Accompanied by the aunt's shrill screams, Shu Miao turned around and rushed home without thinking.

But Li Qiao quickly grabbed the raincoat. Her voice was a little distorted in the heavy rain.

"Are you stupid? What's the point of running up the mountain? Running home!?"

Shu Miao was speechless at the moment, but he also knew that this was not the time to worry about these things. He shook off her hand and quickly threw out a sentence to divert her attention.

"Self-reliance has no straw raincoat!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and rushed into the yard, shouting, "Zili, hurry up and leave, the water is rising!"

Li Qiao was reminded by her and finally came back to her senses from the panic of the flood. She pinched her slightly trembling legs hard.

He rushed into the yard and dragged the confused Zili back to the house.

They quickly stripped off his wet clothes, put a thin cotton coat on him, and then covered him with a cattail mat.

He took out the shoe-sole pins and sewed the edge of the mat close to his collar.

Zili stared at the pin sewing against his neck with horror on his face, and was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

Shu Miao was not idle at this moment. He first caught the three chickens locked in the utility room and stuffed them into a chicken cage with a diameter of 30 cm.

He carried the chicken coop to the kitchen, took a look at the half-cooked sweet potatoes in the pot, and immediately filled the gourds on the table with water one by one.

Then he returned to his room and put all his books, clothes and bedding into the space.

Then he immediately took out the big backpack that was half his height and put some straw at the bottom. Then he thought of the scene where the aunt used cattail mat to make a raincoat for Zili.

He quickly rolled up the cattail mat on his bed, folded it in the middle, and stuffed it into the backpack.

He symbolically took a set of clothes with the most patches, stuffed a few completed notebooks into it as textbooks and put them in his backpack.

Then use a bamboo hat as a lid and tie it to the backpack with two straws.

Finally, he put on a coat and then jumped around with the backpack on his back.

After making sure that the hat would not be easily knocked off, he rushed back to the kitchen.

I saw Zili, who was wearing new equipment, struggling to tie the backpack on himself.

Shu Miao immediately stepped forward to help him lift the backpack. When he weighed it, he found that it was very heavy, at least 30 kilograms.

Under normal circumstances, carrying more than 30 kilograms of things by himself would be a bit difficult, but it would not make him too tired.

But the cattail mat and the wide hat he was wearing were both very cumbersome.

In addition, he had just been working alone for a while, and now he was so tired that he was gasping for breath.

He turned his head to look at his cousin, panting and pointing at the table, "Hurry up, put the grain in, huh~"

Only then did Shu Miao notice that there were several bags piled on the table. He pinched the bags, accurately found the one containing millet, and threw it into his backpack.

After glancing towards the main room where there was no movement, she turned her gaze back to the pot and saw that the pot of sweet potatoes was no longer boiling.

There must have been no one watching to add more firewood, so the fire went out naturally.

At this moment, she didn't care whether the sweet potatoes were cooked or not, and immediately took out a big red enamel basin with peony flowers from the cupboard.

Take out all the sweet potatoes and put them on top of the steamed buns with the cloth.

I stuffed it into the backpack, and it just took up the last part of the space in the backpack.

After thinking about it, she stuffed the only two kitchen knives into the gaps in the corners of the ceramic basin.

After making sure that there was no room for anything else, he put on the backpack with Zili's cooperation.

The heavy pressure on his shoulders made Shu Miao feel a little uncomfortable, but fortunately he could still bear it.

only……

She turned her head to look at Zili who was struggling with a bunch of bags, and couldn't help but remind him,

"Chickens are worth much more than these bags of beans. Don't put the cart before the horse."

Hearing this, Zili wailed in agony, "Not just beans, but also peanuts and persimmon cakes!"

When Shu Miao heard that there were peanuts, he immediately went forward to check.

Sure enough, I found that in the remaining bags, in addition to fried soybeans and peanuts, there were also snacks such as millet, dried sweet potatoes, and persimmon cakes.

Suddenly, she understood why it was so hard to give up Zili. If she were in his place, she would not be willing to give it up either!

After all, no one knows how long the rain will last and to what extent the water level will eventually rise?

If the final flood really submerges all the houses, these instant meals that do not require fire will be the safest to have on such rainy days.

Thinking of this, Shu Miao gritted his teeth and divided the bags into two parts, and he and Zi Li tied one around their waists.

Looking at the silent main hall again, Shu Miao couldn't wait any longer and simply rushed into the rain.

Before I even walked into the main room, I saw the old lady who had been missing for a long time carrying an extra-long and wide luggage bag.

However, the luggage bag was wrapped tightly in a cattail mat, making it impossible to see what was underneath.

But just from the old lady's bent waist, we can tell that what she is carrying is definitely not light.

So Shu Miao turned around and went to the pigpen, dragged the pig out of the pen, and finally kicked it hard before it behaved itself.

As I arrived at the kitchen door with the pig, I saw a large iron pot placed on the huge luggage that the aunt was carrying.

At this moment, Shu Miao was even more afraid to speak, for fear of wasting the aunt's energy.

The three of them walked out one after the other. When they reached the drainage ditch, Shu Miao subconsciously glanced at the drain outlet.

She unexpectedly discovered that there was no water flowing out of the drain, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

But the sound of raindrops hitting her straw raincoat and the weight of it on her body made it difficult for her to think about it.

By the time the gate was opened, the water, which was more than ten meters away, had now spread to the front of the gate.

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