to give the little girl some comfort.
"What's your name?"
Wen Qingqing's voice was soft and trembling, and she tried hard to remain calm.
Yaya's shoulders trembled slightly, she sobbed, and her voice was filled with the fragility unique to children:
"My...my name is Yaya!"
"Yaya!" Wen Qingqing spoke softly, her voice filled with love. "Be good! Grandpa and grandma are just too tired and fell asleep! Let's not wake them up!"
She used a gentle lie to comfort Yaya, hoping to make the little girl forget the pain temporarily.
Yaya stopped crying. She looked at her grandparents lying on the ground in confusion, then nodded gently.
The world of a child is pure. She may not be able to fully understand the meaning of death, but Wen Qingqing's words gave her a little comfort.
Wen Qingqing carried Yaya away and came to Lin Qiye and the others. Although her movements were gentle, her heart was filled with turbulent waves.
She knew she had to be strong, for the survivors and for her teammates.
At this time, Yaya spoke naively:
"Then when will they wake up?" Her question was simple and direct, revealing the child's innocence and curiosity about the world.
Everyone was suddenly speechless and fell into deathly silence.
They didn't know how to answer the question, didn't know how to explain the cruelty of death to a young child.
Lin Qiye and the other recruits looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness and sadness.
Shen Qingzhu stood aside and witnessed all this, his heart filled with complicated emotions.
Seeing Yaya's helpless look, he finally couldn't help but sighed softly.
He walked to Yaya, squatted down, and was at eye level with her, trying to give her some comfort and hope.
"Yaya, besides your grandparents, what other relatives do you have?" His voice was low and gentle, trying to guide Yaya out of her grief and think about her other relatives.
"I still have a father and a mother!" Yaya's voice was filled with a hint of expectation, as if mentioning her parents gave her some comfort.
Everyone was stunned. This news made them feel complicated, with a hint of hope and worry. Shen Qingzhu's face lit up, and he asked hurriedly:
"So where are they now?"
"It seems he went up the mountain to collect firewood!" Yaya's answer made Shen Qingzhu and the other recruits feel even more complicated.
Shen Qingzhu's expression darkened slightly, and he asked softly:
"Yaya! Do you remember which mountain they went to?" There was a hint of urgency in his voice, hoping to get some clues from Yaya.
Yaya bit her finger, her eyes revealing a look of trying hard to recall something, and then she gently pointed in a direction.
"There!!!" Her voice was weak but full of certainty.
A hazy hill in the rainstorm is looming and shrouded by the rain curtain, appearing particularly mysterious and distant.