Rebirth Jade Eyes

Boom—— The last thing Chen Laosi felt was the sound of the piece of jade as warm as suet in his palm breaking into pieces in the landslide. At the age of sixty, he had been kneeling in the mines of Kunlun Mountain for forty years, and his knees had long been worn into two iron lumps. But when the flashlight illuminated the fist-sized piece of Hetian jade seed material, he still knelt down - it was white in mutton fat, without cracks or cotton, and glowed with grease under the light, like solidified moonlight. "It's worth tens of millions... I can turn over..." He burst into tears. Thirty-eight years. Since he followed his father into the mountains at the age of twenty, he has seen off his father, two brothers, and three apprentices in this "Death Valley". His wife ran away with someone, and his son disowned him as a "gravedigger." All that was left of him was the pain of rheumatism and the mine. There was an ominous creaking sound from the top of the tunnel. Chen Laosi hugged the jade tightly, like a newborn grandson. Boom—— "I'm not willing to-" This was his last cry.