Next to Yang Xiaotao, Wangcai, whose body was covered with dirt, was lying on his back and resting with his eyes closed.

It was this mud that made Xiaowei hide in the tree trunk and absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

Around them, Wang Hao Niujun and others were sitting or lying down, all of them looking gray and sleeping.

Obviously very tired.

After fighting hard, the flashlight batteries finally ran out of power, so everyone continued to save people by moonlight.

It was not until dawn that many people were tired and hungry and couldn't hold on any longer, so they found a place to rest for a while.

That night, with the full rescue of Yang Xiaotao and others, seven more places were dug, including a pregnant woman.

She and Chen Bin were in similar situations, relying on the table to support themselves until now.

Fortunately, her house was made of mud bricks and no cement, so the cleaning went smoothly.

In addition to Xiaowei's secret protection, when she was rescued, when the woman was grateful, she even said that the little guy in her belly stretched out her legs to kick her.

When he said this, he was obviously surprised.

The child is fine.

Click, click.

The footsteps sounded in this quiet morning, and no one could hear them at all.

But Wangcai just closed his eyes and raised his head. After smelling something with his nose, he lay down and continued to sleep.

Today, there is more important work waiting for it.

Xu Mingying came over with a few women, looked at everything in front of her, and stopped.

They all knew that the people in front of them were too tired.

Since yesterday afternoon, a total of 32 people have been rescued.

If we say it, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Then each of them, on average, would build a fourteen-level pagoda.

Especially people from Sijiu City, in this strange place, work hard for their fellow villagers.

This kind of emotion comes from the heart.

"Let's wait and let them sleep a little longer."

Xu Mingying held Miaomiao's hand and said to the side.

Several women nodded slightly.

Miaomiao let go of her hand, walked towards the big willow tree, squatted next to Wangcai, and gently combed her hair.

Wangcai didn't respond either.

"Coming, coming~~"

"The convoy is coming, help is coming~~~"

Dang Dang Dang

The gong sound suddenly sounded, and the originally quiet scene suddenly became boiling.

This sound slowly spread from a distance, and then spread even further.

The speed of sound is fully explained at this moment.

Throughout Stone City, starting from the first shout, it gradually spread in waves to every corner.

Yang Xiaotao heard the faint sound of gongs and slowly opened his eyes. Behind him, Xiaowei recovered energy from the tree trunk.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Miaomiao squatting there combing Wangcai's hair. The little girl was very careful and serious.

Yang Xiaotao moved his body, and then more sounds came from the distance.

Gradually, more and more people woke up, then stood up and looked into the distance.

Yang Xiaotao and the others have moved away from the rescue station, and they don't know where it is. Last night, whenever Wangcai found a survivor, they went to rescue it, so they couldn't figure out where it was.

"Look!"

Xu Mingying suddenly pointed to the front left, and everyone quickly looked over.

In the distance, the sun rises from the sky, as if army-green trucks are rushing out of the sun and moving quickly along the road.

On the car, in addition to the red flags, there were also rows of soldiers.

"It's coming, it's really coming."

A man beside him suddenly murmured, and then he couldn't restrain his inner excitement and shed tears.

More local men waved their arms and said hello in the distance.

More and more people began to cheer, and the long queue seemed to have no end in sight.

"Eat something. Let's save more people today."

Yang Xiaotao picked up Miaomiao and asked her to look at the approaching motorcade and shouted loudly.

"good!"

"Okay, everyone, let's eat. When you're done, save more people."

Everyone seemed to be full of fighting spirit, and their spiritual food was replenished at this moment.

Yang Xiaotao sat aside while Xu Mingying opened a lunch box. Inside were three steamed buns and a piece of dried radish.

He picked up one and handed it to Miaomiao, then picked up the other and gave it to Xu Mingying, and then he ate the last one.

Everyone gathered together, eating steamed buns and drinking cold water, but their hearts were warm.

I wish I could eat it in two bites and then go to work.

Miaomiao took the wowotou, broke it in half, and placed the other half in front of Wangcai.

Wangcai glanced at it, then opened his mouth and swallowed the steamed bun, and then licked Miaomiao's little hand.

Yang Xiaotao looked at it, touched Miaomiao's little head and smiled, "Miaomiao, can you sing?"

"Dad often teaches me singing."

Miaomiao thought for a moment, then lowered her head and thought of her dead father again, her eyes became red again.

Yang Xiaotao reached out and held Miao Miao in his arms, "Come on, uncle, let me teach you a song, okay?"
Chapter completed!