Zhou Guizhi saw this and quickly said to Tian Jinhua, "Keep the kids at home to play, take care of the grandparents, Xiao Wu and I will go over there and have a look."
It's the weekend, Jiang Xingbing also came back, "I'll go too."
Once they left the courtyard, Jiang Xingye asked, "Was it He Yuzhen who fell? How did she fall?"
Xu Qinghuan explained what happened, "Nobody knows how high the cliff is. If there's not water or soft mud at the bottom, then the chances for survival aren't good."
At the bottom of the cliff is a small stream, only about half a meter wide, clear enough to see the small fish swimming by, and among the pebbles, you can occasionally see snails growing.
The white pebbles are clean and beautiful, paving the bottom of the cliff.
He Yuzhen fell on it, face down, with blood gushing from her forehead, dyeing the pebbles red. The blood seeped into the stream, flowing downstream in winding trails.
By the time everyone found her, she was already not breathing.
