Su Shu hadn't heard clearly when, beside Grandpa Peng's stretcher, with a thud, a woman in her forties knelt down.
"Grandpa Peng, stop digging! Stop digging! My father has already passed away, let him go, you need to take care of your own health! Grandpa, you've already saved Little Shuanzi, that's enough, really, it's too dangerous over there, don't go!"
The bystanders, unable to bear listening, turned their heads away, their eyes reddening.
Su Shu, holding the disinfectant, stood nearby, feeling distressed; in Peng Village, someone had died.
Grandpa Peng struggled to sit up, and upon hearing this, cursed angrily: "Nonsense! Shuanzi's dad is still alive! I need to save him, he's waiting for me, his old buddy, to save him."
"Grandpa, don't move, your leg is injured."
"Nonsense, what injury do I have, don't stop me! I'm going to dig old Shuan out!!!" Grandpa Peng was trembling with anger, why was everyone stopping him? Old Shuan was still hanging on; he needed to go!
