After entering the house, I tried to turn on the light, only to find that the power was out.

Ji Ping muttered quietly, "When I left with Sheng Damei just now, there was still electricity."

Mu Chenze shone the flashlight around the house, confirming that there was nothing unusual, and then shone it towards the rooftop mezzanine.

It didn't matter that he took a photo, Ji Ping suddenly exclaimed "Ah".

Mu Chenze was frightened by him and shuddered, "What's wrong?"

People scare people to death.

Ji Ping pointed to a spot on the roof mezzanine and said, "There's damage here. It was intact during the day."

"Did you come over to take a look before you and Sheng Damei left this yard?"

"No."

Mu Chenze held up a flashlight and approached to take out the broken one, "Pingzi, move two chairs over so I can step on them and take a look."

"good."

Soon, Ji Ping brought two chairs and stacked them up.

He was responsible for holding the chair, and Mu Chenze stepped on it.

I shone the flashlight around several times, but found nothing useful in the case except two quilts and some winter clothes.

After Mu Chenze returned to the ground, Ji Ping did not give up and went up to check it out.

The two men left empty-handed.

They went to the village office and called to inform the town security team of their discovery.

The security personnel came to check in the rain but found no clues.

But they all guessed that someone had sneaked in and taken something.

The man made sufficient preparations and didn't even leave a footprint.

They went to see Sheng Damei together.

Ask her what she usually puts in the roof mezzanine.

Her answer was winter bedding and clothing, and her mother's diary.

Her mother is literate.

The bedding and clothes were still there, but the diary was gone.

Only then did they realize that someone had stolen Li Qin's diary.

Sheng Damei had indeed sneaked a peek at the diary before, but it was all a list of events and she found it boring, so she didn't sneak a peek this year.

Li Qin’s death may be related to the contents of the diary, but no one knows what was written in it.

Sheng Damei was filled with regret. Her mother died in unclear circumstances. If she took a peek at the contents of this year's diary, perhaps she could avenge her mother.

"Ah! So much blood..."

Sheng Damei lost too much blood and fainted.

Ji Ping and his colleagues braved the heavy rain, coordinated the village tractor, and hurriedly sent her to the hospital.

After arriving at the town hospital, the bleeding was temporarily stopped and the doctor recommended that he be rushed to the county hospital.

So, he was transferred to the county hospital.

The bleeding started again.

In the end, it was an old Chinese doctor who used acupuncture to stop her bleeding.

Ask about Sheng Damei's recent experiences.

Speculated cause: Sheng Damei had just had a miscarriage a few days ago and did not rest well. Coupled with the sadness of the death of her relatives and the self-blame for not being able to avenge their relatives, she suffered from continuous bleeding.

It is recommended to be hospitalized and take medication and observe for a few days.

Ji Ping stayed to take care of her, and Mu Chenze drove the tractor to send the security personnel back.

When Mu Chenze returned home, it was already midnight.

Qin Mahua had been waiting for him and had prepared hot water in advance.

"How about the beautiful lady?"

"He is no longer in danger of death and will be hospitalized for a few days for observation."

Mu Chenze responded while checking the windows of his home to make sure that the iron guards had been lowered and would not be damaged by the strong wind before returning home to take a hot shower.

I changed into clean clothes, poured out the bath water, and saw that the lights in my mother's bedroom were off, so I didn't discuss things with her anymore.

When daybreak came, he needed to go to the county town again before the typhoon hit, to deliver some spare clothes to Ji Ping and Sheng Damei, and also to pick up some things from a friend...

The next morning, the rain stopped, but the wind was still strong.

Qin Mahua got up and before she had time to make breakfast, Mu Chenze had already gone out with a bag.

Still coordinating the village's tractors.

I rushed back to the village at around ten o'clock in the morning, with a bulging cloth bag beside me. It started raining again and the wind was stronger. Wearing a raincoat was no longer very useful.

When I went to the village office to return the tractor, I found that several villagers were crowded in the idle room of the village office.

One of them is Liu Dapeng's family.

You can guess without asking that there is a high possibility that the houses of these families will collapse, so for safety reasons, the village chief has placed them here in advance.

Ten minutes later, I arrived at Chu Xuan's house in the rain. Even though I was wearing a raincoat and rain boots, my trouser legs were still wet.

The gate is closed.

Knock on the door.

Chu Xuan's voice came from the courtyard, "Who is it?"

"It's me!"

Chu Xuan recognized Mu Chenze's voice and came over with an umbrella to open the door.

"Come in and roast your trouser legs."

Mu Chenze handed over the cloth bag in his hand, "No need to bake it, it will get wet when you get home later. This is for you and Xiaofeng!"

Chu Xuan didn't answer and asked softly, "What's inside?"

Mu Chenze quickly stuffed the bag into her hands and said, "Look for yourself! Let's go!"

Turn around and run.

It was muddy outside, so Chu Xuan stopped after chasing for a few steps.

Mu Chenze ran for a distance, and only stopped after making sure that Chu Xuan was not chasing him, and then turned to look towards Chu Xuan's house.

Chu Xuan held the cloth bag and looked at it, then wiped away her tears, not noticing Mu Chenze looking at her.

Mu Chenze sighed. How could this Fatty be so easily moved? It was just five large hams in a package that could be stored for several months.

Turn around and walk towards home.

The more Chu Xuan wiped the tears from her face, the more they appeared.

It was raining so hard, but Mu Chenze was still looking for big hams everywhere. "What a fool!"

Although he cursed like this, he was deeply moved in his heart.

She owed him so much in her previous life, and he treated her better in this life than in her previous life. Doesn't that mean she owed him more and more?

If other girls want to repay you, you can consider marrying them.

And she certainly couldn't repay the favor by giving herself to him.

During this period of time, thinking about my father's life experience and the person who murdered Qin Xuehong, as well as the tragedy of Xiaofeng, the Mu family and her in her previous life, perhaps there is some connection between them.

She wiped away her tears again, and when she looked up, she could no longer see Mu Chenze.

After locking the gate, I placed three hams in my younger brother's room and two in my own bedroom.

"When the typhoon comes, we both won't go out. We'll each stay in our rooms and eat steamed buns with a piece of ham. That'll last us a whole day."

Chu Feng had seen the horror of a typhoon before, "Sister, I want to stay in the same room with you, okay?"

Chu Xuan remembered that in her previous life, a typhoon would land at around 3:00 this afternoon, and her house would be the first to be hit.

Fortunately, the building was built solidly and had iron protective windows installed.

Just as I was about to persuade my younger brother, he immediately said, "Sister, I'm scared, really scared, can you give me courage?"

Chu Xuan couldn't bear to refuse, "Okay then."

Chu Feng immediately moved all the cooked food, noodles, cakes and fruits in his house into Chu Xuan's house.

It was around three in the afternoon. There was a violent storm outside. Looking out through the crack in the door, the sky was as dark as ink. The house was pitch black because there was a power outage.

Fortunately, Chu Xuan had prepared candlesticks, candles, matches and flashlights in advance.

Turn on the flashlight and light the candle.

Chu Feng locked himself in a corner on the kang. "Sister, our house is quite close to the beach. Will it be flooded?"

"No. Don't worry! Our home is on high ground."

"Will our two adobe houses collapse?"

"No. We have our bedroom to support it! The wind can't blow down those two adobe houses. Eat some shaqima to calm your nerves."

Chu Xuan put it directly to Xiao Feng’s mouth.

As soon as Xiaofeng ate the sweets, his attention was diverted.

Eat cakes, peanuts, melon seeds, and chat...

It was not until seven o'clock in the evening when they were preparing to have dinner. They had just taken out the ham and steamed buns when something hit the windows and door of the iron house, making crackling sounds and the walls also made banging sounds.

"Sister, what happened? Is the adobe house going to collapse?"

Chu Xuan remained calm, "That's definitely not the case. I'll go check the crack in the door."