Chapter 31 Section 2 Diary of a Male Worker

At that moment, we were collecting our room card in the lobby of Qianfoshan Hotel, when suddenly, there was a loud rumbling noise accompanied by crackling sounds.I didn't have time to react to what was going on. I saw the colleagues who were collecting the card together running desperately out of the hall, and I also bent down and ran for my life.Rushing out of the hall, I slowed down and looked up, wow, my brothers ran faster than me, some of them had already reached the parking lot, and a few brothers were still running down the steps, rolling and crawling.At this time, the ground was still shaking violently, and the stone steps were very slippery. Some of the brothers who were running ahead had already fallen down.I secretly told myself: Don't panic, go down slowly, if you stumble, you will be in big trouble.

We ran to the parking lot. Everyone was in shock, with fear and even despair written all over their faces.Just as we were rushing left and right without thinking, we heard another scream: "Oops, the volcano erupted!" Everyone followed the sound and saw that from the mountainside behind the Bird Garden hundreds of meters away from our foothold, a large cloud of black smoke rose from the sky, wrapped in broken branches and leaves, weeds and mud covered the sky, and it was already hazy. The sky all over the place turned black all of a sudden, and the situation made us feel like the end of the world was coming. Everyone instinctively ran towards the flagpole in front of the parking lot.Suddenly, with a click, a half-foot-wide and several-meter-long ground crack opened under our feet, and we were so scared that we quickly retreated to the middle of the parking lot.The earth is still shaking, the ground is still cracking, why doesn't it stop?Just when people were panicked and waiting to die, a greater danger approached us. There was a piercing whistle, and a deafening mountain cry. The mountain behind the Bird Garden was like a demon that had just been awakened, and it was in a state of destruction. Come on us.It's over now, no one can escape, everyone can't help but close their eyes, waiting for the moment of death to come.Unexpectedly, after the loud noise, the earth calmed down a little, and the sky gradually brightened. Hey, are we still alive?Everyone opened their eyes and saw that the mountain behind the Bird Garden was gone, and on the remaining half slope, there were exposed red, white or black rocks, and the pouring earth and rocks stopped about ten meters in front of us.

At this time, I saw that the brothers who arrived in the same car were all there, and then I remembered President Xing, Wan Lin and Tao Hong who arrived earlier than us.Hearing from Xiao Fan that they might have gone to explore the mountain road where the training will be carried out, I couldn't help worrying about their safety.When I saw the driver Xiao Wu, I asked, "Xiao Wu, where are President Xing and the others?" Xiao Wu said: "They are in the Great Lawn. This is my first time to Qianfo Mountain, and I don't know where the Great Lawn is." I told Xiao Wu, "Go and call them over quickly."

I think, with President Xing here, we have the backbone.After a while, President Xing ran up to us in three steps at a time. He thought there had been an accident of casualties. He first asked if all the people in the hall had escaped, and then asked if anyone was injured. The legs and knees were seriously injured and unable to walk. The rest of the comrades just fell down and were not seriously injured. The tension on the face of Xing Xingchang was slightly relieved. But the "VIP" with paint on the bridge of his nose and cheeks (he fell while fleeing for his life, and his glasses flew off) almost cried, "Oops, Mr. Yao and Xiao Deng are still behind."

Everyone remembered that during the earthquake, they heard the crackling sound like firecrackers rising and falling all the way into the mountains and gullies on New Year's Eve, and raised the heart that had just been let go to the back of their throats.Fortunately, after a while, two people appeared from the foot of the mountain, they were Mr. Yao and Xiao Deng.Mr. Yao said that the cars of Santai, Zitong, Yanting, Fucheng and Jiangyou were behind them, and they were the most dangerous. At this time, the main peak of Qianfo Mountain was still sinking from time to time and oppressing the secondary peaks in front of it. There seemed to be a devil struggling and roaring underground.Every time it struggles, the ground under our feet shakes quite a bit.President Xing said to us: "Don't be nervous, everyone. We don't know the situation outside, but I guess the situation outside is also very bad. Even if the superiors can't come to rescue us, President Zan will definitely find a way to rescue us. Maybe he is now We are looking for the leaders of the local government, and we must calm down first and ensure our own safety." After listening to President Xing's words, our suspenseful hearts finally calmed down, and smiles gradually appeared on everyone's frightened faces.When it was getting dark, I said, "How do we spend the night?"

Xiao Wu said: "I know which room has a quilt." I said, "OK, take me there." Following Xiao Wu, walking along the collapsed wall, stepping on the rubble everywhere, turning around, we entered the first room of the hotel, Xiao Wu said: "Brother Liang, take this quilt and go first, I know what's inside. and also." I told him, "Be careful." I pulled up the quilt and put a cage on my head, just as I turned around, I didn't expect the glasses on my nose to be swept by the corner of the quilt, and suddenly slipped down, fortunately I caught it in one bite.I thought, I can't stay here for long, let's go downstairs first.I went out of the courtyard, straightened my glasses, and ran to the parking lot with the quilt in my hands. Afterwards, I dragged two chairs to the tea garden.During this period, most of the uninjured employees of our Guoxing Bank also took the initiative to find quilts, move chairs, tables, and umbrellas, and they were busy for a while.Each of us has chairs and quilts, and the wounded and lesbians are sitting under umbrellas. The problems of keeping out the cold, sheltering from the rain, and resting have been preliminarily solved.Little Yang Bing and Chen Honglin braved the risk of aftershocks and went into the tea room twice to get two bottles of boiling water, several bags of melon seeds, and I don't know where they got disposable cups and tea leaves.Eating melon seeds and sipping fragrant tea, when many people are still in a panic and helpless, the life of our "refugees" is quite comfortable.After a long period of torment by aftershocks, the women seemed to be less terrified, and the men began to speak more wisecracks. Xiao Yang Bing, the restless comedian, conjured a rose-like flower to the Xiao Deng, Deng Qian, a pregnant beauty from an insurance company, also stopped sobbing.Everyone (mainly men) named her unborn baby one after another. It is said that her husband’s surname is Li. What happened caused everyone to burst into hearty laughter from time to time.At this time, two or three local fellows came to where we were sitting and asked us what we would like to eat tonight.He still had dozens of catties of stewed beef and a few pieces of beer, which made us so happy. President Xing and Da Zhaobin almost said in unison: "Bring us all of them, and there are big money."After a while, a kitchen knife, two barrels of beef and two pieces of beer were delivered to us.We charged us 3,000 yuan for fifty catties of beef, and we couldn't help but secretly admire the boss's shrewdness.At first we thought he was the chef of the hotel, and he was going to prepare dinner for us!After surviving a catastrophe, everyone seemed to have suddenly awakened, and they no longer valued money so much, who cares, let's talk about it when their stomachs are rounded.Ever since, Big Zhao Bin was in charge, Hai Bin and Xiao Deng divided the food for everyone, ate beef and drank beer, that was really delicious!There was too much beer, and I was anxious and uncomfortable. I looked at the good place behind the billboard on the left side of the parking lot. I went there and even scouted the landslide belt to solve my personal problems, and told other brothers that there is our "WC".As it was getting dark, President Xing said: Tonight, gay men from our bank and insurance company will be on duty in pairs.I was the first to sign up and be in the same class as Comrade Dingzhong. I was in charge of three to four o'clock. I said: I am in charge of keeping an eye on the hill on the left. run.In order to let comrades sleep well, I told everyone that the mountain will not collapse within two hundred years, so you can rest assured to sleep.At night, we were wrapped in quilts and blankets, and we heard almost all the disasters and rescue situations in Deyang and Dujiangyan on the car radio. Only then did we know that Qianfo Mountain was not the epicenter.The broadcast only said that a water tower in Santai Mianyang had collapsed, and only some old houses in Mianyang city had collapsed.To be honest, my heart was a little relieved.Taking advantage of the time spent tidying up the tableware, the "Boss Beef" asked us who wanted cigarettes. I was afraid that I would run out of good cigarettes in my pocket, so I asked him for several packs of soft red towers.The night is gradually getting darker, the sky is moonless but not too dark, the main peak of Qianfo Mountain behind the hotel is still roaring incessantly, and the faint mountains on both sides of the road into the mountain are still exploding non-stop.I stared intently at the hill on the left, which occasionally collapsed into the deep ditch below.The roar of the torrent in the ravine became louder and louder, and a few unknown birds flew over their heads and rested on the eaves of the hotel.An obnoxious van owner kept opening and closing his battered door, making a screeching noise.Under everyone's strong intervention, he finally calmed down.Some of the women sat silently, and some got into the tent, making rustling noises from time to time.A few men snored while sitting, causing the envy of insomniacs.Mr. Liu, who was lying in the car, couldn't bear the discomfort of curling up his body and the pain in his right knee, so we had to help him up, and after sitting for a while, we "stuffed" him into the car again.In the middle of the night, the sky began to drizzle, and the people who were sitting hurriedly squeezed under the umbrellas.Just when everyone was drowsy and exhausted, another strong shaking of the ground woke everyone up.The women got out of the tent again, and the men made room for the foot chairs and the center of the umbrella.Seeing the dawn gradually appearing in the sky, I got into an empty tent, flattened my body beautifully, and fell asleep snoring.

The day finally dawned; the rain seemed to be heavy.Everyone in the tent came out, Da Zhao Bin and the others got disposable raincoats for everyone from the hotel.It is very useful for me, a half-aged man who only wears a short-sleeved shirt. With the help of the beautiful woman, I finally put the thin rain cloth on my body. damn! At this time, President Xing and Jianwei called a few people from Guoxing Bank and comrades from the insurance company to get some food first, and the others stayed put.President Xing and Jianwei went to the mountain to explore the safe transfer route with Mr. Luo from Qianfo Mountain, a tourist engaged in geology, and a local fellow.About an hour later, they came back and said that on the left half of the mountain behind the hotel, there is a forest called Laowuji. The terrain is relatively flat and the geology is relatively stable, and it is a safe refuge.Everyone was very excited to hear the news.

After the simple breakfast, everyone was busy packing up the tents and food, with big and small bags wrapped around their bodies, and set off towards the mountain behind the hotel with all kinds of walking sticks.On the way to transfer, little Yang Bing and I supported Mr. Liu to move up the mountain step by step.Before setting off, Xiao Yangbing stuffed something useful into his bag when he saw something useful. The bag was actually a yellow chair cover from a hotel, and when he tied it around his waist, it became a bag.Those who moved first all carried large and small bags up the mountain in this way. Xiao Yang's soldiers stuffed the most disposable tablecloths and "imported" things.He made up a fashionable word called Duoduo to occupy resources, so I jokingly called him "Yang Ziyuan".On the way up the mountain, we encountered a small landslide, and a fallen tree blocked our way. We were afraid that new landslides and flying rocks would strike again, so we tried to save time. On the back, I gritted my teeth and got up, hey, I actually carried Mr. Liu who was much taller and stronger than me. Even though my legs were shaking, I still gritted my teeth and moved forward with difficulty.After passing the landslide and rolling rock area, sweat and rain made me "wet".Just when Yang Ziyuan and I were about to lose our hold, President Xing, who led the team up the mountain for the second time, came down to meet us.He just said that he was very annoyed by the road up the mountain ahead, so he lowered his body, and as soon as he carried Mr. Liu firmly on his back, I couldn't help secretly admiring him: this "boy" not only has a high position, is tall, Handsome, kind-hearted, and even strong.In this way, he carried the difficult road, and I took the better road, and finally reached the first potato field.Grabbing a rotten bamboo mat, he helped Mr. Liu to sit down to catch his breath and rest for a while.President Xing said: The real bad road just started. I saw that the narrow, steep, uphill road stepped by the pioneers was full of black mud, with steep rocks and deep ditches on both sides. There are a few miscellaneous trees and a few bushes and weeds growing on the steep slope, which gave us a little sense of security.Let's go, Li Zhihe, Sun Dongxiao and other strong young men who came down from the mountain dragged Mr. Liu up with us and "moved" up the mountain.I made a strong bamboo stick and switched it underneath to touch their heels, or I stood on the edge of the cliff and leaned against the tree to pin their bodies.Fortunately, the brothers who went up the mountain first left us a few military quilts to spread on the slipperiest road section, and we were able to drive Mr. Liu to the second sloping potato field inch by inch.At this time, two tall and big Tibetan boys came down the mountain to help us. One of them was named "Great Wall". onto his back.With a "Hi", he got up on his back, stepped on the soft potato slope, and climbed more than 30 meters in one breath.Afterwards, the dangerous road close to the grove was really steep and slippery, so the young man had to let Mr. Liu go, and together with us we took him to the grove with a tow frame.The brothers who had gone up the mountain had already set up the tent, and we supported Mr. Liu to sit under the simple tent to rest.President Xing quickly took out 300 yuan and handed it to "Great Wall".We are deeply moved by the sincerity and enthusiasm of the Tibetan brothers, good brothers, thank you!Guys, we're safe now.

The sky seems to be leaking; the rain is still falling.There are more and more people camping in the grove, mainly divided into three groups, one is the participants of our bank and insurance company; the other is the staff of the hotel and the nearby mountain people; It is the "Great Wall" team.The woods are full of tents of all kinds. Colorful umbrellas are placed outside the tents, and muddy shoes are placed under the umbrellas. Most people get into the tents to hide from the rain.After we settled Mr. Liu, the rain continued to fall and became heavier, and many people's clothes and pants were soaked during the transfer.Everyone thought of igniting the fire, not only for heating, but also for signaling to the sky, telling the plane looking for the victims that "there is someone here".A few of us went to find firewood.We have never tried to light a fire in such a heavy rainy day. It failed once, and the second time and three times moved a dead tree that fell sideways. They were all wet by the rain, and the fire could not be ignited no matter what.Young Yang Bing is still talented, he pulled out the meeting guide and speech materials from his bag as kindling paper, Sun Dongxiao and the others got some dry strips that hadn’t been wet, I lit the paper with a lighter, and everyone lit the paper one by one Put the strips together.Under everyone's careful care, the fire was finally lit.Because it was wet wood, thick black smoke rushed into the air.The blazing flame brings warmth and hope.The rain kept falling, and the fire kept burning... The people from Guoxing Bank and the young men from the insurance company all consciously and enthusiastically went to collect firewood.The fire was burning more and more vigorously. At this time, I finally realized the feeling of everyone collecting firewood and burning high.There was a big tree stump on the slope not far above the fire, and at first the brothers went to move it a few times but failed to move it.I thought, if I put this thing together, it would be enough to let the fire burn for a long time, so I kicked it twice with my foot, maybe the rain had played a role, um, it was a little loose, and then I pushed it up with all my strength. Moving, the stump finally moved out of the nest.Two more brothers ran over, and the three of us worked together to push it to the side of the fire.Everyone knows that the fire must not be extinguished, so more and more people are collecting firewood and cutting branches, and the fire is getting hotter and hotter. People who warm up by the fire are holding an umbrella, forming a unique scenery.My hands and everyone's hands were covered with black mud. I saw a pit in the open space, and there was a waste paper bag next to it. I tore it out and spread it on the bottom of the pit. Taipa, brothers, this is our sink.

After washing my hands and warming up the fire, some brave brothers and I went to the left side of the forest to watch the sinking momentum of the main peak of Qianfo Mountain.The rain and fog gently wrapped around the mountainside. The connection between the main peak and the secondary peak was like a tiger's mouth opened by the giant hand of Buddha. The earthquake tore it open a huge gap, and the gap was filled with finely divided soil, like burnt coal ash; From time to time, there are rolling stones smashing into the rapids in the ditch, which has the momentum of chaotic rocks and clouds.On the outer rock of the second peak, the lush vegetation has long disappeared, leaving only the dark bare rock, with gaps of hundreds of meters cracked from bottom to top. Puffs of white smoke, the tiger's mouth is opening bit by bit.Someone said, is there water coming out of the mountains?I said no, it must be the powder produced by the impact of earth air and rocks.Whatever it is, we're safe here.So, invited by Xiao Fan, I got into the tent to hide from the rain.

It was a light yellow single-layer tent, which was slanted on the slope. There were already Xiao Fan, Xiao Yang Bing, and Chen Xiaoling in the tent. I went in and slept next to Xiao Fan.The four sides of the tent were soaked, and the quilts at the corners were also wet. The four of them had to curl up in this small tent, half sitting and half lying down.From time to time, a few unknown little black bugs squirmed on the tarpaulin, and occasionally got into the tarpaulin and climbed onto people's faces or necks. The beauties turned pale with fright, and the men were upset .We flicked the ones outside the tarpaulin, and strangled the ones that got in, so that the little bugs would not affect everyone's mood.Xiao Fan took out a deck of poker, and we fought and stared blankly.My luck was so good that I even won a few rounds, and the three of them lost their interest in anger, let's go, let's go, let's not come.Putting away the poker, Xiao Yang Bing took out his notebook and wrote notes in the dim light of the sky, truly and detailedly recording how the earthquake caused the mountain to collapse, escaped the transfer of the "bastard".As soon as he finished writing, we heard Xiao Deng say that dinner is ready, half a piece of chopped chicken drumsticks or wings for each person.smell good!But Xiao Fan looked at Bai Shengsheng's chicken wings, and refused to eat.I said, Xiao Fan, you have to eat it. This is a political mission. If you don’t eat it, you will lose energy and you will not be able to escape.Under my encouragement and persecution, Xiao Fan finally ate the chicken leg with a frown "with relish". After dinner, the sky gradually darkened. Chen Su poked his head out from the tent of the beautiful woman in the insurance company and asked me: Brother Liang, can you squeeze someone in there?I said: If you don't feel crowded, just come here.He finally squeezed into the tent, and I turned around to Xiao Yang Bing and Chen Xiaoling (mainly because they should be slimmer).The three of them were head-to-head, and it was really uncomfortable. Let alone turning over, I couldn't move. I lay on my side with my legs bent, and my face was sometimes pressed against the tent, and sometimes it was close to Xiaoling's head.Little Yang Bing bought half a piece of instant noodles from nowhere, and delivered them to our mouths bit by bit provocatively. It was crunchy, salty, and really fragrant.But the fragrant instant noodles couldn't resist the mixed flavors in the tent, everyone was crowded and stuffy, and the beauty Xiaoling was the first to be squeezed out to enjoy the fire.At night, the main peak of Qianfo Mountain still makes muffled thumping and rumbling sounds from time to time, and occasionally, the footsteps and voices of people coming up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain can be heard.People who warmed up the fire said that the mountain collapsed and buried the old street.Fortunately, we moved up, and I secretly admire President Xing and their foresight.In the second half of the night, the rain seemed to have stopped, and I fell into a drowsy sleep... In my daze, someone outside the tent called me: Brother Liang, Brother Liang, drink, drink.Rubbing my sleepy eyes, hey, why am I the only one in the tent?Oh, it's dawn, and they're all out.When I got out of the tent, someone gave me half a piece of instant noodles.Dong Xiaoxiao, Brother Liang, come, take a mouthful of Moutai.As he spoke, he poured me half a bowl.I asked, where did you get the wine from?Dong novel, I got it from the Tibetans.I took two sips and handed it to Li Zhihe.The wine was passed around, and passed to me.I handed it to Xiao Fan, and she said in Mandarin: I don't want it.I said it’s okay not to drink it, but it’s right to drink it.She forced a sip and handed it to me again.I think, you don't know how to enjoy such a good thing, or I can finish enjoying it.So I drank a bowl upside down. It was already dawn, and the morning glow on May 14 shone into the grove, and many people packed their things and went down the mountain one after another.Mr. Liu stopped me: Brother Liang, please help me tell the "Great Wall", I will pay 40,000 yuan and ask him to find four brothers to carry me out.President Xing said, don't say 40,000 first, but give 20,000 first.I said, ok.I found "Great Wall", they are packing up the venue and preparing to go.He said embarrassingly: "Leader, I'm really sorry, there are too many of us, and we are dragging our sons and mothers, can we come back and pick him up after we go out?" I had no choice but to say: "Forget it, forget it, you guys go first." When I went back to report to Mr. Liu, he sighed and remained silent, looking at a loss and helplessness.President Xing and I quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, we will definitely find a way to take you out." Seeing that other teams left behind a lot of blankets and quilts, we picked up the clean ones and took them to the camp.Lao Yang from the Jiangyou Sub-branch is so talented. He tore the blanket in two, cut three openings with a knife, put a cage on his head, put two arms through, and tied it with a belt, and it became a piece of earthenware. Red woolen coats, others followed suit, and after a while, we in the woods transformed into a motley crew led by a certain religious figure.I said, you should pay attention to the aerial reconnaissance of the People's Liberation Army. If we are found and misunderstood as a rebel team, we will be finished.Everyone was joking, President Xing took me, Xiao Yang Bing, Chen Su and other four or five brothers down the mountain to collect the survival resources needed for long-term stationing. We went down the mountain and saw that people in the big lawn were packing up in a hurry, so I picked up a pair of women's sneakers by the way.We went straight to the open and unguarded shops, and moved to the bus when we saw food, drink and clothes, a bit like "bandits in a communist society."When we went up to the Tianyin Building, the old people of the Dongjing Orchestra invited us to eat stewed chicken and drink chicken soup.While saying thank you, I ordered two bowls of chicken soup with meat and a bowl of noodles.Little Yang Bing and the others stayed and continued to search. President Xing and I heard from the colleagues who came down the mountain that they were coming down from Mr. Pan Liu, so we went up the mountain to meet them again. When we went up to the intersection of the road and the slope, we met Dingzhong and Xiaofan. Coming down the mountain.I handed the shoes I picked up to Xiao Fan, and asked for the bamboo stick that Ding Zhong leaned on. From a distance, I saw a group of people on the mountain carrying Mr. Liu struggling to move down. down the mountain. Coming down the mountain, I heard someone say that there may be a heavy rain tomorrow. Taking advantage of the clear sky, the brothers and sisters of Guoxing Bank who were trapped in Qianfo Mountain hurriedly embarked on the "road" home. Xiao Yangbing and I volunteered to stay. Take care of the injured Mr. Liu.In fact, on the morning of the 13th, we made an agreement on the way to help Mr. Liu to move up the mountain. If the large troops want to evacuate, we will definitely accompany Mr. Liu to stand by and wait for help.I stayed, not because of my high consciousness, but because of five considerations: First, the injured Liu was always our banker, a good brother who got along day and night, and I couldn't bear to leave him behind, There is no need for the big troops to stay and wait for him; second, I think that my wife and children are in Mianyang City, so it should be relatively safe, especially my son, who is already nineteen years old, should be able to save himself. As for the ability to save people, the old woman should be safe either at home, at the company, or at any branch of the bank; third, I believe that as long as the large forces can be safely withdrawn, they will definitely organize people to rescue Fourth, the sinking momentum of the main peak of Qianfo Mountain is no longer so severe. I also asked the local villagers how likely it is that there will be continuous heavy rain this season. Not much; fifth, I have no particularly important business work in the industry, and other comrades are shouldering very important tasks in departments and institutions. I stay, and the relative psychological burden is much smaller. President Xing was in a dilemma. He didn't want to leave anyone behind, and he had no other way.Parting, President Xing took out the only 3,200 yuan he had and handed it to me, and told us to pay attention to safety.I said: "You go, hurry up and catch up with the big troops. Don't forget that you are the supreme leader of this team. We will pay attention to our own safety." After everyone left, I bought ten packs of "Hard Cloud" and returned to Tianyin Building with Xiao Yang Bing.This is the residence of the Dongjing Orchestra, a wooden structure on stilts. The old men and women warmly invited us to lunch, hoping that we could take them with us when the bank came to rescue us. We readily agreed to their offer ask.After lunch, we held a short meeting together. After introducing each other, the leader of the Dongjing Orchestra, Wang, divided the tasks among their members.An uncle surnamed Yang was in charge of cooking, uncles surnamed Gui and uncle surnamed Deng were in charge of washing dishes, and little Yang Bing and I were responsible for collecting as many survival resources as possible.Xiao Yang Bing told them the necessary knowledge and skills of survival in the wild, and I emphasized the precautions for cooperating with other left-behind teams.In this way, we started a two-day stay-at-home cooperation with the old folks in the orchestra, disclosing our survival resources to each other and keeping them together. Because we were afraid that the limited mineral water would be taken by others, we put the water in our own bus and on the trolley.Later, Xiao Yang Bing and I split up. He went to find spiritual food (an old man from the Dongjing Orchestra wanted to find a plate with the scenery of Qianfo Mountain), and I went to find dish soap.I entered the dining room alone, and went into the kitchen through the window to look for it. Suddenly, a strong aftershock struck me. I was terrified, and I quickly broke out of the window. Bye bye... On the evening of May 14th, Mr. Yang Bing, I, and Mr. Luo from Qianfo Mountain surveyed the collapsed soil and rocks behind the Bird Garden, and planned our escape route in case of a mudslide. We declined the old people of the orchestra and asked Mr. Liu to sleep. Kindness to their tent.The three are still sleeping in the car.We had nothing to do, so we listened to the broadcast on the car radio. At two or three o’clock in the morning, we heard the news: The comrades from Guoxing Bank’s Qianfoshan meeting have returned home safely, our family members are safe, and the organization is doing its best to rescue us.This was undoubtedly the greatest encouragement and comfort to us, and we slept soundly afterwards.In the morning, the elders of the Dongjing Orchestra seemed worried about us, so they found another excuse to take the water back.In order to show our sincerity, we let them take all the mineral water.Little Yang Bing got a little angry and said, forget it, forget it, cut down the tree to prevent the old crow from screaming.Head Wang explained it to us sincerely, and we knew what those old people were thinking, so we were relieved.In order to dispel everyone's panic about water shortage, I scooped up a bowl of mountain spring, put two cloves of raw garlic in it, and observed it for more than ten minutes. Seeing that the garlic had not changed color, I leaned my neck and gulped it down.Half a day passed and nothing happened.Watching the parking lot full of garbage and flying flies, I cleaned up the garbage with other members of the left-behind team.Xiao Yang Bing asked Miehailing to spray it all over, keeping our habitat clean and hygienic.After lunch, Mr. Luo from Qianfo Mountain said that in the afternoon, there will be a helicopter to drop supplies to us. Let us make a big white cross in the parking lot. When the plane arrives, we will wave the red flag.Waiting and waiting, finally heard the roar of the plane.In the end, it was a transport plane that flew over. Disappointed, I yelled from below: Brothers, airdrop two foot-washing girls for us, and I will drop two bottles of mineral water for you.The plane ignored us and flew away in the direction of Beichuan. On the night of May 15th, two or three local villagers brought the news that the People’s Liberation Army had arrived at Yinghua Lake. However, the army could not enter the mountain to rescue us. We had to go to Yinghua Lake to evacuate with them.Hearing this news, individual members of the other left-behind team were quite excited. The female passenger who was stranded due to injury or illness sobbed in despair, and a young man actually said that he would complain.Xiao Yang Bing and I comforted them, telling them to go first if they can, and not to despair if they can't, and to believe that the government will not leave us alone, and everyone will be able to get out alive. In the early morning of May 16, people who heard the news that the People's Liberation Army could not enter the mountain for rescue, including the old people of the Dongjing Orchestra, packed up their reluctant things and left first. There were only thirteen or four people left, including us.I think, after you leave, there will be more survival resources left behind.We drove the car to the dam downstairs of Tianyin, where I planned to practice my driving skills.As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Zhu Xiaolin, Mao Xiaoping, Fan Zhenhuan, Jiang Sige (Jiang Hong, a physical education professor at Mianyang Normal University), and ten soldiers (reservists) approaching. We were very excited.The brothers from Guoxing Bank came to rescue us with the People's Liberation Army.Before leaving, we registered the names of those who were still stranded in the hotel one by one, and indicated the specific situation.The few people who did not leave, especially the two middle-aged women who were recuperating here due to cancer and moved down the mountain, cried very sadly, and repeatedly begged us to ask the government to send people to rescue them after we left.We agreed to them very definitely and sincerely. After urgently packing some food and drink, we set off on our way home.This way, we have exhausted almost all means of transportation from ancient times to modern times.On the undamaged road, I and the reservists took turns supporting Mr. Liu; among the rocks, we carried him step by step.On the way, the reservists cut down two strong bamboos and tied a stretcher. They were afraid that they would not be able to lift Mr. Liu, so they asked me to go up and try it. Said that it was uncomfortable to pinch his buttocks, and he could no longer use it.Going forward again, we picked up a small cart commonly used in construction sites and pushed it forward. When we reached another landslide and rock pile, we had to abandon the cart and walk again.On the way, I was lucky enough to pick up another women's bicycle. Although Mr. Liu crushed it until it creaked and even the tires were crushed, as long as the steel ring is still there, we are reluctant to throw it away.Along the way, there were passers-by on bicycles and people on roadless bicycles. Lao Peng from Xianhai carried it over a mountain nearly 3,000 meters above sea level. At nearly ten o'clock in the evening on the 16th, after thirteen hours of trekking, we finally arrived at Chaping. With the help of Secretary Li of Baozang Village, Zhu Xiaolin and I found Zhu Standing Committee, the chief commander of Chaping earthquake relief and chairman of the An County Federation of Trade Unions.Zhu Standing Committee was very warm to us. He arranged for the staff of the headquarters to find another way to stay. He vacated the tent of the headquarters for us to live in, and sent someone to bring us instant noodles and beer. We poured hot tea.We reported to Standing Committee Zhu the specific situation of those still trapped in Qianfo Mountain, and borrowed his satellite phone to report safety to the leaders and family members of Guoxing Bank.The satellite phone works, but it's not easy to make calls. You have to wait for the three signals to be full before you can make a call. When I call my wife, the sound changes.She asked, "Hey, which one?" I said, "I am Liang Dexin." She said, "Are you still alive?" I said, "I'm living a good life. Don't worry about remarrying. I might be back tomorrow afternoon." These words almost made those reservists laugh so hard. The morning light on May 17 woke us (at least I) from our deep sleep. I heard that Zhu Standing Committee had sent troops to Qianfo Mountain to rescue the nine trapped people in our report.Each of us rubbed our still sore ankles with safflower oil, and set off for Chaping Mountain, which is surrounded by clouds and fog, at 6:30 in the morning.Along the way, about two to three thousand people, old and young, walked with us. We gave water and medicine to fellow villagers, encouraged each other and helped each other climb up.There was an old man who was eighty-five years old, and he muttered as he walked, saying that he had climbed this mountain when he "hid" from the old Red Army in the 24th year of the Republic of China.On the spiraling concrete road, we met a motorcycle coming down from the mountain. The reserve soldier who rescued us asked the driver to help us pick up Mr. Liu. The simple mountain boy readily agreed, and he said: "Wait Send my old mother up, and come down immediately to pick you up." At that time, I thought the young man was just an excuse. At this time, except for the People's Liberation Army and volunteers, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. Who would want to go back and forth to save others!However, my subjective judgment was wrong. After a while, the young man arrived as scheduled and sent Mr. Liu to the landslide where the motorcycle could no longer move forward.We want to give him money, but he doesn't want anything.大约在登到半山腰的时候，我遇到了一个牵马下山的老乡，我请他帮我们驮一下伤员，因为刘总太壮太重，那马和马夫都没有答应，否则，刘总算是把土洋的交通工具都坐遍了。在一个树林休息的时候，一位女同志盯着我手中的竹棒，不好意思地说：“叔叔，把你那个棒棒给我老爸调一下行啵？” 原来他们是看到我这根竹棒比较粗，上山的时候借得上力，她老爸的那根有点细，没法使劲。我说：“好吧，到了山顶可要给我换回来哟，我要把这根棒拿回去作纪念。” 实际上，我是和她开个玩笑，中午十二点半，我们终于登上了茶坪山顶，大有山高我为峰、一览众山“无”的快感，因为在云雾缭绕中，其他山都看不见。短暂休息之后，我们下山了。路上有红绳指引着下山的路，走到一个岔路口，不知道是谁有意地横放着一根树枝，此树枝把向导也给搞迷糊了，他说向下走，我们跟着他走了一截，他又说，咋个有点不对，原来的路不是这个样子啊。走过了药材地，他又带领我们顺着悬崖边向右走，脚下是仅容一人通过的崖边，只能紧贴着里侧的岩壁，揪着杂草或树根慢慢地挪过去。我想，等会儿刘总咋个过去哟。过了这段险路，又到了一片缓坡药材地，刘总他们已经坐在横七竖八的木头上休息，原来他们随当地老乡走了一段直下的大路。休息完了向前走，老乡说前边是一个很陡很高的悬崖，人必须一个一个攥着绳子吊下去。因为那块山体已经有裂缝，全靠野竹和灌木的根系连着，人必须分散着站，于是，我们就在坡地边等前边的人下去了再走。不一会儿，来了十几个解放军，带头的是一个中尉，他说：让开，让开，我们到前边去看看情况。我满以为他们是去维持秩序，帮助我们下山，我就动员其他老百姓给他们让开路，谁知等我到了拴绳子的悬崖边，解放军连影儿都没有了。我知道，他们是执行特殊任务的。我扔掉竹棍，死死抓住绳索溜了下去，我那还没洗过的牛仔布裤子居然磨出了两个洞洞。我们就这样在悬崖峭壁、山体裂缝间溜了三个多小时，终于下到了半山腰。上山的老百姓对我们讲：你们的领导就在山下接你们。听到这一消息，疲惫不堪的我们来了精神，死死地盯着脚下的路，因为崎岖的山路上有许许多多的细石米，稍不注意就会一溜到底。据老百姓讲，这叫“赶火炮子”。我们不时望一望山脚下的人和车，下山会师、回家成了我们唯一的念头。突然，一个熟悉的声音传来：德新，我们来了。这是邢行长的声音。德新，快喝口盐水。这是郭行长的声音。曹二哥也上来了，问我要不要紧。I said no problem.本来，我与小杨兵走的是一条路，不过，我看到了杨雅，心想他们相见可能要激动一下，我还是先走吧。郭行长说：“大家快走，堰塞湖要塌了。” 我本来想装出镇静的样子下山，听了郭行长的话，只得将先前的两步并作一步走。快到山脚的一段路上站满了山东省临沂的消防武警，他们蜿蜒的队伍，像火一样的消防服，恰似一道绚丽的生命接力线，时不时有人扶我一把，或者给我拍两张照片，我颇有点英雄凯旋的感觉。大约下午五点半左右，我们终于一路狂奔到了山脚，老远，我就看到了国兴银行昝行长率领的救援队，我当时心里那个激动和高兴呀，已没法用语言来表达，我拼尽最后的力气，几乎是歇斯底里地吼了声： “我们胜利了——！” 也许是疲劳过度，体力透支过大，吼完之后，我就昏了过去。