"Chairman Li, Chairman Li, look, come and see. A militia captain shouted in distraction, and Li Dakui ran over, three kilometers downstream from the Hongxing Reservoir Dam, where there was the Xialiuhe Formation in Hangou Village, a wide and gentle channel of the Qinhe River, and at a slow bend, in the mud under the roots of a few red willow trees, horizontally and vertically.
8. There are more than a dozen corpses buried in a strange shape, which are already stinking, and some of the flesh and skin have been blurred.
Li Dakui looked at everyone and said sadly: "Go to the shore and dig a big pit and bury it, like this, when I see my family, I am not so sad that I am going to die, I am missing, I may have a thought in my heart." When they heard this, no one spoke, but they dug a pit in silence.
Pi Dongzhi saw that Wu Dayong was in a hurry to go to the meeting, so he hurriedly found Wang Mancang and said: "Third brother, your hometown has suffered such a big disaster, we are all very sad, and we have decided to mobilize the villagers of our villages in Azhen to donate to your disaster area, can you draft two sentences of speech for me." ”
Wang Mancang sneered and said, "Dongzhi, did the newspaper say that our Tian County was hit by a catastrophe?"Pi Dongzhi shook his head in confusion.
Wang Mancang said: "* Didn't say anything about the disaster, what kind of excitement are you beating?"Pi Dongzhi seemed to understand and laughed awkwardly.
At night, it was late, the entire Dharma Ridge was silent, and the water of the Qin River seemed to be still. Chen Zhongzhong gave the final order to the ambulance team members who were sticking to the mouth of the coal mine: "Seal the mouth!."” ##