Chapter 382

Behind him, a servant asked in a low voice, "Lang Jun... Is this... Still alive..."

He seemed afraid of startling someone, and his voice seemed cautious. Not only he, but also others reacted the same way.

She handed the torch to the servant and said coldly, "she's dead... Help me hold a torch. The child is still alive."

The servant obeyed, and he took two steps sideways to change the angle of illumination so that the shadow would not block his sight.

Jiang Pengji went down to the ruins and began to move the weight that was pressing the woman. Her broken legs and femurs were almost flat and pasted on the ground.

The audience in the live studio did not dare to look directly, and even the live barrage stopped. No one dared to speak and talk, as if they were afraid of disturbing the dead.

Jiang Pengji squatted down and tried to raise her hand to move the woman away, but she didn't want the woman's body to be rigid and fixed. She looked down and could see that the woman provided a small space with her front and arms, in which lay a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Her fingertips touched each other's dead and stiff skin and whispered, "offended."

After moving away, the woman's body still maintained the arched back shape, which made everyone's eyes astringent.

"The child was not hurt. He just cried all day. His throat was probably hurt. In addition, he didn't eat all day. He was a little hungry." Jiang Pengji slightly checked the child. Except for the weak cry, there was nothing else. It can be seen that the woman protected him very well.

Jiang Pengji gently coaxed the child in her arms. The child was so coaxed that she shook it gently and soon stopped. She just smoked her nose and looked very pitiful. The servant looked at the child, then at the woman, and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. lang... what should the lady do and transport it back?"

"Take it back. Now it's hot and dry, and it's hard to preserve the body. If you keep it like this, you'll have to rot and maggots in three or five days. The dead are big. It's safe to be buried when they are transported back for unified burial." Jiang Pengji answered in a low voice for fear of startling the child in her arms.

The servant nodded and was about to move the woman out with the people around him. Jiang Pengji spoke again.

"Do you know which family this land boundary is?"

Jiang Pengji looked at the woman's dress and the appearance of her body and guessed her relationship with her child. In today's world, a child born less than two months will not grow up at all without the protection of her elders. Even if she grows up, life will be very difficult.

If you know which family he is, you may be able to follow the clues to find the child's clan relatives in the future.

However, the capital was so big that the servants were not brought from outside by Jiang Pengji or Feng Jin, but young people living in civilian areas. Where did they know the news of each family? After asking around, no one could make it clear. Jiang Pengji could only sigh.

She has a complete drawing of Shangjing in her mind. By slightly comparing the area, she can find the specific location of the nearby pile of ruins.

"That's all. Wait until later."

Jiang Pengji wanted to give the child to the servants and ask them to take the female corpse and the child back to the camp. However, the child just left her arms and immediately cried again. The cry was no louder than that of the milk cat. She couldn't help grabbing at the air with her fists. The look of attachment made people feel unbearable.

[nutrition express]: before watching the live broadcast, I never thought my lacrimal glands would be so developed.

[three squirrels snacks]: I'm an old man. I'm crying like a woman. I'm typing while crying. Others think I'm nervous... Anchor, if this baby is so poor, you'll have to cry if you hug him again and cry like this.

[boss Cao's wife]: there are more than one orphaned children. There will be more in the future. Should the anchor establish a nursery to adopt these children who have lost their parents in natural and man-made disasters? In modern times, some orphanages will take in these children. In ancient society, if there were no kind-hearted people, these children would either starve to death or become little beggars and survive every day.

The barrage of bullets increased one after another, and most of the contents were heavy. In fact, no one dared to smile at this time.

Jiang Pengji lowered her eyelids and looked at the child's red crying face.

Before the earthquake, the child should have been born in a rich family. The child's mother's clothes and makeup were very exquisite, and the child was raised white and fat. It was very pleasant to see. However, she was never easy to be moved by foreign things.

No matter how miserable the child cried, Jiang Pengji still handed the child out.

If she coaxes him, what should other people waiting for help do?

If she takes her child to the rescue, what if she doesn't take care of him in case of an accident?

[old driver Lianmeng]: in fact, it's disrespect for life to coax him with a child at this time.

Jiang Pengji made the most correct decision, but the child can't understand it now.

The servant held the child in his arms. Seeing that he was crying so badly, he thought about the child's mother. He was so soft hearted, "Lang Jun... This..."

Jiang Pengji thought for a moment, raised her hand and tore a large piece off her outer shirt, and then wrapped the child in the clean layer inside.

If she can't help it, she has no choice.

Miraculously, the child smelled the familiar smell, sobbed pitifully for a while, and slowly subsided.

"It's a clever one."

In addition to the children protected by the woman, two people survived in this family.

One is an old man who looks a little old. According to Jiang Pengji's judgment, it is estimated that she is a housekeeper. The other is a plain looking woman. Jiang Pengji checked and found that the other party has enough milk. According to her clothes and living location, she should be a wet nurse.

All but the three survived, and all 17 others died.

Watching one body after another being carried out, many people have become numb.

"Keep looking. These bodies will also be transported back. We'll find a place to bury them tonight."

It's a hot and dry summer, and the corpses decay very fast. If there is another rainstorm, it's not hard to imagine what terrible plague will break out when the water source is polluted... The best way is to burn the corpses, but she thinks this proposal is difficult to accept.

Fortunately, Jiang Pengji knows how to deal with corpses and can also make a simple "disinfectant". She took time to exchange 1000 Dan of grain and various medicinal materials from the mall. As long as Xiaoyu transports the things back, the accumulated corpses can be dealt with.

"Let's search there..." Jiang Pengji paused for a moment and got up to continue her work.

At the other end, Xu Ke has also touched the "grain depot" painted by Jiang Pengji on the map and another place where the medicine store stores the medicinal materials.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Jiang Pengji traded Chen MI for one or two years.

However, it's good to eat some at this time. Who cares whether it's Chen rice or new rice.

"Move all these into the car..."

After a whole day, Xu Ke's face finally showed a trace of relaxation.