The sleeping person suddenly woke up, shouted loudly for his family, and held his child, at a loss.

The outside of the house has been flooded into a river with rapid currents. Water continues to pour into the house. Tables, chairs, beds and stools are all floating in the water. It is not possible to run outside, and it is not safe to hide in the house either.

The whole Shangrao Village was filled with cries of grief and grief. Those who had not yet been submerged held their children and carried their elderly parents as they ran towards areas where the flood had not yet reached them.

Such a loud noise woke up the silent night in the rainstorm, and many families in Qingyu Village lit candles in their houses.

When the people in the big room heard the knock at the door, they hurriedly put on their clothes and opened the door. Yu Qizhe said concisely, "Uncle, the village is going to be flooded. Let's hurry up to the mountain."

Yu Mengshan had already called Yu Ruhai and Yu Zhoushi to get up. As soon as they walked out of the main hall door, they heard unclear shouts from afar, "...The water is coming, run!"

The sound was too far away, as if it came from the next village, and was soon drowned out by the rumbling thunder and splashing water.

The Yu family members' faces suddenly changed. Yu Jiao walked out of the door with the medical box in her hands and Yu Fuling from the Song family, "Hurry up to the mountain, to a higher place."

Yu Qiaoshan squatted down and carried Yu Ruhai on his back, and told Yu Zhixing to carry Old Madam Yu. Zhang took little Platycodon from Wang Mengyan's arms, and a group of people hurried out of the yard.

As I walked out of the yard, a bolt of lightning struck. This momentary light illuminated the thick darkness, allowing people to see the surging water rushing over from Shangrao Village in the fields in the distance.

The Yu family members were all stunned. Yu Jiao looked back at the village and said without hesitation, "You go up the mountain first. Remember to avoid the slopes with loose soil. I will go and call the villagers to go up the mountain to avoid the flood." After that, she stuffed the medical box in her hand to Yu Fuling and turned around to run back.

Yu Qizhe grabbed her wrist and said, "Let's go up the mountain first."

He doesn't care about other people's lives, but nothing can happen to Yu Jiao.

She doesn't need to be so kind. In such a critical situation, it is enough to protect herself.

"Fifth brother, you guys go up the mountain first. I'm a good swimmer, nothing will happen to me. Don't delay any longer." Amid heavy rain, Yu Jiao raised her voice, broke free from Yu Qizhe's hand, and quickly ran towards the village.

The rest of the Yu family came to their senses. Yu Ruhai shouted from Yu Qiaoshan's back, "Go find the third brother quickly. His house is not solid!"

Yu Mengshan responded and was about to turn around to find Yu Hanshan.

His legs were not convenient, so Yu Qizhe would never let him go back. He stopped Yu Mengshan and said, "Mom, you help Dad up the mountain first. I'll go find my third uncle."

He chased after Yu Jiao.

"Hurry up!" Seeing the flood in the distance getting closer and closer under the lightning, Yu Qiaoshan shouted and called on the other members of the Yu family to hurry up the mountain.

Yu Jiao banged hard on the gate of Wang Pozi's house and shouted, "The flood is coming, hurry up and go to the mountain to hide!"

When the Wang family heard the noise, before they could open the gate, knocking sounds came from next door. After hearing the shouting outside, the Wang family supported the old man and held the child and ran out of the yard.

Seeing Yu Ruhai and his family running up the mountain, he quickly followed them.

Yu Jiao ran along the road, banging on doors, and repeatedly shouting, "The flood is coming, everyone quickly go up the mountain to take shelter."

Yu Qizhe followed her in banging on the door and shouting loudly. Some of the people whose doors were broken open hurriedly ran up the mountain, while others followed Yu Jiao and Yu Qizhe to notify others.

Most of the people living in the same village are related. Some are clan relatives, and some are brothers and sisters who have separated from their families. Just like Yu Qizhe ran to inform the third branch of the Yu family, they also hurried to knock on the doors of their closest relatives.

Soon, more than 80 households in Qingyu Village heard the noise and rushed out of their courtyards. People kept running towards Qingyan Mountain with their families, young and old.

The earthen bridge over the Qingshui River had been submerged by water, but only up to the calves. Crowds could still cross by holding onto the ropes on both sides, but the bridge was too narrow and everyone was crowded together.

The flood that came from Shangrao Village was already chasing behind him. Yu Qizhe held Yu Jiao's hand tightly in the crowd. At this time, an old woman who was walking slowly next to him was pushed by Chen Zhiqing, and her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.

This was a widowed old woman, and people were too busy escaping to pay attention to her.

Seeing the old woman almost being pushed off the bridge, Yu Jiao stepped forward to grab her and helped her stand up, "I'll carry you."

Yu Qizhe squatted down and carried the old woman on his back, holding Yu Jiao's wrist tightly, "Let's go!"

Just as they were about to cross the earthen bridge, the flood behind them rushed up, and the dozen people who were left behind were thrown all over the place. They held on to the ropes desperately to avoid being swept away by the flood.

Yu Jiao staggered, but fortunately Yu Qizhe held her tightly, and water continued to flow behind her.

More than a dozen people held hands, held each other tightly, and moved up the mountain. The earth bridge behind them had been completely submerged.

Another wave of water came from behind. Chen Rou, who was walking in front, slipped and lost her balance. She slid down the slope beside the mountain path. She subconsciously grabbed the person beside her.

The person she grabbed was a child of about seven or eight years old. The child was originally held by a woman. Chen Rou pulled so hard that the woman was not prepared for such a strong force and slid down the slope.

Someone nearby quickly grabbed the woman, and the child who was trapped in the middle was frightened and started crying loudly. Chen Zhiqing and Chen Gensheng both reached out to Chen Rou, grabbed one of her hands, and pulled her up with force.

Chen Rou stepped on the slippery mud several times but could not gain any strength. After part of her body was pulled up, she stepped on the boy's body and pushed hard. With the help of this force, she was finally pulled up by Chen Gensheng and the other man.

The child who was being stepped on by her for leverage became a stepping stone. With a scream, he broke away from his mother's hands and rolled down the mountain.