"Ata!"

Ignoring the torrential rain outside, Lin Ziyan rushed out.

She held onto the window next to her; otherwise, she would have been blown over long ago.

The house whose tiles were lifted was the one closest to Grandma's house, and some of the mud on the wall had fallen off after the rainwater had poured in.

The Lin family's house is higher than the others, so it's easy for the tiles to be blown off during a strong typhoon.

“Grandma, let’s go stay at our place. The houses here might be collapsing…” Lin Ziyan quickly helped Grandma out.

Bang...

Lightning flashed, accompanied by another deafening clap of thunder.

Lin Atai looked up at the roof, her steps quick, and followed Lin Ziyan to the other side of the house.

"Ayan, I've locked up all the important things over there. Don't go over there. Let's talk about it after the rain stops."

Once inside the room, Ah Tai grasped her hand in return.

The main hall of the Lin family's house is an old building, dating back a long time.

On the far left, two new houses were built, constructed with large stone bricks, making them very sturdy.

"Okay." Lin Ziyan looked out the window, where lightning once again illuminated the flooded room.

Actually, the water didn't reach Grandma's room, but just in case, it's better to hide.

The village lost power at night, and it was pitch black everywhere.

With strong winds and heavy rain, no one should be wandering around on the village road at this time.

However, two men were standing outside the Lin family's house.

"Don't use a VPN..."

A man tried to stop it, but it was too late.

The mousetrap pierced the man's hand deeply; "Ah..."

The man shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the thunder.

"Just pry the door open and go in. The house is full of old people and women. Can't we control them?" the man who hadn't made a move said in a low voice.

The two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief after forcefully prying open the mousetrap.

Why didn't you say so sooner!

Who knew the people of Haibi Village were so treacherous, putting mousetraps on the walls…”

The man grimaced in pain and cursed angrily.

Just then, a stone was thrown from the yard and hit him right on the head.

"Who?" The two squinted, immediately becoming alert.

The beam of the flashlight shone from a distance, and the two quickly left.

Lin Ziyan, wearing a raincoat, leaned against the other side of the wall.

She heard footsteps and breathed a sigh of relief.

Another set of footsteps was very light; the person flashed their flashlight a few times before leaving.

Lin Ziyan pursed her lips tightly. Morse code?

“Safety…” she murmured.

Lin Ziyan suddenly felt glad that she used to enjoy reading undercover novels and had even studied them carefully for a period of time.

Otherwise, this hint wouldn't be apparent.

Just now, when she came out of the inner room and was about to lock the courtyard gate from the inside, she heard a faint sound, so she threw a stone out to test it.

Unexpectedly, she actually managed to trick me into revealing the truth.

Someone tried to break in…

Lin Ziyan locked the door, thinking to herself that she would have to put more mousetraps on the wall in the future.

It rained all night.

Lin Ziyan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She thought to herself, "Tonight really is a case of 'when it rains, it pours'."

The rain was still falling the next day, but it had obviously lessened.

Lin Ziyan arrived at the He family's house with the translated documents.

She comes to class regardless of whether it rains or not.

Fortunately, the wind had subsided considerably, otherwise she was afraid she would be carried away by it.

"Ayan, come in quickly and have a bowl of ginger soup," Grandma Lan said hurriedly when she saw her.

Inside the main room, Yang Yanzhou and Grandpa He were playing chess, while Lu Yunshen was making tea.

The aroma of light tea filled the air and wafted into her nostrils.

Lin Ziyan placed the documents in front of Lu Yunshen, saying, "They've all been translated."

Grandma Lan said, "Come and drink the ginger soup quickly, girls need to be careful..."

She muttered to herself, then pulled Lin Ziyan into the study.

Lu Yun Shen opened the document, saw the notes, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

All proper nouns are marked with a red pen.

The analysis also covered potential future problems with the ship's engine.

Lu Yun Shen's expression hardened slightly; he wanted to buy the latest product, not this ship.

An hour later, Lin Ziyan came out of the study.

"How do you know this ship isn't the newest, and it's actually the third generation?" Lu Yunshen stopped her and asked.

Inside the main room, everyone else was watching them.

"Compare this with the information they sent you before. The engine parameters are in order, arranged alphabetically."

As soon as Lin Ziyan finished speaking, the wind howled outside again, and the rain poured down.

She looked at the thick curtain of rain outside and frowned.

"Ayan, sit down and have some tea. Go back when the rain gets lighter," Grandma Lan said.

She turned and went back to her study, taking out her treasured tea bags.

Lin Ziyan walked to the wooden sofa, stepped down, and casually glanced at the chessboard.

Lu Yun Shen had already turned around and gone back to his room to compare the previous information.

He saw the engine's serial number, and a storm brewed in his dark eyes.

When he came out of the house, the people playing chess had changed to Lin Ziyan and his maternal grandfather.

Grandma Lan sat to the side, nodding repeatedly, the lines around her eyes deepening.

White smoke curled up on the tea table.

The aroma of tea filled the main room.

The pitter-patter of the rain was like music, creating a harmonious and tranquil atmosphere.

The rain curtain, woven from fine threads, blurred the surroundings, as if veiled by a thin gauze.

"Old man, you lost."

Grandma Lan suddenly spoke up, her eyes filled with undisguised laughter, as if she were showing off her apprentice.

Old Man He placed his hand on the chess piece, caught in a dilemma.

He was about to be surrounded without even realizing it.

"Ayan, did your father teach you to play Chinese chess?" Old Man He asked in confusion.

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