Looking at the remaining sweet potatoes, Jiang Yao decided to make roasted sweet potatoes.

Make some noodles, stir-fries, rice bowls, and cooked dishes too. We'll eat less and less as time goes on, and it's hard to think about cooking again. It's better to make more food since we're afraid of getting hungry.

For the next few days, Jiang Yao was busy in the kitchen, sleeping whenever she was tired, until Xiao Mu came to knock on the door.

Jiang Yao opened the door and saw a nervous look on Xiao Mu's face, so she asked, "What happened?"

Shen Zhijie jumped out from the side and said, "I've seen you haven't shown up for several days. I'm afraid you've died at home and no one will collect your body."

"Isn't this just to check on you?" he said, looking at someone.

Xiao Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jiang Yao was alright and asked, "Have you been checking the group messages lately?"

“The rainwater has already risen to the first floor. Although Shichang Village is located on high ground, if the rainwater starts to flood Shichang Village, then other shelters will also be affected.”

"My team and family are currently in Haizhou, where there is an impeccable level of security."

"Do you want to come with us?"

Jiang Yao had never heard of this place in her previous life. Could it be that someone had foreseen this natural disaster? So she asked, "When was it built?"

Xiao Mu looked at Jiang Yao and said, "It was half a year ago. You should know that this is my job, so of course I also need to build a safe house for myself."

Jiang Yao felt that Xiao Mu hadn't told the whole truth, and perhaps he had his own concerns.

The group agreed to set off once the rainstorm subsided. Before leaving, Shen Zhijie asked Jiang Yao for some roasted sweet potatoes, something they hadn't had in a long time.