Invincible daughter-in-law

In an instant, houses collapsed, roads cracked, mountains roared, and huge stones rolled down. In just a few seconds, a simple and beautiful village turned into ruins.

The thrilling scene stunned Lang Yan for a second. He, who had never encountered such a thing before, realized that it was an earthquake. There were anxious and frightened shouts and cries for help, and the scene was very chaotic.

He was the closest to the Fu family. After regaining his senses, he rushed into the courtyard of the Fu family and shouted towards the inside that had collapsed into a pile of rotten boards: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone inside?"

The people inside quickly responded to him: "Yes, yes, we are trapped below and cannot get out."

Lang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly removed the wooden stakes and the broken tiles: "Wait for me, I will remove the upper wood now."

Fortunately, most of the houses in the village are made of wood. As long as they move slowly, one person can still remove the wood and tiles without force.

"Thank you." The person inside thanked him gratefully.

The Fu family's house was a two-story building, so it took some time to move the wood on it. After nearly an hour, Lang Yan finally saw a young man hiding in the triangle area between the cabinet and the wall.

Fu Hongye saw Lang Yan and thanked him excitedly: "Thank you."

After another 5 minutes, Fu Hongye crawled out, and then quickly followed Lang Yan to remove other logs and rescued another middle-aged woman.

"Mom, are you okay?" Fu Hongye pulled the middle-aged woman out.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Yujie looked at Lang Yan gratefully with tears in her eyes: "Sir, thank you for saving us."

Lang Yan said quickly: "Let's go and see if other people need our help."

Before coming here, he never thought that he would encounter the first earthquake in his life. Its power was comparable to that of an atomic bomb, and it instantly moved the village to the ground. Very fragile and tiny.

It was only then that Fang Yujie and Fu Hongye noticed that all the houses in the village could not withstand the strong shock and turned into a pile of ruins, and their eardrums were pierced by the wailing shouts.

"Oh my god." Fang Yujie gasped, and said anxiously: "Hongye, I don't know if your dad is okay?"

"Dad, he can definitely take care of himself. Let's save the others first." Fu Hongye followed Lang Yan and ran out of the yard.

"Okay." Fang Yujie ran with them to the house closest to them to help remove the wooden boards.

At this time it was approaching night, and due to the earthquake, various lines were damaged, and everyone could only light torches to save people. The rescue team also flew straight to the scene of Wanshu Village, and tried their best to rescue the people in the disaster area.

Everyone was busy this night, staying up all night to help people who were still under pressure. Every corner here was filled with mournful cries, and even the air was filled with a strong sense of sadness.

Lang Yan and Fu Hongye had been busy from night to dawn before taking a breather: "The people in the surrounding area should be almost saved. Let's go to other places to see if there is any place that needs us."

"Okay." Fu Hongye frowned, and when he saw the person who was crying for the dead relatives, he walked over to comfort him.

Lang Yan took out his mobile phone to check the time while walking, and then dialed the phone to report to Wang Ruilin and the others that they were safe, but unfortunately, there was no signal.

"Are you ready? Ready, it's on."

Hearing the sound, Lang Yan raised his head and saw a female reporter preparing to broadcast news from Wanshu Village. His eyes flickered, and he walked towards the female reporter, intending to let Wang Ruilin know that he was safe and sound through the live broadcast.

However, when he walked to a place ten meters behind the female reporter, he stopped again. He thought that when Wang Ruilin and the others watched the live broadcast, Fang Qizhou would also see the news of Wanshu Village, so it is better not to expose yourself too much. Whereabouts will do.

Fu Hongye, who was following up, saw him stop and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lang Yan walked in front of Fu Hongye, blocking the camera of the live broadcast.

Fu Hongye asked: "Brother, I have been busy with you all night, and I still don't know your name."

"My name is Lang Yan, what about you?" Lang Yan actually knew who he was, but he still asked.

"My name is Fu Hongye, you call me..."

Before Fu Hongye finished speaking, the ground shook violently again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the high wall next to him suddenly fell towards them. He was startled, and quickly rushed towards Lang Yan: "Brother, be careful."

Just a few minutes before another earthquake, He Zhuolun was having breakfast with Mr. He in Yuyuan's villa.

Mr. He took a sip of the porridge and looked at his grandson unconsciously. Seeing that the grandson had no intention of speaking, he sighed secretly, put down the spoon and said, "Zhuo Lun, I remember you haven't traveled abroad for a long time, do you want to take a vacation?" Go to Country Q for half a month to relax?"

Since he moved here yesterday, the total number of words spoken by his grandson to him has not exceeded ten words. In addition, he would hide in the company or hide in the room for the rest of the time, which made him feel helpless.

He Zhuolun didn't seem to hear him, and ate breakfast as if no one else was around.

Mr. He had no choice but to continue to say: "By the way, after you got engaged to Yinxin, you haven't been anywhere to play, so you two go out together.

How about having fun in the country? "

He Zhuolun still didn't make a sound.

Wu Shu, who served them for breakfast, sighed silently.

Mr. He slapped the table angrily when he saw that he didn't answer any questions, "He Zhuolun, what on earth do you want? The marriage was booked with your consent. Now that you are engaged to Yinxin, you are ignoring her. Do you know how sad Yinxin is? If you are dissatisfied with me and Yinxin, or if you have any thoughts, just say it, who is it that you show yourself every day with a sullen face and no words?"

"Grandpa, please move back to my house today."

He Zhuolun put down the spoon, picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, then got up and sat on the sofa to watch the morning news.

Mr. He suddenly felt like his fist was hitting the cotton. He unconsciously looked at the fingers covered with hemostatic stickers, and then touched his swollen forehead.

"hiss!"

Mr. He grinned in pain.

These injuries were caused when he came here yesterday, because he was not used to the stairs here, and accidentally rolled down the stairs. Neither he nor Wu Shu dared to tell He Zhuolun about this, but the wounds on his body could not be covered, so , after He Zhuolun came back from the company and saw his injury, he almost lost his temper and chased him away on the spot.

Mr. He looked up at Wu Shu's black and blue nose, and sighed again.At that time, Wu Shu also hit his nose in order to hold him back.

This made him very puzzled. It stands to reason that after He Zhuolun and Jiang Yinxin got married, the frequent accidents would get better again. Why did they get hurt more and more frequently?

What went wrong?Is it because the grandson is not willing to marry Yinxin?It seems that I should go to Bu Daxian to ask if I have time.

After his grandson left, Mr. He didn't like it, so he got up and went to sit down in front of He Zhuolun.

"After the magnitude [-] earthquake, Wanshu Village has been moved to the ground, and now everyone is trying to rescue the buried people

Mr. He heard the female reporter's heartbroken recounting of the earthquake situation. He turned his eyes to the TV, and saw the camera turn from the female reporter to other places in Wanshu Village, and it was fixed on the two men walking among the ruins.

When he saw the two figures on the TV, he couldn't help squinting his eyes. Suddenly, the camera shook violently, and a female reporter's exclamation came: "It's an earthquake, and there's another earthquake."

The photographer replied: "This should be an aftershock."

The uncollapsed buildings in the picture collapsed one after another due to another strong earthquake, and one of the walls fell on the two men walking in the ruins.

He Zhuolun stood up abruptly, staring at the TV with red eyes.

He was very sure that in the TV news, the person who was crushed under the wall was Lang Yan.

He Zhuolun hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Mr. He looked up at his grandson.

"Ah, someone has been crushed under the wall, let's go there to save him." The photographer hastily turned off the camera.

He Zhuolun turned on the screen saver, and when he was looking for the phone number in the phone book, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably. He pressed the wrong number several times, and finally pressed the right number, but he couldn't get through.

"I can't get through, I can't get through."

He dialed the number over and over again.

It was the first time that Mr. He saw his grandson messed up, and he really couldn't bear to see him like this, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, he's definitely fine. The most important thing now is to save people."

He Zhuolun glanced at Mr. He, and quickly called He Qi: "He Qi, I'm going to Wanshu Village. You and He Si, He Wu, He Ba, and He Jiu are going to prepare ten helicopters, which will be used after the earthquake. Send the rescue tools and some necessities to the disaster area.” After hanging up the phone, he called the people under his command and asked them to drive a helicopter over and take him to Wanshu Village first.

Soon, the helicopter came to Yuyuan.

He Zhuolun left immediately by helicopter.

Standing in the yard and looking at the ascending plane in the distance, Mr. He sighed again: "Wushu, do you think our He family has committed too many crimes, so that the descendants of the He family will fall in love with men."

"Master, I don't think the young master's liking for a man has anything to do with the behavior of the ancestors of the He family, but that Mr. Lang really has extraordinary charm to attract the young master." Wu Shu also sighed: "If I were 20 years younger, maybe Will like Mr. Lang."

Mr. He wondered: "Is he really so good?"

"Everyone looks at people differently, but Mr. Lang is still pretty good in my eyes." Wu Shu raised his head and looked at the sky: "He at least brought the young master back to life just now, and he finally looks like a human being."

Ever since the young master separated from Mr. Lang, the young master is like a walking dead, without any emotions or joys.

Mr. He kept looking at the sky without saying a word.