Chapter 739

"Wow..." Shao Kexin screamed in shock when the TV screen switched to a village that was almost submerged by the flood.

"Grandma, did my mother go there?" Mi Rongxing grabbed Chen Yilan's hand nervously, "No! You should call her quickly and ask her to come back."

"Back... I can't come back." Chen Yilan's voice trembled, her heart sank.

The turbulent, muddy flood in the picture really scared her.

"Grandma! What did you say?" tqR1

Chen Yilan rolled her eyes, looked at Mi Rongxing, and suddenly realized that she had to calm down in front of her children, so she said: "The car can't come back, your mother's car is out of gas, now... now grandpa has gone to deliver gasoline, she Definitely going home."

"Oh." Mi Rongxing settled down.

Chen Yilan kept praying in her heart...

"They will come back, their father and daughter will come back safely!"

Lan Haitang.

When Gu Xinyan arrived, she could no longer see the lush and beautiful scene from the previous visit.

Roads collapsed, mudslides washed away bridges, overturned trees, rubbish, and various furniture were piled up everywhere, and low houses were dilapidated by the impact of rain and mud.

"The front is my grandmother's house." Zheng Yanan took Gu Xinyan's hand and walked with difficulty.

Because the road was closed to traffic, they walked all night, their shoes were gone, and their clothes were covered with mud.

"Quickly ask, quickly ask about your brother." Gu Xinyan was carrying her bag and clutching the lavender tea umbrella, nervously urging Zheng Yanan to ask the villagers.

Zheng Yanan went, and after a while, he ran back and said out of breath, "Grandma's house was really buried by rocks, and Yi Hua hasn't found it yet."

After finishing speaking, two lines of tears fell quietly, and he raised his hand to wipe it vigorously, "I'll dig it!"

Gu Xinyan suddenly felt the ground shake in front of her eyes, and circles of black mist drifted past her eyes, she shook her body, her eyes were dull...

If Zheng Yihua was really buried under a rock, would he still be alive?

Seeing Zheng Yanan running forward with bare feet, she endured the pain in her heart and rushed over on the bumpy dirt road.

In front, besides the government officials, there were a few villagers helping to dig the soil with iron grabs.

The foundation of Zheng Yanan's grandmother's house was gradually exposed, and the bed was found, and a white T-shirt for men was pulled out, but no one was found.

Zheng Yanan held the clothes and burst into tears, "Where's my brother? Where's my brother?"

"Yanan!"

At this moment, a villager in his thirties ran over, panting and pointing to a forest in the distance...

"It's possible that your brother wasn't buried here. I saw him go to the Wild Antelope Mountain in the rain the afternoon before yesterday. He probably went to dig herbs and wild ginseng. Go find it."

When Zheng Yanan heard it, his face brightened immediately, "Really?"

"I kid you not."

"Walk!"

Zheng Yanan ran with him for a while, and suddenly realized that he had neglected an important person. Turning his head, he saw that Gu Xinyan had run down the mountain road and ran towards a bamboo forest along the river.

"Miss Gu! Miss Gu!" Zheng Yanan shouted anxiously, "Don't go there, it's dangerous!"

However, the roaring torrent drowned out his voice.

Thinking that Zheng Yihua might still be alive, Gu Xinyan cheered up, and put all dangers behind her...

After climbing a rugged mountain road, she found that she seemed to be going in the wrong direction. This road could not reach the opposite Wild Antelope Mountain at all, and there was a rushing river across it.

But she didn't want to retreat anymore, she was not familiar with the road here, so she could only try her luck.

Thinking that Zheng Yihua had gone out the day before yesterday and hadn't returned yet, and that she might have encountered some obstacles on the mountain, Gu Xinyan ignored everything and continued walking along the direction of the river.

"Yi Hua! Yi Hua!" She shouted towards the opposite mountain forest while walking.

The clear and loud voice echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time.

"Yi Hua! Zheng Yihua..."

She screamed, but didn't notice that the water level of the river kept rising, and when she reached a smooth hillside, she suddenly heard a "rumbling" sound, like rolling landmines.

Her heart was shocked, and when she turned around, she was shocked.

"Ah..." In a panic, she slipped, threw the bag and umbrella in her hand, and rolled down the hillside.

Falling into the river, she was familiar with the water and immediately floated up driven by the desire to survive. She swam forward bravely with her arms and grabbed a big tree that was drifting with the current...

A few seconds later, boom!

The mudslide that came down from the mountain created a huge wave behind her, throwing her several feet away from the tree.

As luck would have it, she escaped.

However, the river is rushing, where is she going to fall while hugging the tree like this?

Gu Xinyan was in a hurry, and while she was able to raise her head to breathe, she yelled in the direction of the bamboo forest: "Yi Hua! Yi Hua!"

Boom!

The roaring river crushed her voice, and also put the tree on a bar of trees that ran across the middle of the river.

Her arms were numb from the shock, and she wanted to climb up these criss-cross trees to the shore, but her efforts were in vain.

When she was in despair, she suddenly heard a "crash" not far away, as if a huge boulder rolled down from the mountain...

After being swept so far by the flood, Gu Xinyan was exhausted.

She hugged the tree pole with both hands, and lowered her head to relax herself, when suddenly a wave rushed up from behind, hitting her face with yellow water.

Just as she wiped her face, her body was suddenly hugged tightly by an arm...

"Ahh..." she cried out in horror, "water monster!"

"Save your energy, Miss Gu."

someone!

Gu Xinyan was startled, turned her head, and saw a face that was smeared with muddy water, but her eyes were bright and sparkling.

"Yihua?" She was overwhelmed with surprise, let go of the tree, and suddenly hugged Zheng Yihua's neck.

"Hmm!" Zheng Yihua was almost brought into the water by her gravity and submerged her head.

"Yi Hua! Yi Hua!" Gu Xinyan was filled with sorrow and joy, and hugged him tightly, pressing her wet face against his, "You're not dead! You're not dead!"

"Hey!" Zheng Yihua tried hard not to let herself be washed away by the flood, and struggled to say, "If you don't want to die, let it go!"

"Oh." Gu Xinyan hurriedly let go, foolishly trying to show him a smile, but a wave rushed up and almost swept her over.

Zheng Yihua held her hand tightly and led her to swim towards Wild Ling Mountain...

At this time, Zheng Yanan had already brought people towards the hill, but they couldn't walk on the hill that had been hit by the mudslide before.

"Miss Gu! Miss Gu!" Zheng Yanan yelled in tears.

However, apart from the roar of mountains and rivers, no one responded.

A villager who followed him suddenly picked up Gu Xinyan's handbag beside a tree, and he hurriedly handed it to Zheng Yanan with a heavy heart, "I guess he has been washed down by the mudslide."

Zheng Yanan trembled, took the bag and hugged it in her arms, crying to the sky: "Master Gu, I'm sorry, I lost your daughter..."

Two villagers came to persuade him, "Don't cry, let's search along the river, even if we are unlucky, we have to find her body."

Zheng Yanan's feet were weak, looking at the torrential Yellow River, she said sadly with tears: "Is there any hope?"