No one can predict God's temper.

After the seedlings were planted, heavy rain began to fall.

The river water suddenly rose and flowed back into the fields, almost submerging the rice seedlings that had just been planted.

The whole village, including Qin Yao's family, was anxious about this for several days.

Every day before dawn, Qin Yao and Awang would go to the fields to check on them, raise the ridges, and release the water that had been stored in the fields for most of the night.

This time the rain was heavy, unlike last year. The water flowed too fast and the children in the village did not dare to come out to catch fish.

In fact, the rice fields at home are fine. Qin Yao is most worried about the other five acres of watermelon fields.

Yesterday, the watermelon seedlings planted by Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the field were crushed by the mud and water that washed down from the mountain.

Because it was too late when it was discovered, it was too late to rescue.

Of the three acres of reserved melon fields, only one and a half acres are left.

If the heavy rain doesn't stop soon, the remaining one and a half acres will be in danger.

Qin Yao's fields are flat and near the river. They don't have the mud and water from the mountains, but they are in danger of being drowned by the abundant rain.

Fortunately, her family has a canal left by Liu Dafu's family, so the drainage problem is still under control.

But other villagers in the village were not so lucky.

The whole family, young and old, went out to scoop water out of the fields as there was no time to drain the ditches, so everyone held a wooden ladle and lay on the edge of the field to scoop out the water.

By the time the rain stopped, I was so tired that I couldn't even straighten my back.

At the stationery factory, the last batch of magical book boxes to be delivered must be delivered to the provincial capital before May.

The heavy rain delayed the work for several days and it was impossible for all the workers to be on duty, so the progress was significantly slowed down.

However, Song Yu had already prepared the book boxes for delivery in advance.

On the first day when the heavy rain stopped, Liu Bo led the convoy to set off urgently.

Those who stayed behind hurried to produce the stationery gift boxes that Bai Shan requested.

Yunniang lifted the oilcloth covering the wood. The wood was intact, only a little damp on the surface. It would dry in half a day.

Those pressed inside will not be delayed in use.

Yunniang personally led the workers to move the selected materials to the wood processing workshop. After receiving new instructions from Song Yu, she began to prepare to improve the new bookcases.

As soon as he picked up the inkstone, he heard a sudden cry from outside: "A baby fell into the water!"

The workers who had children at home all felt a tightness in their hearts.

Yunniang thought of her son at home, put down her inkstone and ran out in a hurry.

"Whose child fell into the river? Whose child is it?" Yunniang ran to the river bank and asked loudly, her voice trembling.

As a mother, she had a strong sense of unease.

Someone answered: "It is the spring rain!"

"What?!" Yunniang was suddenly struck by lightning. It was really her spring rain!

Yunniang felt her head buzzing and her heart pounding. She could no longer hear any noisy sounds in her ears. She instinctively rushed to the shore to look for the child.

The heavy rain had just stopped and the river water was muddy and fast. Several children aged eight or nine, with a child aged five or six, were holding fish baskets and trying to catch fish by the river.

Unexpectedly, a big wave came and the youngest child was thrown into the river.

The older children were so scared that they wanted to rescue him. However, before they could put their hands in, Chunyu had long disappeared from the muddy river water. When they saw a head pop up from the surface of the river, Chunyu had already been washed away more than ten meters by the rushing river water.

The older children panicked at the time, but little Lai Fu knew to call for help. Seeing that the stationery factory was the closest, he rushed in and shouted, "Someone fell into the water!"

At this time, a small number of workers in the factory came out and gathered on the river bank, not knowing what to do.

Yunniang rushed to the front and saw that her son was blocked by water plants and she could only see his head. She jumped into the river without thinking.

He and Qiu, who arrived early, exclaimed "Oh my God" and quickly hugged Yunniang.

He said angrily: "You can't swim and you're jumping in. Are you going to die?"

Yunniang couldn't listen at all. She struggled and cried, "Help! Help! Help!"

With a "splash", a figure jumped into the river.

Someone on the shore said in surprise: "Someone went down, someone went down"

"Who, who went down?" Yunniang asked anxiously.

"It seems to be Yue Niang?"

Qiu's heart skipped a beat. She knows how to swim?

Everyone looked towards the river. No one knew when Yin Le came. She brought a rope used to tie wood from the factory, wrapped it around her waist, and stuffed the end of the rope into Song Yu's hand. Without any hesitation, she jumped into the turbid and fast-flowing river with a splash.

As soon as I went down, I was swept away seven or eight meters by the rapids, from the shore to the center of the river.

The people on the shore couldn't see her situation clearly. When they looked up again, she had already followed the river to the opposite bank. She grabbed the water plants on the shore and used the force of the water plants to quickly approach the submerged Chunyu.

Yin Le's vision was blurry, and her body was making a series of reactions almost instinctively. She reached her left hand into the roots of the water plants and touched a person. She quickly moved her palm upwards to the armpit, knocked hard, and pulled the person out of the water plants.

Song Yu on the shore saw that the child was already in Yin Le's hands, and quickly called for people to pull the rope together.

With the hard pulling of several big men, the two people, one big and one small in the water, were quickly pulled to the river bank.

Shunzi jumped down hurriedly, stepped on the slippery sand to pick up the child and passed him upwards, and finally pulled up Yin Le who was floating in the water.

The river water was not actually that deep for an adult, just above the chest, but due to the turbidity and the impact of the water flow, Yin Le could not stand in it at all, and he had no strength to move.

Shunzi felt a little suspicious. Doesn't this guy look like he can swim?

But now was not the time to think about these things, so he put in a lot of effort and pulled Yin Le out of the river.

When they reached the shore, Yunniang's cries were heartbreaking.

Yin Le choked on several mouthfuls of river water, wiped the water droplets in front of his eyes with great effort, and tried to open his eyes to look over. He saw Xiao Chunyu lying on the ground with a pale face and eyes closed. His whole body was limp, and no matter how Yunniang slapped his little face and body, he didn't react at all.

When Liu the peddler's mother rushed over after hearing the news, she was so exhausted when she saw the state of her grandson that she fainted on the spot.

The workers hurriedly supported her, pinched her Ren Zhong, and slapped her face. Fortunately, the pain woke her up.

Yunniang was filled with despair, and the workers watching looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

It’s not that people don’t want to save people, but they don’t dare to do it.

No one knew how to save a drowning person, and they could only hope that the village barefoot doctor would come soon.

Just then, Qin Yao and Awang arrived.

Seeing Chun Yu lying on the ground with a pale face, Awang and Qin Yao looked at each other and hurried forward, "I'll do it."

Yunniang now looked at him as if he were a life-saving straw and immediately withdrew from her position.

Awang first felt the child's neck pulse, then leaned over to listen to his heartbeat to make sure there were no signs of life.

I couldn't feel the pulse in my neck, but there was still a faint beating in my chest.

Awang immediately pried open the child's clenched teeth and tried to find out whether there was any foreign object blocking his throat, causing him to be unable to breathe.

Sure enough, there were quite a lot of aquatic plants inside.

Awang dug out the foreign object, then quickly turned the child over and placed him on his knees. He supported the child's neck with one hand to force his mouth open, and put the other hand on his back to push him.

The child on his knees suddenly bounced and spit out a large mouthful of muddy river water.