"Shunzi, don't worry about me anymore, I won't leave, I'll stay here, I want to stay with your Second Aunt."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt helpless,
"Second Uncle, Second Aunt has already passed away, you need to live on!"
Nowadays, many young people do not believe in love, indeed, society is too impetuous, love is not the only thing.
Unexpectedly, pure love was now seen in this elderly man in his eighties.
Jiang Ye asked,
"Old man, where is your wife?"
The old man had been sitting here the whole time, and obviously, his wife must be nearby.
The middle-aged man promptly explained,
"Comrade, it's unfortunate but Second Aunt was buried under there. We could only rescue Second Uncle earlier. We really couldn't help her."
He said, feeling very ashamed.
The feeling of watching someone familiar die right before your eyes is something no one can get over.
Jiang Ye nodded, then shouted towards this direction,
"Xiao Mao, bring some people over."
