Chapter 309 The Terrible Flash Flood Gold Medal 180
People who have never experienced flash floods cannot imagine the horror of flash floods. Strong winds, rapids, flood peaks, rocks and mud, take turns to wreak havoc almost non-stop.
Some time after the flash flood broke out, the heavy rain continued to fall so violently that the road into the village was completely submerged, and the entire village turned into a vast ocean. The adobe houses were destroyed by the flash flood, and infrastructure such as transportation, communications, and electricity were completely disrupted.
The village elementary school was also submerged in the middle of the flood. All the teachers and students, including the disabled teacher who was tied to Chen Mufeng and carried on the roof of the auditorium, silently looked at the horrific scene in the flood and screamed in pain.
A child started to cry...
Yao Xiaojing knew that those were not the tears of cowardice, but the most natural reaction of a living life facing a ruthless natural disaster.
In the face of nature, man's power is as small as an ant.
After Chen Mufeng came up, he was not idle for a moment. He fished out the floating wooden boards in the water in the rain and connected them together with the clothes rope on the rooftop. After stacking three layers of wooden boards, he finished the work
He tried the raft in the gradually slowing water and found that it could be launched into the water. He took the prepared paddle in his hand and was ready to set off.
"Mu Feng...are you leaving?" She looked embarrassed, but her eyes were clear and lively.
She knew she couldn't keep him.
She also knew that her Mu Feng would never let her down. She couldn't follow him, but she wanted to give him the most beautiful smile so that he could save more people with peace of mind.
"Well... I have to go see my aunt..." He raised his hand and wanted to touch her face that was reddened by the cold rain and wind, but with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he could only slowly put down his fingers and hold on tightly.
Got the paddle...
"Xiaojing, you and the teachers take good care of the children, and don't panic. I've seen the rain, and I think it will lighten up if it lasts for half an hour..." After the instructions, he jumped off the raft neatly, using the eaves of the house with his agile body.
On the outside, stand very firmly.
Wave your hands, swing the oar vigorously and row towards the distance.
"Be careful---------------- I'm waiting for you!!!" Yao Xiaojing circled her palms into a trumpet and shouted at the figure hidden in the wind and rain...
The sky is pressing down, and the rain is like falling down. It is extremely dangerous.
Chen Mufeng took advantage of the wind and rowed the oars to reduce the resistance of the raft, and moved quickly toward her aunt's house at the west end of the village, not far from the village school.
When he got closer, he realized that the situation was worse than expected.
All the adobe houses collapsed, and even the one-story brick-concrete bungalow that Yuqing built when he was planning to get married was washed away by the flood without leaving a trace. Chen Mufeng was so anxious that his throat swelled, and something astringent surged out of his eyes.
The heavy rain seemed to have turned into the memory of a snowy day that was scattered by the strong wind. The scene when a young boy walking alone on a muddy village road was chased by his kind aunt and stuffed a hot steamed bun into his arms...
"Aunt----------------"
"Yuqing----------------"
He shouted and screamed at Wang Yang, who could no longer recognize his original appearance...
Just when he was about to give up hope and prepare to search downstream to see if there was any possibility of finding it, a faint call suddenly came from the persimmon tree that had been planted in the yard of his aunt's house for more than 20 years...
"Mufeng----------Fengwazi..."
A miracle happened...
Chen Yuqing actually carried her old mother on her back and struggled to move on the branch of the tree...
"Don't move!! Yuqing... don't move!" He quickly rowed the raft to the persimmon tree and tied it to the trunk with the clothesline on the raft, making it strong...
Holding the persimmon tree and secretly exerting his strength, he climbed to the middle of the trunk and branches in a few seconds. The aunt was so cold that she could not speak, but when she saw Chen Mufeng, tears could not help but flow out.
"Take my mother and go first!" The small raft would definitely not be able to support the weight of three people. Chen Yuqing didn't think much and said based on instinct.
The aunt whimpered a few times... and weakly bumped the tree trunk with her foot, as if she was dissatisfied with her son's decision...
"Aunt...I'll take you away first...Yuqing, I'll definitely come back to pick you up!" Chen Mufeng took his aunt, tied the two of them with the rope Yuqing handed over, and quickly descended from the tree to the raft...
"careful-------------"
Chen Mufeng waved his hand, waved the oar vigorously, and took his aunt to the village primary hall...
His aunt was rescued, and Yuqing was also rescued by him to the safety of the roof. But when he was about to breathe a little relieved, Chen Yuqing grabbed him and said awkwardly: "Mu Feng...there is someone else...
.in the water..."
"Who?" He suddenly couldn't turn his mind around.
Chen Yuqing looked at him with complicated eyes: "Liu Lianying..."
As soon as Chen Yuqing's words came out, everyone present couldn't help being stunned. Especially Chen Mufeng, standing on the raft, his eyes were deep, and he was speechless for a long time.
Yao Xiaojing was using the children's clothes to protect her aunt from the cold rain. Seeing their silence, she couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Who is Liu Lianying? Are you here for the wedding banquet today?"
My aunt choked and coughed horribly...
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." She stroked her chest and said breathlessly: "Fengwazi... if you don't go... no one will blame you.
You...that old thing...should have died long ago!"
At this point, Yao Xiaojing finally understood that Liu Lianying was actually the stepmother of Mu Feng, whom her aunt hated deeply.
Chen Mufeng said nothing, looking at the turbid flood water and the direction of her aunt's house, and stood blankly for a while.
After a while, he asked Chen Yuqing: "Where is her location specifically?"
The aunt straightened up and wanted to say something, but when she saw Chen Mufeng's stubborn look, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh and turned away...
"On the iron frame your father built for your mother..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the raft disappeared into the heavy rain like an arrow from its string...