Bai Manshan always thought he was doomed.

real.

He couldn't swim, he was too far from the mountains, and his horses had been swept away. In the raging flood, who else but him would die?

Fortunately, there is always a way out, or as the saying goes, good deeds are rewarded. He never expected that his instinctive rush to the village to shout before the flood would save his own life.

The man beside him, named Hong Daniu, stared blankly at the raging floodwaters and said truthfully, "I can swim, and most of the people in our village can swim."

But even the water was useless; the water was too strong, and there was nothing to hold onto. Just when I thought I was going to die, I grabbed onto something.

It was a door panel. I clung to it, and it was easy to swim to the distant mountains. That's when I saw you sinking into the water.

“I didn’t want to save you. You’re not from my village, and I don’t know you. Who cares about anyone else at a time like this?”

But then it suddenly occurred to me that the only person nearby whom I didn't know was the one who woke us up in the middle of the night. How could I not save you?

He had no choice but to save him.

Even if he himself couldn't survive, he had to save this person first.

"Fortunately, the door panel could barely support you. I pushed the door panel and used its strength to drift with the current for most of the day, finally getting the two of us to this mountainside."

"Thank you," Bai Manshan said sincerely.

Hong Daniu remained expressionless and did not respond.

The torrential rain continued, pelting their faces and bodies.

Bai Manshan felt the pain, and he turned to look at Hong Daniu beside him. Hong Daniu still had a blank face and no expression.

Bai Manshan sensed something was amiss and started making conversation: "Are you married?"

Hong Daniu, who had been expressionless the whole time, suddenly burst into tears!

She cried so loudly it shook the heavens and earth, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Bai Manshan understood.

He didn't try to persuade him, but waited quietly until Hong Daniu went from loud crying to soft sobbing, and then handed him a roasted potato.

He roasted this in the stove when the people from Baijiazhuang and other villages were evacuating.

There was firewood on the mountain, but Sun Zhuangtou couldn't bring all the firewood from his house. He figured he couldn't waste it, so he roasted all the potatoes he had with him.

Potatoes are tastier than dry rations, easier to carry, and more convenient to eat—they can be steamed, boiled, or roasted. These days, when he goes out, he just needs to carry some salt, hide some silver, and bring potatoes with him.

Once the grilled meat was done, he ate a few to fill his stomach, and then put the rest into a small cloth bag and tied it to his belt.

The horse was swept away, and everything hanging on the saddle was gone, but the salt he carried, the gold and silver bars tied to his belt, and the gold and silver pieces hidden on his body were still there.

Fortunately, Hong Daniu is an honest person.

"Eat up, we can go find them after we're full."

Hong Daniu felt like crying again.

The adults can swim, but his wife and children can't, especially the children who are so young.

He didn't take the food, staring blankly at the still raging flood, muttering, "It's impossible, the water is so high, it's taller than the houses."

During the day, all I could see was water, no one else, just the two of us. There was nowhere to land, so I could only drift along with the current.

Do you know? I can't see my own house, nor the familiar village; they've all vanished. I barely managed to drift with you to this mountain range and stop here.

He didn't say that he later watched as several corpses crashed into him. He turned them over and found that they weren't from his estate. He felt somewhat relieved but also more worried.

People in other villages also suffered from the flood!

So many people died, including his family, who were as insignificant as a grain of sand.

But those were his wife and children, and his parents, brothers and sisters... Last night he fell asleep with the beautiful dream that the rain would stop when he woke up, but when he woke up again, everything was gone.