TFWYH – Chapter 360 Rescuing Disaster Victims

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he had Mu Nanfeng take him along and leave.

Ling Sheng and Li Dashan also said goodbye to their parents and families, then headed down the mountain together to help.

Ling Yue finally snapped back to her senses and quickly called out to Li Wu and Aunt Yang, “Uncle Li, come with me to the cellar to check the grain stores. Aunt Yang, go check the stored bean sprouts too — count how many jin there are and prepare more to distribute.”

Madam Qian was stunned. “Yue’er, what are you planning to do?”

Ling Yue replied seriously, “After a natural disaster, many people will be displaced. There will definitely be lots of refugees. We’ve stockpiled more grain than we can finish anyway — we’ll send some to the authorities so they can use it to help the victims.”

Ling Canghe gave her a strange look and opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end said nothing.

Madam Jiang didn’t think much about it and hurried to help her daughter.

Ling Chen sighed like a little old man.

He couldn’t figure out what was wrong with his big brother — why care about other people’s lives and deaths?

Hadn’t he always taught him that a person should live for himself?

And his second sister too — silly as could be, actually thinking of donating their grain?

Was she crazy?

Should he try to stop them? —

The estate was located outside the town, with only a few scattered households along the way, so casualties there were not severe.

But when Tang Wan entered the town, she froze.

All she could see was ruins.

Only a few brick-and-tile houses were still standing. Just as she expected, all the other houses had collapsed.

The once lively and prosperous town was now filled with cries of misery — like a living hell.

Survivors clung to the rubble that used to be their homes, wailing in grief. Corpses were everywhere, and blood could be seen all around.

One woman cried as she clawed at the broken stones, shouting her child’s name.

A child sat on the ground, filthy and bloodied on the forehead, sobbing loudly — in front of him lay a man with half his body crushed under a fallen beam.

Two elderly people strained with all their strength to lift a collapsed wooden beam, calling for their family member beneath it.

The joyful, bustling Xiangxi Town seemed consumed by suffering — cries and shouts everywhere.

“My heavens!” Even Suxi, seeing such a hellish scene for the first time, was shaken to the core.

Tang Wan pressed her lips together, dismounted, ran over, picked up the child, and handed him to Suxi. “Take him to Jishi Hall — quickly.”

Suxi nodded and hurried away with the child in her arms.

Tang Wan then ran to the crying woman and helped her clear the stones.

Before long, Tang Hongba and his sons arrived and rushed over to help.

Tang Wan said, “Go help those two elders. I’ve got this here. If you find injured people, send them to Jishi Hall.”

The father and sons nodded and quickly went to help the elderly couple lift the beam, rescuing the barely-breathing young man underneath. Tang Tiansheng then carried him toward Jishi Hall.

After finishing there, the father and son hurried on to help at the next spot.

Tang Wan kept digging away the stones with the woman. At last they saw the middle-aged man buried at the very bottom.

Tang Wan told the woman to stay where she was while she climbed down to bring him out.

The woman cried and thanked her over and over.

But just after Tang Wan climbed down, another violent tremor struck. The loosened stones collapsed again, burying both her and the man underneath.

“No!” the woman screamed.

Tang Hongba turned and saw it, nearly fainting in fright. “Wan-niang!”

When Ling Yu arrived in town, this was the scene he saw — his breathing stopped, and his face went deathly pale.

Just then, the pile of stones was suddenly pushed aside from within. Tang Wan crawled out covered in dust and debris — and then pulled the trapped man out after her.