Southerners

Chapter 108

"Little Master!"

"The young master is still in the room!"

"Mr. Song!"

"gentlemen!"

The maids and servants made a mess, rushing to rescue the young master, the maid guarding the door was Lian Er, she was the first to rush over screaming when she saw Song Zhi being knocked down by the beam.

"Sir!" Lian'er rushed over, her face was covered with tears in fright, and she pushed hard on the wood on Song Zhi's back, but how could she, a weak woman, be able to push that, "Sir, how are you doing?"

Song Zhi vomited blood from being hit by the crossbar, thick blood splashed on Ping Jiang's body, sticky.

"Young master..." Song Zhi handed Ping Jiang into her arms, and said with difficulty, "...Take Ping Jiang out quickly."

The earth was shaking violently, the sky was collapsing and the ground was sinking, and the ground cracked one after another hideous gaps, as if to swallow people.

Lian Er held Ping Jiang in her arms, but refused to leave: "What about you, sir? You..."

"Let's go!" Song Zhi sternly said, "If something happens to Pingjiang, who of you can take the responsibility?"

Lian Er trembled at his harsh words, wiped away the tears on her face, got up and ran outside: "Sir, I will find someone to rescue you!"

Seeing that Lian'er took Ping Jiang away, Song Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the ground, unable to move, the crossbar on his back was heavy, the blow just now may have hurt his internal organs, the blood spit out was Dark red.

Song Zhi struggled and glanced back, he didn't want to die like this... If Meng Huan came back from the expedition and couldn't see him, he would definitely be angry.

Xiuniang...and Man'er, what would we do without him?

"gentlemen!"

"Mister is here! Quick!"

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps at the door.

The wooden house was falling dust due to the vibration, and various things fell down from time to time. The furnishings in the house, all kinds of valuables, were broken to the ground.

A porcelain bottle fell, and the flying porcelain fragments scratched Song Zhi's cheek.

This little injury is nothing serious.

Several strong domestic servants had already rushed in, to his side.

"Sir! Don't be afraid!"

"Come on, let's work hard together! Lift up this pillar!"

"Sir, we call one two three, you just get out of the way, you know?"

The vibration makes people dizzy, and the sound of various things breaking and falling makes the whole environment extraordinarily noisy, so talking is done by roaring.

The servant's voice rang in Song Zhi's ears. He fell on the ground and nodded weakly.

"Okay! Come on, everyone, one! Two! Three!"

No nonsense, the leading servant reported, "Strength!"

The heavy bar slowly detached from Song Zhi's back. Song Zhi had already gathered her strength, and the moment the bar was separated from her body, she turned over and jumped out from under the bar.

"Okay! Let go!" Seeing that Song Zhi had been rescued, the servants shouted and threw the crossbar away.

One of them supported Song Zhi: "Sir, go this way!"

After only two steps, she suddenly heard a loud shout from behind, and a servant rushed forward and pushed Song Zhi. Song Zhi staggered and hit the door corner, her forehead was cut open, and warm blood flowed down.

Song Zhi vaguely heard something, he turned around in a daze, but saw a log lying across the place where he was standing just now, under the log, was pressing the corpse of a servant, and the log hit his head, smashing his head Blood flowed, and even the brains were smashed out.

Song Zhi was a little dazed, the scene was so impactful, he covered his mouth, feeling nauseated uncontrollably.

"Sir, hurry up, don't look!" The domestic servant who was supporting him just now was obviously shocked by his companion's tragic death, grief flashed in his eyes, but the grief quickly disappeared, he roared, stepped forward and pulled Song Zhi, pushed towards the door, "It's dangerous here!"

"Let's go!" He beckoned behind him, and there were two living servants who ran out spontaneously without him saying anything.

After Song Zhi stumbled and was dragged out by the servants half-supporting and half-embracing, she suddenly thought of Xiu Niang and Bai Man'er.

Ignoring the injury, she asked around, and the maids said they didn't see Xiu Niang and Bai Man'er, Song Zhi panicked.He hurriedly ran towards the residence of Xiuniang and Bai Man'er.

"Where is Xiuniang?!" Song Zhi clutched the wrist of the girl at Xiuniang's door, which made the little girl hurt, "Has she come out yet?"

The little girl almost cried in fright: "Go, go out, she's at Bai Man'er..."

Song Zhi gritted her teeth. Although Bai Man'er and Xiu Niang lived in the mansion, they were always disliked. How could anyone take care of them at this time?This is also impossible.

Meng Huan refused to let him go, and he also refused to let Xiu Niang go, so it was impossible for Bai Maner to live alone in Xingshun Hutong.

"Sir! It's dangerous!" Jin Ming jumped out from nowhere, grabbed Song Zhi's clothes, and shouted anxiously, "You can't go in!"

"You cannot go in, sir!"

"Let go!" Song Zhi lifted Jin Ming's hand and staggered, then rushed into Bai Man'er's room without looking back.

The tables and chairs fell all over the floor, and even the windows were knocked out. Song Zhi carefully avoided the fallen debris while shouting at Xiu Niang and Bai Man'er.

"Brother Lang!" A surprised and joyful voice suddenly came from inside, "Brother Lang, I'm here..."

Song Zhi was overjoyed, fortunately, she was still alive.

"Man'er!" Song Zhi searched for the voice, and found a large wardrobe fallen down, and Xiuniang and Bai Man'er were both underneath.

At this moment, Xiu Niang was holding Bai Man'er in her arms, using her body to prop up a world for Bai Man'er. Bai Man'er's clothes were covered with blood, which belonged to Xiu Niang.

"Xiu Niang!" Song Zhi yelled, and rushed over to the two of them, "How are you, Xiu Niang?"

"I'll save you!"

Song Zhi pushed the wardrobe with all her strength, and the veins on her forehead and neck bulged, as did the back of her hands.

Tears of terror hung on Bai Man'er's face, she stretched her thin wrist against the closet, trying to share some pressure with Song Zhi and Xiu Niang.

Maybe it's a matter of life and death, people will always inspire unprecedented potential, Song Zhi raised the edge of the closet with both hands, shouted angrily, and finally lifted the closet with all his strength.

Immediately, Bai Man'er rolled out from the bottom with Xiu Niang, who had almost no strength.

"Xiuniang!" Song Zhi's arm was almost out of strength, he squatted down, supported Xiuniang and asked, "How are you?"

"Can you get up, I'll carry you out!"

"I helped Xiuniang get up." Bai Man'er said.

Song Zhi nodded, and squatted down with her back to Xiu Niang, Bai Man'er supported her, and put Xiu Niang on Song Zhi's back, Song Zhi carried Xiu Niang on her back, held Bai Man'er in one hand, and hurried out rush.

Something fell down and hit Xiuniang on the head, but Xiuniang didn't make a sound, she tilted her head and passed out.

"Xiu Niang!" Song Zhi panicked, "Don't sleep, we'll be out right away!"

"Sir!" The servants managed to clear the blocked doorway, but Shanshan came late, "Sir, hurry up!"

Someone picked up Bai Man'er.

"quick!"

Xiuniang is not heavy, on the contrary, she is thin and light, and Song Zhi does not find it difficult to carry her on her back.

It may only take a moment to rush out from the inside, but this moment is full of thrills, and every step is passing death.

When Song Zhi finally carried Xiuniang on her back and escaped from the dilapidated house, her nerves did not relax.

At the open space in the mansion, most of the maids and servants of the Meng Mansion gathered at this moment.

Pingjiang is the most important thing. He is protected among the crowd and hugged by the nurse who usually feeds him.

Xiao Pingjiang was only three months old, and he didn't understand what was going on in this world. He only knew that he was hungry, and he was gulping down milk from his nanny.

Song Zhi put Xiuniang down and hugged her in her arms, her movements were light but impatient.

"Xiu Niang!"

"Xiu Niang? Wake up!"

Bai Man'er was also put down by the servant, and threw herself beside Xiu Niang, holding Xiu Niang's hand, but did not dare to shake her.

"Xiuniang, Xiuniang... I am Man'er! Wake up!"

Natural disasters have always been the most ruthless, and can easily destroy countless beautiful families in a flash.

In this earthquake, I do not know how many people died.

Everyone was terrified and helpless, comforting each other and weeping in mourning. One was the joy of remaining after the catastrophe, the other was the fear of the disaster, and the other was the grief over the death of their companions and relatives.

The shock gradually subsided, and aftershocks continued to come in waves, and no one dared to be careless.

"Xiuniang! Wake up...look at me!"

Amidst the shouts of Song Zhi and Bai Man'er, Xiu Niang finally opened her eyes, but her eyes were out of focus, her head was smashed by something, blood flowed down from her forehead, covered half of her face, her lips With undried blood on his side, he opened his lips, but no sound came out.

The breath is obviously extremely weak, more out of breath, less in in.

"Doctor!" Song Zhi's vision was already blurred, and while wiping the blood from Xiu Niang's lips, she yelled and asked, "Where is the doctor?!"

"Come here, sir!" There are two pediatric doctors who have lived in the mansion for a long time and are always on the pulse of Pingjiang, so they can only bite the bullet at this moment.

As soon as he felt Xiu Niang's pulse, the doctor's beard was almost soaked in cold sweat.

In fact, you don't need to touch it to know that Xiuniang is dying.

"Young Master..." Xiu Niang called out these two words without knowing how much effort she had to use.She was seriously injured last year, and her body was already weaker than ordinary people. She was seriously injured this time, and she already knew that she couldn't do it.

Xiuniang wanted to raise her hand, but she didn't have the strength. Song Zhi tremblingly held her hand: "I'm here...I'm here, Xiuniang!"

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine, you'll be fine! The doctor will definitely cure you!"

Xiu Niang smiled weakly, she looked at Song Zhi, for eight years, she raised Song Zhi alone, and finally lived up to the entrustment of the master and wife, and brought up her young master.

Even though Song Zhi had lied to her and done some wrong things in the past two years, in the end, he still upheld Song Xiuwen's will and did not seek refuge with Yuan.

It's just hateful... She wanted to kill Meng Huan, but she died before she could finish her job. Her young master would have to face this malicious world alone in the future.

She can no longer protect him.

This is called her... how can she rest assured?

Reluctant, worried, before she died, Xiu Niang only had her young master in her heart.

"Doctor, how are Xiuniang and Xiuniang?" Song Zhi couldn't speak well anymore, and asked with a glimmer of hope, eager to hear a good answer.

Then the doctor just sighed and lowered his eyes.

Hu Duhu stabbed Xiu Niang's right chest with a knife, the old disease is still there, today the wardrobe hit her on the back, counting the old and new injuries together, there is no way to recover.

The smile on Xiuniang's lips was a bit helpless, and she soon stopped laughing, and her helplessness turned into sadness. She raised her hand, wanting to touch the young master's face again, but just as she raised her hand to mid-air, she lost strength and dropped it.

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First update today