Chapter 1367 1 Everything is over
Chapter 1367 1 Everything is over
Zhao Bugui and Xu Damao were also helping in the yard. They looked around nervously, fearing that something unexpected would happen. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, causing the entire yard to shake. The eaves made a creaking sound, as if they might collapse at any time.
"Come on, everyone, go inside and take shelter!" Zhao Aimin shouted loudly.
Zhao Bugui and Xu Damao quickly ran into the house, worried that the roof would be blown down by the strong wind. The moment they entered the house, there was a loud noise and the entire roof suddenly collapsed, sending bricks, tiles and wood flying everywhere.
Zhao Bugui was hit by fragments of the roof, his whole body was buried under the rubble, and he lost consciousness involuntarily.
"Bugui! Bugui!" Xu Damao hurriedly ran to the ruins, desperately digging through the rubble, looking for traces of Zhao Bugui.
Others also rushed forward, looking around anxiously, hoping to find traces of Zhao Bugui.
Finally, in the chaos, a familiar voice came: "I'm here!"
Everyone quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pair of muddy hands stretching out from under the rubble. They worked together to move the heavy rubble piece by piece, and finally rescued Zhao Bugui from the rubble.
Zhao Bugui was lying on the ground, covered in blood, but he was still conscious and struggled to sit up. He looked around and saw anxious eyes, and said gratefully: "Thank you everyone, I'm fine."
Xu Damao hurriedly helped him up and asked with concern: "Bugui, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
Zhao Bugui shook his head and smiled: "It's okay. I was just knocked unconscious. I didn't suffer any serious injuries."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts were still full of worry and anxiety. After the storm, the entire yard was in a mess, with roofs collapsed, trees broken, and debris and broken rubble everywhere.
"This is really troublesome. Half of the house collapsed." Zhao Yuyu sighed and frowned.
When Zhao Aimin heard the news that Zhao Bugui was hit by the roof, he was so anxious that he ran to the construction site desperately. His heart was filled with anxiety and worry, and his only thought was to see his son as soon as possible to ensure that he was not seriously injured.
On a stormy night, Zhao Aimin walked through the muddy road and trudged on the dark road ahead. The wind was howling and the rain was biting like an arrow, but he didn't care, he just wanted to rush to his destination.
Finally, he arrived at the construction site and saw a mess, with broken walls and tiles scattered everywhere. People are desperately clearing the rubble, looking for people who may be buried underneath.
"Dad!" Zhao Aimin heard a familiar voice and quickly ran in the direction of the sound.
He walked through piles of rubble and finally saw Zhao Bugui sitting on the ground with people supporting him. He felt relieved, but still worried.
"Bugui, are you okay?" Zhao Aimin ran over and asked with concern.
Zhao Bugui raised his head and saw his father's figure. A trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes: "Dad, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy."
Zhao Aimin stepped forward and carefully checked Zhao Bugui's body. After confirming that he was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he helped Zhao Bugui up and prepared to take him to the hospital for examination.
"Dad, I can leave, it's okay." Seeing his father's worry, Zhao Bugui quickly tried to persuade him.
Zhao Aimin nodded, but still put his hand on Zhao Bugui's shoulder, and accompanied him to the hospital uneasily. The worry in his heart never dissipated, and it was not until he saw that his son was safe that he relaxed a little.
On the way to the hospital, there was always silence between Zhao Aimin and Zhao Bugui, but the emotions in their hearts were the deepest. The father's care and concern for his son, and the son's dependence and respect for his father, without words, are all expressed most sincerely in each other's eyes and actions.
Under the early morning sun, the ruins of the courtyard were busy. Zhao Aimin and others are digging through the rubble, looking for people who may be buried underneath. Zhao Bugui insisted on personally participating in the cleanup work. He dug hard at the bricks and tiles, and every piece of gravel seemed to laugh at his helplessness.
Zhao Bugui's hands were so rubbed that they were red and swollen, and his fingertips were stained with blood. But he didn't care. He just silently waved the shovel in his hand and cleared the ruins bit by bit, hoping to find other trapped people.
Zhao Aimin was moved and distressed when he saw his son working so hard. He stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Bugui's hand to stop him from continuing to dig.
"Bu Gui, your hand is injured, you can't go on like this." Zhao Aimin's voice was serious and concerned.
Zhao Bugui raised his head and looked at his father with firm eyes: "Dad, I can't just sit idly by. We must find the other buried people as soon as possible."
Zhao Aimin was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's do it together."
They worked together, cooperated with each other, and kept cleaning up the ruins. Zhao Bugui's hands were numb from the pain, but he still persisted, unwilling to give up the possibility of finding hope.
Time passed by, and the work of cleaning up the ruins seemed endless. But they did not stop, because they knew that as long as there was still a glimmer of hope, they could not give up.
Finally, in a corner, they found a young woman buried in the rubble. She was badly injured but still breathing and survived.
Zhao Bugui and Zhao Aimin rescued the woman together and sent her to the hospital for treatment. When they saw the woman being put into the ambulance, a big stone finally fell in their hearts.
"Dad, we saved a person." Zhao Bugui breathed heavily, with a smile on his sweaty face.
Zhao Aimin was also very excited. He hugged his son tightly: "Yes, son, you did a good job."
They hugged each other, tears streaming down their cheeks. Although injured and exhausted, their hearts are full of hope and strength for life.
Zhao Bugui emerged from the ruins, his face covered in dust, but his eyes were extremely firm. He looked around and saw his father, Zhao Aimin, searching desperately in the rubble, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
"Dad!" Zhao Bugui called loudly.
When Zhao Aimin heard his son's voice, he immediately stopped what he was doing and looked anxiously in the direction of the sound. When he saw Zhao Bugui standing there safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bugui, are you okay?" Zhao Aimin walked quickly to his son and asked with concern.
Zhao Bugui nodded, smiled and said, "Dad, I'm fine, don't worry."
Zhao Aimin rubbed his son's hair, his eyes filled with gratitude and relief: "Fortunately you are okay, I thought..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Bugui suddenly hugging him, and tears could not stop flowing down. Zhao Aimin felt his son's fatigue and uneasiness. He hugged Zhao Bugui tightly and patted his back gently to comfort him.
"Don't be afraid, Bu Gui, everything has passed." Zhao Aimin said to his son gently.
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