After harvesting for nearly three hours, around 12:00 PM, it started to drizzle again.

Team Leader Zhang and all the workers in the field turned green with rage.

Li Xiangdong then instructed Guo Daming and Li Xiangchao that they could only work after the rain stopped, and that they should pay attention to timely maintenance of the machinery. He told them to act according to the situation and finish harvesting the wheat as soon as possible.

Li Xiangdong declined Captain Zhang's offer to stay and hurried home in the light rain.

The journey wasn't lonely at all; people were harvesting wheat in the light rain along the roadside and in the fields.

When I got near Quanshui Village, the rain suddenly intensified. Large raindrops fell on my body and face, stinging like sand hitting my skin!

The thick white rain and fog obscured the road ahead. Li Xiangdong muttered, "Did someone break God's water tank? Why is it raining so heavily!"

As soon as the car turned into Quanshui Village, he planned to go to his third sister's house to take shelter from the rain.

Enter the village from the entrance, turn right and then left. The second gate from the south is my third sister's house. There is also a big jujube tree in front of my third sister's house.

Li Xiangdong silently muttered to himself, "There's nothing I can do. The rain is too heavy, and I can't see any roads at all!"

Just as he was about to turn left, he suddenly heard a heart-stopping "boom" sound, and he didn't know what had collapsed.

Li Xiangdong gritted his teeth, mounted his bike, and sped off towards the source of the sound.

Only when I got closer did I realize that it was actually a mud-brick house that had collapsed!

Looking at the clean and tidy yard, Li Xiangdong judged that someone must live in the house.

The rain sounded like thunder, and flashes of lightning like silver snakes occasionally streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

The sound was too loud!

The rumbling sound of the collapsing house blended in with the noise, and it didn't seem particularly different.

The collapsed house was surrounded by a large open space, and his nearest neighbor was 300 meters away. So, apart from him, no one else noticed that a house in the village had collapsed!

During the brief pause in the thunder, Li Xiangdong's ears twitched; it sounded like a cry for help, the voice of an old woman!

Li Xiangdong didn't care about anything else, threw the car on the ground, and ran over.

As you get closer, you can see an elderly woman with gray hair lying on the outside, her face and hair covered in mud, and her entire lower body buried under the fallen roof!

Seeing someone approaching, the old woman stretched her hand forward again, her voice hoarse, "Help..."

Li Xiangdong looked around but didn't find any shovels or similar tools. He figured if there were any, they would be buried too.

He first moved several large adobe bricks aside, then vigorously dug through the wet mud. The mud, soaked with water, was exceptionally heavy. Pointing to his two hands, he knew he couldn't rescue the old woman anytime soon.

We need to find someone to help!

Li Xiangdong snapped out of his reverie and checked the old man's breathing. Although it was weak, it was still relatively steady.

He gritted his teeth, took off his shirt, placed it under the old lady's body, and ran towards the nearest house.

Li Xiangdong pounded on the door, but no one answered.

They had no choice but to smash down the door of the next house, the second, the third, and so on, until the fourth house finally had someone come out and open the door. They heard that a house in the village had collapsed, so the men of the house quickly grabbed shovels and came out.

Li Xiangdong was digging mud out with a shovel, while the men in the village ran to other houses to call for help.

It took more than two hours and more than a dozen men to clear the dirt off the old woman's lower body and rescue her!

Li Ying and the floodwaters both arrived.

Although everyone in the village was willing to brave the rain to rescue the old lady, the only family that could take her in was the Hong Shui family.

The two of them busied themselves carrying the old lady home when they suddenly heard a familiar voice calling them, "Third sister, third brother-in-law!"

The muddy figure in front of you, soaked to the bone, is Xiang Dong!

"What are you doing here?" Third Sister grabbed Li Xiangdong's arm.

"Don't say anything yet, let's take the old lady to the clinic first. Her legs are definitely broken!"

Several people hurriedly made a makeshift stretcher and carried the old lady to the village clinic.

The village doctor was an elderly man with white hair and beard. He reached out and touched the old woman's leg bones. "Old Jiang, you're lucky! Did something shield you from harm?"

Grandma Jiang opened her eyes and smiled. "The door frame is sturdy! It's perfect for resting on the stove! It's just that my legs are useless; I tripped over them, otherwise I would have run out long ago!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the leg wasn't broken; it was just a minor injury!

Otherwise, someone of that age, once paralyzed and bedridden, probably wouldn't have many days left to live.

...

After Grandma Jiang finished washing up and was settled on Grandma Li Ying's kang (heated brick bed), Li Xiangdong also finished taking a bath and changed into his third brother-in-law Hong Shui's clothes.

The group of people were talking in Grandma Hong's room, still shaken by the experience.

"Xiangdong, what brings you to our village?" Third brother-in-law asked. What a coincidence! If it weren't for Xiangdong, Old Lady Jiang would have suffered terribly.

Li Xiangdong recounted his experiences in Longshui Village: "If the rain hadn't suddenly gotten heavier, I wouldn't have thought of coming to my third sister's house to take shelter from the rain, and I certainly wouldn't have met Grandma Jiang."

However, Grandma Jiang's vitality is really strong. Although she is over sixty years old, she is full of energy and her cries for help can be heard even through the heavy rain.

The crowd sighed again.

My third sister's husband, Hong Shui, was quite interested in the combine harvester. "I've heard for a while that the Lijiapo brigade bought two Dongfeng brand combine harvesters. Have you finished harvesting the wheat in your village?"

"The harvest is finished, all that's left is to hand over the grain to the state."

Hongshui's eyes revealed deep envy. "Our village has harvested almost half of it, but with this rain, the rest of the wheat will probably rot in the fields."

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