Xia Qianqian was in a heavy mood, but the dull atmosphere could not infect Li Yunniang.

She looked up at the sky and felt a little happy, "Fortunately, our new house was built in advance. Otherwise, how could the collapsed house survive this rain."

Xia Qianqian thought of the figure standing by the river against the wind.

There was a commotion by the river last night and Cao Ran was seriously injured on the bed. He must have stayed by the river all night.

That person, he didn’t sleep well, and he overspent his energy.

No wonder, he is obviously a young man, but he is very old-fashioned.

"Mom, Geng Zhong is leading people to build flood control embankments by the river. Let's cook some food and send some to them."

Li Yunniang had a good impression of the young man Geng Zhong, so she hurriedly greeted him: "Okay, let's hurry up and I'll steam some more steamed buns."

The two women worked together to steam a pot of white rice, a pot of white steamed buns, and a pot of stew.

Put everything on the trolley, Xia Qianqian pulled it in front, while Li Yunniang and Yuanbao supported it in the back and helped push it.

They walked along the avenue and when they came to the river, she straightened up and called out: "Guard Geng, dinner is ready."

Geng Zhong was particularly cordial when he saw Xia Qianqian.

Recently, I have become accustomed to her cooking, and I particularly like her cooking.

What's more, a group of people are rushing to meet the deadline and have been working all day long. They don't even have time to drink water, so how can they eat.

Everyone was hungry.

"Take a bite first and cushion it."

Geng Zhong gave the order and a group of people gathered around.

Xia Qianqian first filled a bowl of stew, took a piece of steamed bun, and headed to the green tent carriage nearby.

He opened the curtain and lay down on the couch in the carriage, closing his eyes to relax.

Xia Qianqian put the food in her hands on the small table aside and said, "Eat some."

Ji Zimo opened his eyes slightly and closed them again.

Xia Qianqian frowned and looked at him carefully again, "Your face is so red!"

She got into the car and boldly put her hand on his forehead.

The tentacles are hot.

Xia Qianqian was angry and couldn't help complaining: "There are Geng Zhong and the others outside, so why are you worried? You have to stay here. You have forgotten that you are also a patient."

She poured some water from a small kettle on the side, wetted a paddle, and put it on his forehead.

Ji Zimo was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his forehead, frowning even more tightly.

He does have a fever.

Recently, due to Fan Shan's frequent changes, he has been working hard to find details. In response to Fan Shan's attack, he also has to consider how to counterattack.

Every day, he sleeps less than two hours.

At night, he often has nightmares, and once he wakes up, he never wants to sleep again.

If you think about it, you will become sick from overwork.

"Xiao Yong, take a pain reliever pill." He shouted.

"Yes!" Xiao Yong took out a pill from his waist and handed it over.

Xia Qianqian blocked it, "You need antipyretic and analgesic medicine now, not just Xiaotong pills."

She took out a piece of antipyretic and cold medicine from her sleeve, handed it to her, and said, "Take the medicine."

A white pill is similar to the pill given to him before.

Ji Zimo stretched out his hand to twist the pill, put it into his mouth, picked up the tea next to him, and took a sip.

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows, very satisfied with his cooperation, "After taking the medicine, get up and take a bite of food."

He shook his head and stretched out his hand to rub his temples.

He had a severe headache and no appetite at all.

Xia Qianqian stepped forward, half-knelt on the ground, raised her hand, pressed it on his forehead, and whispered: "Let me rub it for you."

"You..." He instinctively wanted to refuse, but her fingers gently massaged the acupuncture points on the top of his head, which relieved the unbearable pain in one breath.

"Your skills are very skillful." His words were considered a compliment.

"My mother is not in good health. When she feels uncomfortable, I will give her a massage." Xia Qianqian admires her resilience.

In order to cover up some things, some excuses are made casually.

"Oh!" He responded lightly and closed his eyes quietly.

Not far away, Li Yunniang saw her daughter getting into the carriage and not getting out for a while.

She was anxious and couldn't help but call out, "Qianqian, it's time for us to go back."

Xia Qianqian stopped her hand, stood up and walked out. Behind her, his deep voice sounded, "No matter who you were in the past, I only recognize you as you are now."

This sentence is a bit baffling.

Xia Qianqian turned around and looked at him. He still had his eyes closed, as if those words just now did not come from his mouth.

Is this person confused?

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the car, told Xiao Yong some precautions, then ran to the trolley and started to put away the dishes.

"Rumble, click, click!"

In the dark sky, a bolt of lightning suddenly pierced the sky, followed by rumbles of thunder.

The wind along the river was strong, and the white mist was blown away, revealing a long silver line on the river in the distance.

The silver line is getting thicker and thicker, running towards me.

That's...

In her previous life, she was lucky enough to go and watch the Qiantang River several times during high tides. Such powerful tides could instantly sweep people into it and engulf them without a trace.

A heavy rainstorm is coming.

A high tide follows.

As soon as the curtain was opened, Ji Zimo stood on the carriage, looked into the distance, and said sternly: "Geng Zhong, speed up, throw all the remaining sandbags into the gap, and block it."

"Yes!"

Xia Qianqian's heart suddenly rose to her throat, "It's going to rain. Mom, Yuanbao, run to the shore."

She pushed the cart and ran. When the group arrived at the entrance of the village, they met Xu Jiang head-on.

The sky changed drastically, so he ran lamely to the platform at the east end of the village and looked into the distance.

Dark clouds shrouded the sky above Fu'an Village. As the water on the river rolled, white fish jumped out one after another, making it dazzling.

The villagers who gathered around were so excited when they saw it, "Look, there are so many fish."

"If you know how to cast the net, you will be able to catch a lot of fish."

Some people clamored to go, others agreed, and everyone took action immediately.

In the past, before the tide rained, the water would be stuffy and fish would jump out of the water one after another.

Villagers often take this opportunity to cast the net a few more times, and the harvest will definitely be much better than usual.

Xia Qianqian looked coldly at the sky, lowered her head at the river, pushed the cart in her hand towards the avenue, and said coldly: "No one can pass."

This sentence is really disappointing.

"What do you want to do?"

A man stood up and raised an objection, "Xia Qianqian, don't be arrogant! Don't think that you can beat Zhang Cuicui and then walk around in Fu'an Village. If we go fishing, what can we do next to you?"

"That's it. Get out of the way and don't block our way of making money."

"Village Chief, if Xia Qianqian is arrogant in Fu'an Village, we have reason to expel her."

"Yes!"

Every fish in the river is like a copper plate in the eyes of these people.

Asking them to put down their coins, how is that possible?

After finishing speaking, some people came forward to push and push, and some rushed past the car, fearing that if they ran too slowly, they would not be able to catch the fish.

Xia Qianqian turned around and climbed onto the platform.
Chapter completed!