After the woman finished speaking, she took the child and walked quickly towards the back mountain.

She didn't understand the situation, but she didn't ask any more questions. She could tell that the other party was anxious.

The woman was in front, and the female reporter quickly followed.

The photographer shouted in the background: "Han Lu, be careful!"

There are roads everywhere, and after the earthquake, the ground is uneven and bumpy, so don’t fall down the mountain accidentally.

Han Lu acted as if she hadn't heard anything and kept walking forward with her head covered.

The two photographers had no choice but to follow.

Soon, several people arrived at the back mountain.

Several people at the entrance of the mine are dumping the soil from the mine car outwards.

Han Lu went over and happened to see Xu Xuejun working.

"Teacher Xu!"

Xu Xuejun glanced at him and said, "Reporter Han!"

Han Lu has been here several times and everyone is familiar with her.

"Teacher An, he..."

"He must still be alive!" Xu Xuejun wiped his sweat, "I know him, he won't die so easily!"

She wanted to ask a few questions, but Xu Xuejun couldn't stop what she was doing, so she had to give up.

After a while, Han Lu found an opportunity, grabbed a Qi Le and asked: "What's wrong with Teacher An?"

Qi Le simply told her what happened and hurriedly walked down the mountain.

Han Lu was stunned for a long time!

Did you put yourself in a desperate situation just to save others?

She patted her chest, which was almost suffocating, and decided to take a close-up shot.

In order not to affect everyone’s efforts to save people.

She and the photographer walked close to the wall, and the twisted gaps in the wall in the lens were shocking.

The supporting wood on both sides was broken and deformed, and some even fell off.

Towards the front, the lights are bright inside.

There were people passing through the entire passage, but no one stopped to say a word to her.

Everyone had solemn looks on their faces, some looked tired, some looked like they were struggling, but no one stopped what they were doing.

At the end, Zhao Ming was naked and sweating all over his body. Every time the pickaxe dropped, he dug up a large piece of soil mixed with gravel.

People on both sides used shovels to load the soil into the mine cart in a tacit understanding.

Soon the mine cart was full, and six strong young men pushed the mine cart out with all their strength.

Another minecart comes down another track...

The two mine carts were going back and forth, the atmosphere was indescribably dull, and the air was filled with the smell of sweat.

But Han Lu had a sore nose.

While Zhao Ming was drinking water, Han Lu hurriedly went up the mountain and said, "Team leader Zhao, what are the chances of Teacher An surviving!"

The mineral water bottle in Zhao Ming's hand was deformed by his pinching, making a distorted "click" sound.

"He won't die!" Zhao Ming threw the empty bottle aside and turned back to rescue.

No one knows how much this passage is blocked, but everyone knows that every minute is precious.

Han Lu didn’t know what to say.

The photographer silently recorded all this.

At this moment, chaotic footsteps came from the passage.

Han Lu turned around and saw under the light of the passage, thirty or forty people, men, women, old and young, walking in with shovels, poles and baskets.

The little girl I saw just now was carrying a shovel and running at the front. Her face was full of immature seriousness. Tears were welling up in her eyes, and she was trying hard not to cry.

When she arrived in front of Zhao Ming, Xiaorui tried her best to shovel a shovel into the soil with a "Hey" sound.

Just shovel off a small piece.

Xiao Rui holds the shovel and carefully pours the soil into the basket next to it.

Han Lu couldn't hold back her tears anymore and looked away.

Zhao Ming's eyes were red, he hugged Xiaorui and said, "Xiaorui, can you go outside?"

Xiaorui shook her head, "I want to save Teacher An!"

Zhao Ming thought for a while and said, "Let's go outside and help count how many trucks of dirt we have arrived!"

Xiaorui looked at the ruins in the passage and then outside, seeming a little unsure about paying attention.

Xiaorui's mother came over and said, "Good boy Xiaorui, go out and help uncle count!"

After a while, Xiaorui said hesitantly: "Then can I save Teacher An?"

"It helps a lot!" Zhao Ming smiled with red eyes.

Xiaorui nodded, put down the shovel and walked out with her calves. The woman quickly followed behind her.

Then Zhao Ming looked at the people walking up to him, suddenly bowed deeply and said: "Thank you! Thank you all!"

"Captain Zhao!" someone shouted: "Teacher An is a good person, we can't just watch him die like this!"

"Yes, he rescued my son!"

"My life was also saved by Teacher An!"

"Captain Zhao, don't talk to us, this is what we should do!"

Liangshui County is located in a mountainous area with simple folk customs. There is nothing nice to say, but we still understand the principle of repaying kindness with kindness.

"Even if we load basket after basket, we still have to clear this place!"

An old man put down his pole, patted his chest and said, "My old bones can still be used!"

The rescue team members inside looked at the villagers and didn't know what to say.

"Captain Zhao, you do what you do, and we do what we do, don't stop!" The old man was obviously taking the lead, "Don't worry about us being tired, there will be another group to replace us in the afternoon."

Zhao Ming nodded and said: "Pay attention to safety!"

The old man waved his hand to show that he understood.

Soon everyone was in full swing.

The not-so-wide passage was quickly filled with people, but everyone was orderly and never disturbed each other.

People on both sides of the track used shovels to make baskets.

Although the individual efficiency is not high, the advantage is that there are more people and more power. Everyone keeps moving, and the speed is actually faster than a mine car.

After working until noon, Zhao Minggang prepared for An Ran and everyone to change shifts and go to dinner.

Suddenly I smell the aroma of rice.

Are you too tired? Are you hallucinating? Zhao Ming shook his head vigorously.

Then I saw 20 people carrying ten thermos buckets coming in, and they shouted from a distance: "Captain Zhao, food is here for you!"

Zhao Ming looked at the people coming in with tears rolling in his eyes.

An older sister in her thirties said: "Why are you crying? After dinner, hurry up and get to work. We must rescue Teacher An!"

"Definitely!" Zhao Ming bit his lip and said.

The person behind quickly took out the bowl and opened a thermos bucket, which contained fragrant white rice.

After serving a large bowl to Zhao Ming, the eldest sister drove Zhao Ming away and said, "Go over there and get some food!"

Then he shouted: "Next one, hurry up, don't leave any ink marks."

Not long after, Han Lu saw an unspeakable scene.

All members of the rescue team, one by one, squatted in the corner to eat with big bowls, and no one spoke or chatted.

They all ate in silence.

After the meal is finished, put the bowl into the empty thermos bucket, immediately grab the tools, and start the rescue work.

After lunch, as expected, another group of people came in to continue helping with the rescue.

But those on the rescue team never stopped.
Chapter completed!