Chen Changhai and his father led the carriage out of the village.
There was already a vast ocean outside the village, and even the road could not be seen clearly. If one was not careful, the carriage would get stuck in the mud.
"Hurry up and push!" Chen Laoshuan tightly grasped the reins with one leg and turned around to order his son and daughter-in-law.
Chen Changhai and his sister-in-law, Mrs. Zhao, stood aside and struggled to push the car to Chonkui.
Mr. Han was at the back of the carriage, holding an umbrella with one leg and leaning on the carriage with the other, feeling a little at a loss.
The current was very fast, and the water waves had hit her knees. She could not stand firmly, and she had no strength to push the cart.
Suddenly, the carriage suddenly tilted toward Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Zhao, who was so frightened that the people in the carriage screamed.
Chen Laoshuan called out: "Don't let the car get stuck in the pit! Sanlang! Mr. Han! Let's come over and give it a push!"
Chen Changhai immediately ran to his sister-in-law to push the cart, trying to right the cart and get out of the pit.
But the second sister-in-law Han didn't come over yet, so he couldn't help but become anxious and turned to look over.
Behind the car is Han's Yongxuan.
Looking around again, I saw an umbrella being swept further and further away by the current, and behind the umbrella, there was a vague figure struggling in the water.
"Dad! My second sister-in-law fell into a ditch!" There are occasionally shallow ditches on both sides of rural dirt roads, which are convenient for irrigation of rice fields.
Now the traces of the ditch have been covered up by the rain, and if someone accidentally slips and falls in, they can't get up at all.
In addition, the current was very strong at this time, and the Han family was quickly swept further and further away.
Chen Laoshuan glanced over and said coldly: "Bun Shen, please get the carriage here first. There is a whole family in the carriage."
If the carriage overturns, the whole family will be killed.
Chen Changhai glanced at his second sister-in-law who was getting further and further away, then stopped paying attention and pushed the carriage with all his strength.
Sister-in-law Zhao didn't dare to look in that direction at all, so she and her brother-in-law worked hard together to finally push the carriage straight.
Looking back, there is no trace left there, not even the umbrella has gone somewhere.
At the other end of the canal is the Chuanhe River, which is like a vast expanse of light, connecting the sky and the earth, forming a wide water area with it.
Mrs. Zhao was trembling a little, and she didn't dare to look any further, so she tightly held onto the carriage shed with her legs and fingers.
Chen Changhai wanted to go back and look for her, but his father stopped him: "Changhai! I'm dizzy! The water is so deep that I don't know where she went. Can I find her? Don't let her destroy our family."
Get in!"
It's a good time that Mr. Han is dead.
Could it be that she accidentally fell into the ditch and it had nothing to do with the Chen family?
No one can predict life or death in such a natural disaster.
If Han's younger sister, Xiao Han, asked about it in the future, she would also have something to say.
Mrs. Cui, who was in the carriage, also urged anxiously: "Husband, the water is so big, I don't want to take risks. Thinking about him and Kang'er, they are very... very likely to have a child in his belly."
Chen Changhai was silent for a moment. Yong Tuo took a look and sighed in his heart. "Dad, let's go."
Chen Laoshuan frowned when he heard this: "Okay, my sister-in-law and I should be careful not to fall."
"Um."
The family walked in the water for several hours and finally arrived at Zhenzai.
The town is indeed much better than their village. Although the water has risen a bit, it is not serious.
Because the foundations of many homes are high, no water enters their homes.
The Chen family's carriage rushed to Rongji Pharmacy first. Chen Laoshuan found his granddaughter Chen Zhao and told her: "Zhao'er, my mother was washed away by the flood. Otherwise, I can't save her."
Cried twice.
Chen Zhao was stunned for a while before bursting into tears: "Auntie was really washed away by the water? How could she be washed away by the water when she was fine?"
Chen Laoshuan patted his granddaughter and choked up: "There was a flood over there. The whole village was flooded and many houses were washed away. It was lucky that he and my grandmother managed to escape. Alas, fortunately,
My brother was held by my grandmother, otherwise, alas..."
Chen Zhao cried for a long time, turned to look for his brother, and saw grandma Chen Fengshi holding Xu Bao and walking aside blankly, not knowing what to think.
"Xubao." Chen Zhao rushed over and hugged Xu Bao, but he started crying again, which scared Xu Bao and started to cry too.
"Stop crying, be careful not to scare Xu Bao."
Chen Laoshuan looked around and asked, "Where is my aunt?"
Chen Zhao choked and said, "She caught the cold yesterday and was lying in the backyard."
While the two grandparents were talking, Li Langzhong came over, crossed his legs towards Chen Laoshuan, and asked: "Is our village really flooded?"
"Not only were they flooded, many houses in the village were washed away." In fact, the houses that were washed away were all adobe houses in disrepair.
"Oh, that's serious. Did anyone get hurt?" Li Langzhong asked.
Chen Laoshuan looked miserable: "Someone must have been hurt. His second daughter-in-law was washed away by the flood. How should he explain to Erlang?" He covered his face and choked with sobs.
Li Langzhong was stunned and said comfortingly: "My condolences, fortunately the others are fine. Alas, if Brother Chen has nowhere to go, why not stay at his house temporarily? It won't be too late to go back when the rain subsides."
Chen Laoshuan wiped his eyes and bowed to Mr. Li: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your righteousness. I am very grateful."
As a result, Chen Laoshuan and his family temporarily settled down in Li's house.
The next day, the rain stopped and the accumulated rainwater gradually receded.
After a few days, the water level in the Chuanhe River finally dropped below the safety line.
When villagers from West Village returned to the village one after another, they saw mud all over the ground and fish and shrimp flapping in the puddles on the roadside.
Many old adobe houses have collapsed, but those with blue bricks and tiles are still standing.
The upright house was filled with mud, and the walls and furniture were covered with all kinds of insects and leeches.
Those who moved to the south slope in advance were thankful that they listened to Muramasa and moved all their food, bedding and belongings to the south slope, otherwise the losses would have been huge.
Those who did not move their homes were in dire straits. Not only were the items in their homes damaged by the water, but even their rice, flour and food were soaked in water.
The worst thing was the fertile fields on both sides of the river, where not a single crop seedling or rice seedling was left, all were gone.
Some people walked beside the fields and cried loudly, while others secretly rejoiced.
Did those people who were secretly happy listen to Muramasa's words? There is no such thing as Dongzhong.
If there is no east planting, it means that your own seeds are not lost.
Azaburo Muramasa of Higashi Village has said that the flood crisis has passed, and we should take advantage of the time to clear up the fields and start planting and raising seedlings again.
During that flood, due to the timely warnings of Jiang Sanlang and Sun Lizheng, the villagers living on both sides of the Sichuan River had their houses collapsed, but most of their property was saved, and there were not many casualties.
As far as Xichen Village is concerned, it is Chen Laoshuan's family who is organizing the funeral.
When Ying Bao learned that Han died in the flood, she was a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, Han passed away early in that life.
She didn't feel happy or sad, but she felt a little strange and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.
The feeling of being strangled to death by Han in her lifetime was so vivid in her mind that it made her heart palpitate just thinking about it.
When Ming Han passed away, a big stone fell from his heart.
"Chun Niang, I don't know. The Han family was pulled out of the bushes. They were so swollen that they couldn't even get in the coffin. Oh, is this really an evil thing?"
Mrs. Tang was walking on the eaves of the corridor, picking up the soles of her shoes, and while pulling out the twine, she said, "Pity her son, he's only a little over one year old. Tsk, tsk, he lost his mother at such a young age, how can he be better off in the future?"
Chun Niang was speechless and quietly glanced at Ying Bao who was walking by the window writing. She felt a little relieved when she saw that her daughter had no reaction.
Then Tang said: "After the Han family went there, did Chen Feng seem to be a different person? Her neighbors said that she actually ate food and chanted Buddha's name at home. She really wanted to go to Simen to ask a Buddha to come back and make offerings to her.
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Since people from the West Village also moved to the south slope, women and daughters-in-law came to the East Village from time to time carrying needlework and baskets, so the Tang family heard a lot of gossip.
Chun Niang smiled and said, "Xu Fu was a little frightened because of the sudden death of his daughter-in-law."
