The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 148 - 149

Chapter 148 Bad Luck

"You said this is too weird. Thunder in spring can hit a tree, but it doesn't matter, but it hit the Educated Youth Center."

"Isn't that right? Do you think this group of educated youths have done something so outrageous that even God can't stand it?"

"Shh, do you want to die? Don't engage in these feudal superstitions now."

Even so, the onlookers were talking a lot and secretly felt that it was very evil.

Rural areas are inherently superstitious. How many families would give up their own children just because of a sentence that was offensive to their fathers and mothers, let alone educated youths who had nothing to do with them.

Being struck by lightning, in the hearts of most members, they believed that God had opened his eyes.

Gu Jianguo took his son to inspect the overwhelmed educated youth center. The camphor tree fell straight towards the male educated youth.

The mud-brick house could not bear the weight of the ancient tree. The roof collapsed and most of the walls fell down.

When they arrived, several female educated youths were crying while trying to dig out the wall on the other side, allowing the Du brothers who lived on the farthest side to climb out.

After Gu Jianguo arrived, he organized members to start rescue.

At first, the members were still dragging their feet and refused to move. Gu Jianguo was so angry that he cursed: "What evil? It's all deceptive feudal superstition. With the glory of the party and the people shining on us, God can't do anything to us." "

After saying that, he took the lead in the rescue.

With him as an example, the other members of the commune were afraid that they would just follow suit and dig up walls and soil.

Soon, another male educated youth was rescued. Apart from some scratches, there were no other problems. He was so frightened that he could not speak clearly.

"Clang!"

Just after the male educated youth was rescued, the ancient tree pressing on the roof sank again, scaring the rescue members to run away.

Qian Zhiyi was very unlucky because he didn't like others touching his bed, so he lived in the innermost position. When the old tree fell down, that part of the bed was the most severely affected.

If it weren't for the double buffer provided by the roof and beams, Qian Zhiyi would have been crushed to death at that moment.

Although he is not dead now, he is not much better. Qian Zhiyi gritted his teeth and shouted: "Save me quickly!"

His supposed loudness was masked by the sound of the heavy rain, and the rescue members could hardly hear him.

Looking at the majestic and motionless ancient camphor tree, the members were helpless.

"Dad, what should we do? This tree is too heavy, we can't move it at all!" Gu Baojia frowned and shouted.

Gu Jianguo also had a headache: "Qian educated youth, can you hear me? Where are you? Call us so we can save you."

But there was still no movement inside.

"Captain, will Qian Zhiqing be crushed to death?" the members asked worriedly. They were not worried about Qian Zhiyi, but they were afraid that another educated youth would die, which would affect the good reputation of the production team.