Chapter 780 [779] Famine Era 20 (2 updates)

After that, she no longer dared to sway around the streets, and even if she went out, she would never dare to go to the alley where people were carrying people.

As for what you say you sell fruits or something, you can't even think about it. Anyway, the things in your hand are enough for her to eat, so she used them.

This is a dangerous place. It is best to replace things in the future. If you want to return to your hometown, it is best to go back to your hometown.

In November 1947, the fourth brother Ye Jiahao came to the school to see her and took her to a restaurant. In a private room, she actually met five, six, seven, eight or four brothers.

God knows how happy Ye Huan is, because this party is too rare, so they also specially found someone to take photos of their brothers and sisters. They can look back and let the elders at home see it, because they will go to other places in the middle of the year. Before the situation stabilizes, they will be mobilized everywhere.

The other brothers belonged to different troops, and the reason why they were able to get together was because Chongqing is a military important place.

Fortunately, their bodies are very healthy. Although they have been injured to varying degrees, they are at least still alive and intact, not as brave as their elder brother and second brother.

They brought a lot of things to Ye Huan. When Ye Huan came, she only brought a bag of fruit for her brother. When she left, she kept muttering that the fourth brother had not made it clear, so that she could prepare more.

"Silly girl, how can brothers ask for your things? You study hard in school and the situation will stabilize in a few years. I believe that our brothers and sisters will meet again."

Ye Huan hugged them with tears: "I don't want us to meet in the future, as doctors and injured people. You all have to do well for me. The family is very safe. We have survived the famine year with difficulty. So no matter how hard or difficult it is, you have to save our lives for us. Third brother is already married and third sister-in-law is pregnant. Please take care of each of you. I still have to wait for your wedding wine!"

The brothers also had their eyes red because of her tears. They hugged each other and finally gritted their teeth and parted.

Ye Huan is not an incitement person, but in this era, they are so cute and touching.

How much blood and bones did these revolutionary martyrs pay to have a bright future for us?

Therefore, we must cherish this hard-won life now.

At the end of the semester, Ye Huan couldn't wait to board the train back home.

She bought a sleeper top, just to have a good sleep. Because they didn't know each other, the carriage was very quiet. At night, everyone basically slept when they got in the car.

It was not known what time it was in the middle of the night. When Ye Huan was in a daze, there was a loud bang, and the carriage where she was buried in the tunnel.

In an instant, nothing could be seen in the carriage, and only people could scream and cry in despair.

The reason why Ye Huan knew that this was buried in the tunnel was because someone else started talking about it.

She is in the upper bunk. I don’t know if it’s luck or if her protagonist’s halo is too big. The half where she is located is just around the corner, just perfectly missing the landslide, and the remaining half is buried in the soil behind it.

On such a cold day, as the train broke, the cold wind whizzed in. Ye Huan hadn't experienced such a thing yet, and was scared.

When the brave man came around from the east, he said with a tragic look on his face.

"It's all blocked. Although our three cars have not been crushed, it's probably a matter of time. Now everyone's better to withdraw, right next to the train. In this way, the top collapses, there are still room for movement below, and we have to find a way to save the people in other cars."

Although the three cars they are in can move freely and the train has not collapsed, the landslide outside the mountain has blocked the way out. In other words, no one knows when it will collapse. Now we either save people or find a way to dig a hole and run out.

Just when Ye Huan thought everyone was going to find a way to dig a hole, they followed the conductor's instructions and moved all the bedding and luggage out of the car to let the elderly and children rest, while others looked for anything that could dig at hand to dig and save people.

After Ye Huan was in the dark, he put his luggage into the space and got out of the car with the main force. There was no trouble, so they dug it with their hands.

Fortunately, the soil that just collapsed was not that hard, not enough, it was winter now, and the soil was not as soft as imagined.

No one knows whether this collapse was man-made or natural disaster. The living people raced against time to use all available things, digging the soil and shouting. When they heard the response from the people inside, everyone's motivation suddenly increased.

But the more west the train carriages are buried deeper. The person who was digging out at the beginning can still climb out of the gap. However, when he arrived at the back, he dug here, and the soil above flowed downwards. As the soil became more and more, the person who dug out was exhausted.

Although I don’t know what’s going on inside, the iron sheet of the train will at least not make the people inside lose their lives in an instant. It will definitely gradually fade away as the air becomes thinner and the food becomes less and less.

In this situation, even if you wait for rescue, it will be at least something after tomorrow.

Either the train behind discovered their situation, or the train did not arrive on time and issued a warning. No matter what, the buried person must be at a higher level of danger than them.

They dug up until about three or four o'clock in the morning and had no strength left, so they began to squat on the side and rest.

There is food supplement, and no food supplement water, but no one dares to waste it, because no one knows how long they will be here.

At six o'clock in the morning, the conductor discussed with the living people and decided to dig the exit first, so that the living people could not go out first. After all, they were no longer able to do anything in the carriage behind. If they kept digging down and collapsed on the top, they might be impoverished in the end. Below this.

They gathered about one or two hundred people and took turns digging out in batches, but they thought it was very close, but the more they dug, the more they became, the more they felt sad.

We clearly reached the entrance of the tunnel, but there was more soil outside the tunnel than they thought. At 8 o'clock in the morning, they were still digging. No one knew what was going on outside, and they didn't know whether there was any rescue.

It was so difficult to go east, let alone west, they tried to dig a passage from multiple directions such as the carriage, the periphery, etc., but the soft soil also brought great difficulties to rescue. As soon as a hole was dug, it collapsed shortly afterwards.

At that time, it had been at least eight hours since the landslide.

When Ye Huan is thirsty, she uses a space sprinkler to moisten her throat, or eats a fruit, which can not only quench thirst, but also replenish her stomach.

She took turns patrolling the elderly, pregnant women, and children. When she found that she needed help, she would unconditionally give them the food she had.

Anyway, she could see them in the darkness, and they could not see her, nor would it affect her taking things out of thin air.

From late night to day, and from day to night, she thought they could rescue the people first, go out before they arrived.

But no one expected that the landslide on their side would finally collapse in the middle of the night after persisting for a day, and the collapsed people were caught off guard.

She was smashed by a pile of soil, and then the world became dark and her consciousness became weaker. Because it was too sudden, she didn't even have time to hide in the space.

She thought she might have died like this in this life, but she didn't expect that she would have the possibility of surviving.

When she was confused, someone seemed to be patting her on the face, and then, she felt that the weight of her body was lighter and she seemed to be being picked up.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, as if she saw the gray military uniform worn by the Eighth Route Army. Was she dazzled? Is someone really coming to save them?

...

When Ye Huan woke up again, she found herself leaning against the corner of a large military truck, wearing a military coat, and the people in the car were covered in dust. Some were awake, some were unconscious, and the truck was airtight and very cold. She curled up and tried to see what was going on outside, but because there were people around her, she couldn't move at all.

Finally, they were transferred by the army to a hospital in Yichang, Hubei, and the landslide section was within the scope of the Tujia people.

She rested in the hospital for three days before she was allowed to be discharged. The local government also bought them a hard seat ticket. After getting on the bus, she changed her sleeper.

She didn't know what the landslide was going on, and no one around told them about it, and the wounded were also transferred to different places.

But she could imagine the difficulty of rescue.

After getting into the sleeper, she took out a badge embroidered with the army number from her pocket. She didn't know how this badge was in her hands, but she knew that it was the people from this force who saved her.

Five days later, spanning more than a thousand kilometers, she finally returned to her long-lost home on the 28th day of the 12th lunar month.

When they learned that Ye Huan was in the buried car and was still being taken out, the Ye family looked grateful for their resurrection.

"Our family is lucky and lucky. It is said that more than 300 people died. Your daughter, you didn't tell us when you came back, and we didn't associate you with the accident. Who would have thought that you were still buried below, Master God, thank you for your protection,"

More than 300 people died?

"How did you know?"

"The village chief goes to the township for meetings every week, and writes it in the newspaper he gets back, and reads it when your third brother and the others are studying."

In that era, information was backward, and the only down-to-earth way was to read books, newspapers and listen to the radio. The village chief and his friends held weekly meetings, which became the best way to learn. The village chief and the literate branch secretary went to listen, and after listening, they came back to popularize it for the villagers. Everyone knew what policies were above.

It has been more than ten days since this accident, and after about ten days, the information can indeed be known.
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