Chapter 532 The world is so big, you haven’t seen it yet (please ask for a monthly pass!)

  As the stage lights went out, the fifth act, "We did a lot, but also ignored a lot", came to this point, even if it was over.

  The plot of Act 5 is over, but there has been a lot of scolding in the comment area!

"I'm crying to death. The children in the base are also children! These researchers are all from big cities, and they are the elites of the country at that time. Their children should have been able to enjoy a relatively good life in the big cities. National business, when they are so young, they have to experience the same sufferings as adults. Behind the success of the round bullet, they should also be counted as their share!"

   "Seeing this paragraph, I really feel that the people of that period were too great. And too ruthless. They were engaged in the most cutting-edge scientific research, but what kind of life did their children lead!?"

"Yes, a group of scientists, researchers, and technicians’ children have never seen a zoo or a playground. They don’t even know what Xiaolongbao hairy crabs and fans are like. At that time, did a generation really eat two of them? It’s the suffering of generations, but a generation brings their next generations to endure hardships together, and has achieved the happiness of our third and fourth generations!"

   "Children are obedient, don't go to fish ponds, don't go to fish ponds!"

   "Bad **** screenwriter, I know what you are going to do. I advise you to be kind and don't let your children get into trouble!"

"No, no, no, no! This **** screenwriter, did this poor woman kill your family in the last life? She has lost her husband, and you want to kill his children now. It's too bloody, too he. Mom has blood!"

   "The factory at home produces razor blades. Who is the screenwriter of this drama? Is there any boss to check, if you really dare to have an accident with the children, I will use the blade to make a toilet for this girl!"

  In the courtyard.

  Looking at the turbulent sentiment among netizens in the comment area, Zhao Jinzhi's mouth trembled and she silently looked at Li Shixin who was aside.

  "Big Brother"

   Lying on a wicker chair, shaking a big pu fan Liu Feng bought for 15 yuan when he was visiting the morning market yesterday, Li Shixin opened his eyes slightly.

  Looking at Zhao Jinzhi's worried face, he raised his brows.

   "Why Xiao Zhao, netizens scolded his mother?"

  Zhao Jinzhi smiled bitterly and nodded, "Brother, this paragraph is really cruel."

  In Zhao Jinzhi’s soft voice, Li Shixin closed his eyes again, and his thoughts returned to the days when Mr. Liu Feng was crazy because XPO fans supported the Tigers.

  Closed his eyes and smiled, Li Shixin put the big pu fan on his face.

   "It hurts, it hurts better than forgetting."

  Looking at Li Shixin, who was like a hob, Zhao Jinzhi turned back helplessly and set her eyes on the tablet again.

  At this time, on the stage of "Story China", the last scene of "321" "321 Detonation" has begun;

  As the stage on the side of the children goes out, on the stage on the other side, a group of surveyors have completed their tasks and returned to the base.

  As soon as she got off the truck, the woman noticed that the atmosphere in the living area of ​​the base seemed to be a bit wrong.

  Without the warm greetings of the past, only rows of gray-faced colleagues and officers and soldiers in the living quarters stood silently in front of the gate.

  They seem to have been waiting here for a long time.

   Feeling the depression of the atmosphere, Xiao An, the technician who jumped out of the car, blinked.

   "Big guy, what's the matter? Could it be that the project had an accident?"

  Faced with Xiao An’s question, the leader of the living quarter shook his head heavily.

  "Leader, what's the matter, what are you talking about? Big guys, why are you so scary today?"

   "Comrades, there have been some accidents in the living quarters. You must be mentally prepared."

  Faced with the enquiry of the members of the surveying and mapping team, a logistics soldier lowered his head and stepped forward and walked to the truck.

  When he raised his head, his eyes were full of tears.

  "We built a fish pond some time ago, but we didn’t find the fry, so we left it idle. It rained a few days ago and there was a little water in the pond. The children thought it was a swimming pool, so they went to play."

   Without saying a few words, the soldier was already crying, "As a result, something went wrong!"

  While the soldiers and the people around them sobbed and sobbed, the mothers in the survey team lost their senses.

  Ke is that after a few seconds of loss, all the mothers dropped their equipment and ran to the fish pond frantically.

  There is not much water in the deep fish pond. It seems that around the one-meter deep pond, the footprints of adults are densely covered.

  Obviously, here has just experienced a panic that shocked the base.

  Beside the fish pond, there are several pieces of white cloth neatly placed.

  Under the white cloth, there are small figures.

   rushed to the edge of the pond faster than the athlete sprinted. Seeing this scene, one of the women among a group of women immediately weakened and collapsed to the ground.

  The wife was panting, the sweat on her head had wetted her bangs, and her dusty face had plowed out stream-like gullies.

  Amidst the collapse of her colleagues, she walked to the pond tremblingly, seemingly exhausted all her strength, and lifted up a piece of white cloth.

  Not his son think about it.

   "Leilei! Son!"

  Aside, a woman fainted after uttering a scream.

  The woman trembled and lifted the second piece of white cloth.

  When the white cloth was opened, it seemed as if a sky thunder struck a woman from below the sky.

  That little face is cleaner than ever before. There is no more naughty bag of mud and dust, no more anger and rebellion. It's just that there is no longer the anger when he patted his chest and said that he was a little man.

  He frowned, as if he was still confused at the last moment of his life.

  Perhaps why swimming is not the same as what I imagined, or why I didn’t see my mother when I needed help.

   Trembling, the woman stretched out her hand.

  Hugged the small body tightly in his arms.

  Not a single tear, nor a cry.

  It was like the first time she saw the continuation of her life in the delivery room. The woman held her deceased son tightly and pressed her sweaty face against the cold blue face.

   swayed gently as if sleeping.

   "Think about it, don't you want to see the zoo? Mom hasn't taken you there yet"

  "You want to eat cookies, but I didn't buy them for you."

  "You want a toy gun, but it’s not for sale here."

  "This world is so big and you are so small, how can you leave?"

  In the woman’s very gentle babbling, everyone around her covered her mouth.

   "Sister Huiru, don't do this, you can cry. It makes you feel better when you cry!"

  Colleague Xiao An covered her mouth, slowly knelt down beside his wife, and shook her arm vigorously.

   However, he was silently pulled up by a general who did not know when he came.

   "Let them get along for a while, they may not have said this in their lives."

   "Logistics Office!"

  "Here! Please give instructions from the head!"

   "Tomorrow, the engineering battalion will put down all work and build a serious swimming pool!"

  "The head of this"

   "I don't care what difficulties you have, I don't care what reason you have! The children on the Gobi Desert are also children! They are our own children from Malan!"

  "Notify all units, no matter what position, all people with children go back to the dormitory."

   "Head, this"

"This is an order!"

   "Yes, I promise to complete the task!"

  On that day, there were father and mother 0 in Ma Lan’s dormitory.

  That day, all the biscuits and all the things that can be played in the Malan grocery store were sold out.

  On that day, a thin back at the side of the pond, accompanied by guards who couldn't help wiping tears, held a small body all night.

  The plot develops here, and many screens reflect netizens who are crying and crying.

  In the comment area of ​​the CCTV live broadcast client, it is exploded!

  　PS: It’s not that the second stupid has to abuse it. This Malan story is that if dads with realistic prototypes look uncomfortable, they can play the second stupid casually, but the monthly ticket can’t be broken!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)