The dam could no longer hold on, and you could see from a distance that the water in the distance was already surging.
Xiao Jingchuan's heart sank, and he didn't stay long and said hurriedly: "Quickly retreat."
The little guard who rowed the boat responded with a shout, and quickly cut the reins tied to the big banyan tree with a dagger. The oars rowed very fast in his hands, as if he was running against time.
Several rescued victims on the boat also picked up the oars and paddled vigorously. I don't know how long it took until the boat reached a high mountain. The group of people hurriedly got off the boat and ran towards the mountain.
Before I even reached the top of the mountain, I heard a raging sound. When I turned around, I saw that the foot of the mountain was half submerged, and the huge water was still rolling forward.
Xiao Jingchuan hugged the baby in his arms tightly. Seeing this scene, he was so nervous that cold sweat covered his forehead. He swallowed dryly. Only then did he think of Xiao Ci. He hurriedly searched for Xiao Ci in the crowd and shouted hurriedly.
Said: "Father, where are you..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Xiao Ci's voice came from not far away. Xiao Jingchuan followed the sound and saw that his whole body was wet, and the raincoat and hat on his body were nowhere to be found.
Xiao Jingchuan stepped forward, looked at Xiao Ci, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Ci frowned, his expression different from his usual playful look, and there was a hint of coldness all over his body.
Seeing Xiao Jingchuan looking over, he said in a deep voice: "Don't stand here, go up the mountain and see if there is any place to take shelter from the rain."
Most of the people in this group were old, weak, women and children. Xiao Ci only brought a small number of people, but almost all of them had been soaked in water. This heavy rain has no intention of stopping. If we don't find a place to take shelter,
If you don't light a fire enough to dry your clothes, I'm afraid no one will be able to hold on.
The group of people hurriedly walked up the mountain, searching for any place to hide.
Along the way, we found several small caves.
When the wet firewood burned, the cave was filled with smoke. Xiao Jingchuan took off his raincoat and cap, and held the crying child in his hands, feeling at a loss.
Seeing that he still had a little baby in his hand, Xiao Ci couldn't help but smile in amusement and asked him: "Do you like a younger brother or a younger sister?"
Xiao Jingchuan was stunned by his meaningless question. It took him a while to react and replied dryly: "I like them all."
Xiao Ci didn't say anything, but he couldn't hide the smile at the corners of his eyes and brows. He thought to himself: "It's not easy to like everyone. I'll just have a few more children with Song Qinghuan later."
Xiao Jingchuan had never taken care of a child before. He held such a big child in his hands and cried all the time. He didn't know why, so he had to hug him stiffly and kept coaxing him: "Don't cry, don't cry..."
A woman with a child said nonchalantly: "I'm afraid the child is hungry."
The woman's hair was messy and her face looked tired, but she was holding a child in her hand who was looking around. She couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl, but she looked like he was about one or two years old.
Seeing that Xiao Jingchuan's hands and feet were stiff, it was obvious that he had never held such a small child before. The woman gave her child to her man, and then she boldly stepped forward and said, "Young master, why don't you give him to me?"
Me, my baby just hasn’t stopped breastfeeding yet."
Xiao Jingchuan was a young boy after all. When he heard that he was going to breastfeed, his face turned red with shame. He gave an awkward response and hurriedly handed the baby to the woman: "Thank you."
The woman, who was also a mother, held the child in her hands and coaxed her a few times, then found a corner and fed the child with her back to everyone.
Xiao Ci frowned but stood outside the cave watching the heavy rain that did not stop. Xiao Jingchuan also stood up and walked to Xiao Ci's side. He pursed his lips for a while before asking: "Father, what are you thinking about?"
Xiao Ci gave a long sigh: "I'm thinking about what to do."
The heavy rain continued unabated, and it was unclear when the water would recede. The few small boats parked at the foot of the mountain had long since been washed apart by the oncoming flood.
There were at least one or two hundred of them. There was no food in the mountains. It was okay for them to be sleepy for a day or two. If it had been delayed for a long time, they might have died of starvation rather than illness.
When Xiao Ci sighed, he seemed to remember something. He found a thick branch in the cave that could be used as firewood, wrapped it in the raincoat and cap that Xiao Jingchuan had taken off, and went out in the rain again.
Song Qinghuan was a smart man. If he had known that the dam collapsed and they had not returned yet, he would have sent someone out to look for it.
The group of them had no choice but to hide in the mountain, and the moored boats were all washed away. If they didn't make a mark, no one would guess that there were still people trapped in the mountain.
Xiao Ci walked down the mountain for a while in the rain. When he saw that the water was already extremely high, he walked further up. He took off his coat, tied it to the branch, and stabbed it firmly into the soil to ensure that he would not be caught.
After the rain washed it away, I returned to the cave with satisfaction.
There are several caves in a row, and there are dozens of people in each cave. When Xiao Ci led people into the forest, he caught a few pheasants, hares and wild fruits, but with so many people, one person could not
Not much.
The fire in the cave burned from day to night, and from night to dawn. The rain outside stopped a little, but within half an hour it started to rain again.
Xiao Ci frowned, guessing that Song Qinghuan should have sent someone to look for him on the road. Just as he was planning to go take a look, he heard several dull horn sounds coming from far and near.
The sound was loud and muffled, but when heard through the rain, it was particularly joyful.
Xiao Ci showed joy on his face and hurriedly walked down the mountain. Before he reached the place where the sign was set up yesterday, he saw a large ship coming this way from a distance. The ship looked like a large canal.
On the cargo ship, seven or eight boatmen in raincoats and hats were busy on the plywood, and a flagpole with the mark of Prince Rui's Mansion was stuck on the bow.
Liu Jian and Chu Han stood on the bow of the boat holding their swords. They seemed to see someone or a emblem on the top of the mountain. They looked at each other and didn't know what they said. They saw the boat coming in a hurry.
A smile appeared on Xiao Ci's face, and he waved his hand hurriedly and said to the guards behind him: "Everyone get down, our rescue ship has arrived."
The two guards responded and rushed to several caves on the mountain to spread the message.
A group of people, old and young, helped each other down from the mountain. After waiting for a while, the big ship pulled over.
Only then did Xiao Ci notice that Song Qinghuan was among them.
Song Qinghuan was wearing a blue riding jacket with narrow sleeves and a waist, and her hair was tied up in a man's bun. Her eyes were black and there was no joy in her eyebrows.
Xiao Jingchuan was still holding the child he had rescued in his arms. He was very happy when he saw Song Qinghuan. He raised his hands and called out: "Mother, mother..."
As he spoke, he followed the group of people down the mountain.
Song Qinghuan probably heard the sound and looked over, and then his frown relaxed.
The boat was leaning against the rocks, smashing many rocks due to the momentum. Chu Han and Liu Jian hurriedly jumped out of the boat, stabilized the boat, and then allowed the victims to board the boat one by one.
Xiao Jingchuan jumped up with the big babies in his arms, and when he came to Song Qinghuan, he called out: "Mother..."
He asked Song Qinghuan to make a joke: "When did you give birth to a baby..."
