Especially the woodshed, where firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea are essential. Without firewood, you can't start a fire to cook, and then nothing else can be done.

With enough firewood to burn for two or three months, plus several thousand kilograms of charcoal, you can use it all the way through winter without worry.

At this moment, Shuiqing's family, thirteen people of all ages, walked through the covered walkway without getting their shoes and socks wet.

Entering the dry kitchen, drinking hot millet and goji berry porridge with some pickled vegetables, life goes on as usual amidst the torrential rain.

It even added a touch of leisure.

However, the village itself, Shanshui Village, does not have this leisurely atmosphere.

Fan Qianjia is having a particularly bad time!

Fan Damu's thatched hut was destroyed on the very first night!

Nearly ten people, young and old, all moved into his house overnight.

I was restless for most of last night and didn't get any sleep at all.

The three brick houses had four rooms, which originally housed his and his second brother's families, making them extremely crowded.

After finally getting rid of my second brother's family, the house was finally a bit more spacious. Now, even more of my cousin's family has moved in. The main room and kitchen are packed with people, so crowded that it's hard to even turn around.

Fan's mother, Sun Jinhua, was full of resentment, her face long and she wouldn't even look at Fan Damu's family.

Fan Damu's mother and wife smiled ingratiatingly, but resolutely refused to mention moving out.

Fan Damu's appearance was not very good.

They promised just two days ago, so why are they giving me attitude now that I've moved in? This is clearly a breach of promise!

With a torrential downpour outside, he can't find another place to stay, so everyone just squeezes in.

Who told Fan Qian to make such boastful claims before?

However, the family members will inevitably have to endure some hardship at Fan Qian's place for a while.

Li Wen is gathering people to dig ditches!

Wearing a raincoat, he went from house to house and said, "The rain is too heavy, and there is already water along the road. If we don't dig ditches to drain the water, I'm afraid it will flood the yard soon."

The flooding of the yard isn't scary; what's scary is that the rainwater will soak through the firewood!

Without firewood, or with wet firewood, life can be tough in this torrential rain.

Other families in the village also understood this principle, and they sent out their strongest men according to the number of raincoats they had.

You can't do without a raincoat. If you get caught in the rain, you'll fall ill. Floods will block the roads, and people won't be able to get out or doctors will be able to get in. You'll suffer a lot and won't recover.

Fortunately, in farming households, who doesn't weave a few sets of raincoats?

Before long, seventy or eighty strong men had gathered on the main road of the village.

Li Wen and his group finally arrived at the courtyard of Fan Qian, the first house at the entrance of the village.

Upon hearing the purpose of the visit, Fan Qian frowned unhappily and waved his hand as if shooing away flies, saying, "My daughter hasn't been found yet, how can I be in the mood to dig ditches!"

"You guys go if you want, don't count me in."

The people who came along objected, saying, "Wouldn't the drainage ditches dug in the village also benefit your family?"

"You haven't found your daughter yet, you should hurry up and go find her, how can you stay at home in peace!"

“Even if you don’t dig, you still need to use it. If the firewood gets wet, won’t you be cooking?”

Fan Qian, his neck stiff with impatience, said, "Look at my woodshed, there's only so much firewood, what does it matter if it's wet or not? I'm not going there!"

No sooner had Fan Qian finished speaking than Fan Damu rushed out, shouting, "I'm not going either, don't count me in!"

My house has collapsed, let alone firewood; oh, your new house is the most important thing, you'd better dig the ditches wide and deep.”

Li Wen and the others found these words utterly unsettling.

But if they don't want to go, you can't force them to go.

Besides, Fan Damu is right; they really can't ignore the houses.

The house houses my entire family, all my closest and most important people. Even if I get wet in the rain, I can't let them get wet.

Li Wen took several deep breaths, barely suppressing his anger, and waved to the people behind him: "Let's go, let's dig!"

The men who turned and left were all so angry that their chests heaved violently.

Those two Fan brothers are utterly shameless!