Upon opening her eyes, Shen Qing found herself in a mud-and-thatch hut, wearing clothes covered in patches, eating corn paste, and seeing no trace of meat or oil. Shen Qing: This is too miserable! ...
Chapter 99 The Tragic Situation of Families in Qili Village
The rain continued to fall and the sky became dark.
"Oh my God, the house has collapsed, the food has soaked, and the clothes and bedding are all wet. How can we live like this?"
"I can't live anymore, there's no way I can live..."
"Mom, mom, hold on! I'll help you sit on the cart!"
"Boss! Come and move the food! I can't move it because it's soaked in water..."
It was dark, and Jiang Yang couldn't see far away. He could only rely on his daily memory and the sounds he heard to give his advice: "Sister Qin, we old people can't cause trouble at this time. Only then can you, the healthy children, free up your energy to move food and catch chickens and ducks!
Oh, and make sure to catch and release the chickens and ducks quickly, or they'll be swept away by the current and you'll never get them back again!"
Hearing Mr. Jiang's cry, Granny Qin seemed to have found her backbone. She wiped her tears and snot, and said with all her strength, "The village chief is right! We can't add to the chaos.
Kids, go gather our chickens and ducks, and let me catch them."
The chickens and ducks that we raised with great difficulty are so precious. How can we ignore them?
The eldest son of the Qin family sighed and advised, "Mom, think about it. After all, our family has sold the grain and we have money. Even though the house collapsed, as long as no one is hurt, we can rebuild it in a few days, right?"
"Yes, mother, as long as we are okay, you just watch us rebuild the house." The eldest son's wife suppressed the grief in her heart and persuaded.
The mother-in-law is good. She can live without her husband, but she cannot live without her mother-in-law.
Granny Qin's eyes were filled with despair. The house could be built, but what if another flood of this magnitude occurred? Wouldn't the family fortune they had accumulated over decades be wiped out?
How many decades can a person live for? Can her old bones really still see...
Mr. Jiang didn't dare to rest, and continued walking forward through the water. He saw a man coming towards him, and only when he got closer did he hear a voice shouting, "Dad, why are you here?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Yang's heart finally settled down. He looked again and again, and spoke with a trembling voice: "Boss, where are the second brother and Qingshan?"
"Old Zhao's head was hit by a brick and he bled a lot. The Zhao family is in chaos. Dalang and my brother-in-law are helping out there. I'll go home to get the medicine powder and send it to him." Jiang Datou said this in one breath and walked back without delay.
The three of them were washed away by the flood on the road. Dalang and his brother-in-law were lucky enough to be blocked by the wall of a house in the village. He was washed far away and had to hold onto a tree to stabilize his body.
I waited until the flood was over and I was able to walk before I rushed home. On the way, I learned that my second son and brother-in-law were helping out at the Zhao family.
In fact, he was not only giving the hemostatic powder to Boss Zhao, he also needed it himself.
He didn't know what he encountered on the way when he was washed away by the flood, and a long deep cut was opened on his waist. The pain was excruciating when he was soaked by the flood. He was afraid that it would fester, so he hurried back to get the medicine powder to give to Boss Zhao and apply some to himself.
Fortunately, the eldest sister-in-law had told them to make bags with oilcloth and put food, medicine powder and valuables into them. Otherwise, it would be really desperate to be injured and have no medicine or food at this moment!
When Master Jiang heard that the three children were fine, he was completely relieved. He kept saying, "Good, I'm glad they're all right. I've hung the medicine powder above the carriage. Go get it."
"Well, Dad, please be careful. I'm going back." Jiang Datou endured the piercing pain from his wound and walked towards home with difficulty in the water.
Mr. Jiang knew that the Zhao family had the help of the second son and son-in-law, so he changed direction and went to another place.
Fortunately for the Feng family, as the men and women who practiced martial arts were strong, they not only cleaned up their own affairs quickly, but also had enough energy to help the Hong family next door.
All they could hear was Feng Xing and Feng Tao shouting, "Come on, give us a hand! Let's lift this piece of wood out and use it to block the gate. That way, the things won't float away!"
"Put the food on the table, drain the water, and wait for the sun to dry it quickly!"
"Hey, stop howling! Save your energy to catch the chickens and ducks. If you don't catch them now, the chickens will drown, and the ducks will paddle away."
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The corners of Mr. Jiang's mouth, which had been drooping, finally rose a little at this moment.
The next moment, this rising idea was immediately eliminated by the Wang and Zhang families!
"Who the hell said it was a rainstorm? This is clearly a flood. It really hurt us terribly!"
"If I had known it was a flood, I would have sold my crops. Now all the wheat at home is soaked in water. How can we survive?"
"They're selling it quickly! We're not trying to sell it or persuade them to, so it seems they don't feel bad about it!"
Zhang Heshun had been submissive for most of his life, but now Zhou Chuncao had provoked him into a bad temper. He shouted angrily, "Zhou Chuncao! How dare you cry?
Who's stopping you from selling? It's you who's stopping you from selling! "
Zhou Chuncao was crying loudly, but when he heard the accusation, he jumped up and pointed at Zhang Heshun and cursed, "You blame me for the trouble, don't you?
When I said I wouldn't sell, did you agree? Didn't you object? If the grain price went up and I made money, you definitely wouldn't say it was my credit. Now that there's a problem, it's all my fault!"
"Oh my God, why is my life so miserable? I married an irresponsible man. You are trying to force me to death."
Zhang Heshun's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. In the past, if his wife had done this to him, he would have definitely admitted his mistake, but today he was in no mood to coax her!
The house was gone, and countless chickens and ducks that I had carefully raised for several years were given away to Captain Sun’s family for food!
The crops that she had worked so hard to grow for half a year were now all soaked in water, with pots and pans scattered everywhere. Yet she still had the mood to blame this and that, and when something went wrong she only thought it was someone else's fault, and she was not at all guilty.
Zhou Chuncao cried for a long time, but when she saw that the man didn't comfort her as usual, she turned to her son and daughter-in-law and cried, "Look at your father, can you blame me for this?
The village chief, Shen Qing, and Jiang Ying kept saying it was a rainstorm, but never a flood. Isn't that misleading? It's all their fault for not being clear!
The eldest daughter-in-law cried out helplessly, "Mom! No one else can be blamed for this."
Everyone else knew they had to sell food and stock up on oilcloth, but they didn't! They even blamed the village chief for saying it was a rainstorm, not a flood. But even if they had said it was a flood, would her mother-in-law believe it?
I'm afraid he will think it's even more outrageous and will have to go and talk to Sun Putou. Then it will be difficult for the village chief and others to get away.
If she wants to say this, believe it or not, she can't blame anyone else!
Seeing that her eldest daughter-in-law, who was usually submissive, dared to contradict her, Zhou Chuncao put her hands on her hips and said harshly, "Okay, okay, you are getting too independent. You caught me just because I made a mistake, right?
Boss, you are a dead man. Your wife is bullying your own mother, and you still don't discipline her. Let her know how powerful you are! "
Zhang Qiang, the eldest son of the Zhang family, had a look of despair on his face: "Mom, if you keep making such a fuss, I'll really be dead!"
Not only him, the entire Zhang family will not survive!