Chapter 108

Zhuo Yingying looked at the sensation caused by the audience. A touch of satisfaction and pride flashed across her eyes. She slowly said, "that's' please remember I love you '!"

With her words, the silk covered on the huge clay sculpture was pulled away in an instant!

A huge clay sculpture art appears in front of everyone!

It's a work that doesn't look so brilliant!

At least, its lines are not so beautiful! Its color is not very dazzling, let alone soft!

It even feels rough!

But!

This is such a work, but everyone's eyes fell on it, not only Zhuo Yingying, not only long Linshi

Everyone's eyes fell on the common clay sculpture, and even stood up. Only the last trace of reason didn't let them rush up.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

Zhao Congjia stared at the work that gave people such a response. She blinked hard and found that she was not dazzled. That work was so... Earth!

She felt fooled and couldn't help blurting out: "it's such a dirty thing, or a famous work!"

Her words suddenly attracted the glare of everyone around her. She couldn't help shrinking: "why stare at me? I'm not wrong!"

She stuck her neck, received the despised eyes around her, and became more and more unhappy.

"You don't know anything, you'd better shut up!" Han Ruxue clenched her teeth. Damn it, she was next to this woman, and she was also implicated by others.

Zhao Congjia was dissatisfied: "why do you say I, and what do you know!"

She doesn't believe that the big lady who is more arrogant and willful than her can understand the so-called works of art.

Han Ruxue's eyes flashed with pride: "I naturally understand!

Since you don't know, I'll tell you!

This is to commemorate the tragedy caused by a major earthquake the year before last!

The disaster situation in the disaster area is serious, but a mother, with her weak shoulders, forcibly carried the collapse of the beam and was killed alive!

When the rescuers arrived, they had already given up, but someone found that there was a baby under her. The baby was still sleeping, but her mother died.

When the rescuers rescued the child, they only saw the baby's swaddling clothes and a simple mobile phone. The picture was a text message with only one sentence: dear baby, if you can live, please remember that I love you!

This work is about this story. Now I know? "She said with pride. If her grandfather hadn't made up for her knowledge of the last clay sculpture, she wouldn't know or be curious to follow up and have a look at the work that Grandpa cares about so much.

Although Han Ruxue lowered her voice, people around him could still hear it. Even if the words were not sensational, many mothers had shed tears, and Zhao Congjia's eyes were red.

Zhao Congjia looked at Han Ruxue's pride and some dissatisfaction: "don't you dare to move? Maternal love is really great!"

Han Ruxue rolled her eyes: "what moved me? I don't know! I don't have a mother! Cut!"

As she spoke, she turned around, but when her eyes fell on the sleeping baby under the clay sculpture, a touch of envy and jealousy flashed across her eyes.

Everyone's eyes fell on the clay sculpture and didn't move away for a long time!

Many people have seen this work on TV, newspapers, even on the Internet and mobile phones. However, it is the first time to watch the real object so close!

That kind of shock is really deep enough to get out of it!

Staring at the gray, stiff and lifeless female body, it was thin and weak, but it was so strong and strong when supporting the huge beam that hit her!

Especially, even if people are dead, they still have a smile on their face!

The kind of smile without regret, but still without regret!

It shocked everyone. I never knew that a person's expression could be interpreted so thoroughly through clay sculpture!

People stared at the strange looking clay sculpture, but it seemed as if they had been brought into the past, as if they were in a corner and watched it all.

Looking at men, women, old people and children running around everywhere

Then a mother instinctively wanted to leave, but she saw her baby daughter. Just when she wanted to escape with her child in her arms, she heard the sound from the room beam. She was so frightened that she only had time to rush up. When she would kneel on her daughter, she was severely hit in the back!

She instinctively wanted to fall down and alleviate the severe pain, but she saw the daughter who was still smiling sweetly in her deep sleep. She stopped her body and bore the pain of falling beams with her weak but weak body!

The corners of her mouth oozed blood and fell on her sleeping daughter's face, but in exchange for her lovely frown and lovely little nose, she smiled faintly, baby, as long as you're all right!

Until she felt a little dizzy, she suddenly had a fear that her life was passing

Her eyes stared at the small face that was only palm size. She gritted her teeth and reached out to take out the mobile phone from her pocket. With the blood falling on the mobile phone at the corner of her mouth, she gritted her teeth and tried to support the sleepiness that wanted to close her eyes. Slowly input a line of words: dear baby, if you can live, please remember that I love you!

Then the mobile phone fell, and her body was almost smashed. However, she opened her eyes and stared at the sleeping face close at hand, but she didn't see enough. She clenched her teeth and used her last strength. Her nails were deeply pinched into the meat, her arms were firmly fixed there, and her limbs were as stiff as iron pillars, thin but motionless

But she slowly closed her reluctant eyes, with a regretless smile on her face. She was so stiff that she lost her breath, but she was like a big tree covering the wind and rain, protecting her young sleeping child

Until, she was dragged out, but she still maintained that posture

Even though her daughter has been saved!

A thin, lifeless but smiling face can't be regarded as a beautiful face, but it makes people feel inexplicable and difficult to move their eyes, because it represents maternal love.

Under her, the young sleeping face still sleeps with a sweet smile, with a strong selfless maternal love, greedily enjoying the happiness her mother bought with her life

Ji Linran gently wiped away a tear, looked away, got up slowly, walked to Zhuo Yingying, and then let Zhuo Yingying return to her mind.

"Miss demon ran!" Zhuo Yingying's eyes were red, and she smiled awkwardly, and handed over the microphone in her hand.

Ji Linran nodded, took the microphone and took a deep breath: "Hello everyone! I'm demon ran!"

Her words fell, and all the talents returned to their senses, and there was a huge applause in an instant!

People looked at her, their eyes were full of sadness, moved, and shock.

At this time, looking at Ji Linran, who was still sad with a smile, people's eyes were full of admiration. It was beyond doubt that he could interpret maternal love to such a degree.

A woman who loves her children deeply has absolutely no problem with her character.

The applause didn't stop until she waved gently, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"Thank you for calling Kang to participate in this fund-raising meeting. On behalf of the children in the disaster area, I thank you for your generosity! In fact, I don't intend to donate this ancestral product, because, as you all know, this is my famous work, which has special significance for me!

The reason why I decided to donate temporarily is because of my son!

Just as I was busy coloring the third work, my son asked me to go out with him. However, when he learned that my work was used to buy survival supplies for children the same size as him or even younger than him in the disaster area, he said, "Ji Lin ran squatted down, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth:“

He said, Mommy, I won't bother you. Oh, you concentrate on making clay sculptures, strive to sell them at a higher price, and get more donations. In this way, there will be more children like me, who can go to school, wear new clothes, but live the life they want! "Ji Linran shed a tear, learned the tone of demon Jing, and exhaled to balance the excitement in his heart.

"My son is not big, only five years old. However, he knows that he pays his love to help those weaker than him. As his mother, I am deeply ashamed. Therefore, I temporarily decided to use my famous works in exchange for more money. Perhaps I say so, it is more realistic!

However, I really hope that I can exchange more money and help more lovely children like my son, who are more pitiful than the little girl in the clay sculpture!

Their lives, some parents, relatives and even teachers sacrificed their lives in exchange, but they also lost their closest relatives. No one can make up for their father's love, mother's love and family affection!