Today at noon, the water receded, and these three and four people have been feeling uneasy and living in worry.
I'm one year older than Zhao Youcai in the book, so I'm not too old, but after getting Yang, my brain doesn't work well.
I have been thinking too much these past two days, and my brain is even harder to use.
The plot of Cai slaughtering the cow has been conceived for half a year. I have been waiting to write all the baggage and stuff.
But the day before yesterday, I caught up with people saying that Mopanshan flood discharge was coming, and my home is there. Before April, I lived there, with my house and land there. Now I am going down the mountain to accompany the old man, and the water here has also risen, and I feel uneasy.
In the chapter about Youcai's return home, and the plot between him and Wang Meilan, I can't even remember half of what I prepared in advance.
Yesterday, when I was writing these two chapters, I felt that they were almost meaningless. What I wanted to write couldn’t be written.
The water was taken off today, and I felt relaxed. Suddenly I felt the urge to lie down. After writing less than a chapter, I still felt uncomfortable.
So take a rest and have a good sleep, and you should be able to resume your normal life tomorrow.