Behind her, a servant asked in a low voice, "Langjun … is she … still alive?"
He seemed to be afraid of startling someone, so his voice sounded cautious. Not only him, but the others also reacted the same way.
She passed the torch to the servant and said coldly, "She's dead … Help me hold the torch. The child is still alive."
The servant did as he was told. He took two steps to the side to change the angle of the torch so that the shadows wouldn't block his view.
Jiang Pengji went down to the ruins and moved the heavy object that was crushing the woman away. The broken legs and femur were almost flat on the ground.
The audience in the streaming room didn't dare to look directly at it. Even the bullet screen stopped. No one dared to talk about it, as if they were afraid of disturbing the dead.
Jiang Pengji squatted down and tried to move the woman away, but the woman's body was already stiff. She looked down and saw that the woman had made a small space in front of her body and her arms. There was a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes lying inside.
Her fingertips touched the dead and stiff skin and she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
After moving the body away, the woman's body still maintained its arched back, which made the audience's eyes wet.
"This child isn't hurt. He just cried for a whole day. His throat is probably hurt. He hasn't eaten for a whole day, so he's a bit hungry." Jiang Pengji examined the child. Except for his weak crying, there was nothing else. It was obvious that the woman had protected him well.
Jiang Pengji hugged the child and coaxed him gently. The child was easy to coax. She held him and shook him gently. He soon stopped crying, but his nose was still twitching. He looked very pitiful. The servant looked at the child, then at the woman, and asked in a low voice.
"Langjun … What should we do with the lady? Should we bring her back?"
"Bring her back. The weather is hot now, so it's not easy to preserve the body. If we keep it like this, it will rot and maggots will grow in three to five days. The dead are the most important. Bring her back and bury her. It's also considered a peaceful burial, "Jiang Pengji answered in a low voice, for fear of startling the child in her arms.
The servant nodded and was about to move the woman out with the people around him, but Jiang Pengji spoke again.
"Do you know which family this area belongs to?"
Jiang Pengji looked at the woman's attire and the appearance of the corpse. She guessed the relationship between the woman and the child. In today's world, if a child who was less than two months old did not have the protection of elders and relatives, it was impossible for him to grow up. Even if he grew up, life would be quite difficult.
If he knew which family he was from, he might be able to find the child's relatives by following the clues.
However, Shangjing was so big. The servants were either brought in by Jiang Pengji or Feng Jin from outside. They were young adults living in the commoners' district. How could they know the news of every household? After asking around, no one could give a clear answer. Jiang Pengji could only sigh and give up.
She had a complete map of Shangjing in her mind. She could easily find the exact location of the nearby ruins by comparing the area with the map.
"Forget it, I'll slowly look for it in the future."
Jiang Pengji wanted to hand the child over to the servants and ask them to bring the female corpse and the child back to the camp. Unfortunately, the child immediately cried as soon as he left her arms. His cries were no louder than a kitten's, and he kept clawing at the air with his fists. His yearning look was unbearable.
Yingyang Kuaixian: "Before watching the livestream, I never thought that my tear ducts would be so developed."
Sanzhisongshu Ningshi: "I'm a man, but I'm crying like a girl now. I'm typing while crying. People will think that I'm crazy … Streamer, this child is so pitiful. Just hug him a little more. If he continues to cry like this, he'll cry himself to death."
Cao Laobao Renfu: "This isn't the only orphaned child. There will be more in the future. Streamer, do you want to build a nursery specifically to take in these children who lost their parents in natural and man-made disasters?" In the modern world, there were orphanages that would take in these children. In ancient society, if there were no kind-hearted people, these children would either die of starvation or illness, or they would end up as beggars, struggling to survive.
The bullet screen gradually increased, and most of the content was heavy. In fact, no one dared to be mischievous at such a time.
Jiang Pengji lowered her eyelids and glanced at the child's face, which was red from crying.
Before the earthquake, the child must have been born in a wealthy family. The child's mother's clothes and makeup were very exquisite, and the child was also raised to be fair and plump. He looked very pleasing. However, she had never been a person who was easily moved by external things.
No matter how miserably the child cried, Jiang Pengji still handed the child over.
If she coaxed him, what would happen to the others who were waiting for rescue?
If she brought the child with her to rescue, what if an accident happened and she couldn't take care of him?
Laosiji Lianmeng: "In fact, it's disrespectful to hold the child and coax him at such a time."
Jiang Pengji made the most correct decision, but the child could not understand it now.
The servant carried the child. Seeing him crying so hard, and thinking of the child's mother, she suddenly became very soft-hearted. "Langjun … this …"
Jiang Pengji thought about it, raised her hand, and tore a large piece of her outer shirt, then used the clean inner layer to wrap the child.
If this did not work, then she was at her wit's end.
Miraculously, the child smelled a familiar scent. He cried pitifully for a while, then slowly stopped.
"He's a clever one."
In this family, apart from the child who was protected by the woman, there were two other survivors.
One was an old man who, according to Jiang Pengji's judgment, was probably the housekeeper. The other was a woman with a plain face. Jiang Pengji examined her and found that she had enough milk. Looking at her clothes and where she lived, she should be the wet nurse.
Apart from these three survivors, the other 17 people were all dead.
Seeing the corpses being carried out one after another, many people were already numb to the sight.
"Continue the search. Bring these corpses back too. Find a place to bury them tonight."
It was a hot summer day, and the corpses decomposed very quickly. If there was another rainstorm, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of terrible plague would break out when the water source was polluted … The best way was to burn the corpses, but she felt that this suggestion was very difficult to accept.
Fortunately, Jiang Pengji knew how to deal with the corpses. She also knew how to make a simple disinfectant. She had taken the time to exchange a thousand dan of food and various medicinal herbs from the mall. As long as Xiaoyu brought the things back, the piled up corpses could be dealt with.
"Let's search over there …" Jiang Pengji rested for a while, then stood up and continued to work.
On the other side, Xu Ke had also found the "grain depot" that Jiang Pengji had marked on the map. He also found another place where medicinal herbs were stored.
To avoid suspicion, Jiang Pengji exchanged for old rice that had been stored for one or two years.
However, at this time, it was good enough to have something to eat. Who cared if the rice was old or new?
"Move all these into the carriage …"
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