Chapter Sixty-Three: Saving Little Flower and Aunt Yang
A typhoon powerful enough to blow a person away, accompanied by torrential rain, swept across the entire island like a waterspout.
Due to the typhoon, the sea level near the island rose rapidly, quickly submerging the coastline.
And they gradually approached the islanders' dwellings.
Everyone was frightened by this scene and quickly retreated to their homes.
However, even if the houses are made of stone, the doors and windows of such a large typhoon cannot stop its onslaught.
The howling of the typhoon outside the window sounded like a deadly wail, causing everyone to feel worried and afraid.
"I need to go out and help move people around. You wait at home for me to pick you up."
As soon as the typhoon hit, He Mingzhou received the news. They first went to reinforce the dike, but when they returned, they received news that the dike might not be able to hold, so they still had to evacuate the remaining personnel. As a soldier, He Mingzhou could not abandon others and only care about his wife.
He glanced apologetically at Xinli, apologizing for not being able to provide her with the necessary assistance.
Xinli knew what he meant, smiled and said, "I'm fine. If I wasn't afraid of causing you trouble, I would have gone to help. You go ahead, I'll take care of myself."
As a lord in the apocalypse, Xin Li is not someone who is afraid of death.
Moreover, a typhoon is not a problem for her.
However, she was too independent and not from the military, so she was afraid that acting rashly with He Mingzhou would affect them, so she could only choose to wait at home.
He Mingzhou looked at Xin Li with emotion and said, "Wait for me, I will definitely come back to pick you up."
"good."
Xinli solemnly agreed.
He Mingzhou quickly kissed Xin Li on the cheek before turning and leaving.
When Xin Li caught up to the door, she saw He Mingzhou completely enveloped in the wind and rain, a trace of melancholy flashing in his eyes.
Natural disasters are merciless, but people are compassionate. She sincerely hopes that this typhoon will not cause too much damage, otherwise neither He Mingzhou and his group nor the people on the island can afford such losses.
The storm lasted for more than three hours.
During this time, Xinli vaguely heard crying outside, but the howling wind was too loud, and Xinli could not hear it very clearly.
It would be difficult for her to stay calm if she went out at this time. She was worried that He Mingzhou would be anxious if he didn't see her when he came back, so Xin Li chose to stay at home and did not go out rashly.
But soon after, Xinli heard the crying become even more real and heart-wrenching.
She couldn't sit still any longer. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her raincoat and put it on, tucking all her hair into the hood before opening the door.
A sudden gust of wind, carrying stinging raindrops that pelted her face, made it difficult for Xinli to open her eyes.
"Hmm—"
Xinli grabbed the door frame to keep herself from being blown out. After a while, she regained her footing, closed the door, and stumbled out.
"mom--"
"mom--"
The piercing screams became clearer. Standing in the rain, Xinli carefully discerned the direction from which the sound came and finally determined that it was coming from the seaside.
Her eyes were filled with solemnity.
It's been raining for so many days, and a typhoon is coming. Everyone should have stayed away from the beach and been hiding at home, too afraid to go out.
Who is actually at the beach at this time?
Xinli is strong and fast, but she still moves somewhat stiffly when faced with wind and rain.
The journey that usually takes ten minutes took Xinli half an hour this time.
The sound grew clearer, but also fainter.
Is anyone home?
Fearing the other party might disappear, Xin Li shouted loudly.
"I'm here! Sister Xinli! It's me, Xiaohua!"
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Xin Li's expression changed drastically: "Xiao Hua? What are you doing here?"
Xinli quickened her pace and soon saw Xiaohua floating on the water, clinging to a wooden stick.
She looked like she had been in the water for a long time; she was disheveled and pale, as if she might faint at any moment.
"Sister Xinli..."
Xiao Hua's eyes reddened when she saw Xin Li: "My mom is missing..."
Xin Li was taken aback: "Why is your mother missing?"
Xiaohua shook her head. The two struggled to get closer to each other in the wind and rain, but fortunately they finally met up.
Xinli grabbed Xiaohua's hand and pulled her up. The water on the ground was now up to Xinli's waist. Xinli was afraid that Xiaohua would lose her strength and faint in the water, so she simply carried her on her back.
"what is going on?"
Xiaohua finally got a break. After catching her breath a few times, she said, "My mom took us to a safe place before the typhoon came."
"We were initially relieved that we evacuated early when the typhoon hit today, but my mom said she left something behind and insisted on coming back to look for it."
“I said let’s wait until the typhoon passes before looking for her, but my mom insisted on coming over directly. She told me to wait for her there, but after she left and never came back, I couldn’t help but come looking for her. As a result, I slipped and was swept here.”
"There was no one on the road, and no matter how much I called for help, no one came. I thought I was going to die here today..."
Xinli was a little annoyed: "You and your mother really don't value your own lives. In this situation, what could be more important than survival?"
Xiao Hua didn't dare to say a word, her small body trembling as she clung to Xin Li.
Xinli wanted to get Xiaohua to a safe place first, but as the water got deeper and deeper, Xinli couldn't swim while carrying someone on her back, so she could only wait for a boat.
Fortunately, He Mingzhou's house is located on high ground, so he can hold out for a while longer if he goes there now.
"Let's go to my house."
"You rest there first, I'll go out again later to see if I can find your mother."
Xiaohua tearfully said, "Thank you so much, Sister Xinli, otherwise I would have told my mom..."
"Don't cry yet, save your strength. I still have some food at home, you can eat something later."
"Don't worry, your mom will be fine."
Xiaohua nodded: "Mmm!"
Xinli took Xiaohua home, fed her something, and then went out again after getting dressed.
She went straight to Xiaohua's house and, sure enough, saw Aunt Yang sitting on the balcony.
The water has already flooded the first floor of her house, and judging from the current, it's only a matter of time before it reaches the second floor.
"Aunt Yang!"
Xinli called out, and Aunt Yang immediately looked over. When she saw that Xinli was alone, her eyes widened: "Why is it you? Why did you come alone?"
Xinli didn't have time to waste words with Aunt Yang. She asked Aunt Yang to use a bathtub as a boat, and by holding onto the edge of the tub, she first rescued Aunt Yang from the balcony.
Seeing Aunt Yang carefully tuck a jar in a plastic bag into her bosom, Xin Li suddenly realized something.
"You've come back to find your husband's ashes?"
Was your husband not buried at that time?
Aunt Yang smiled nostalgically: "He was buried, but what was placed in his clothes and medals was his personal effects. I kept his ashes at home."
Xin Li didn't say anything more and took Aunt Yang back to He Mingzhou's house.
"We just need to wait for He Mingzhou to bring people to rescue us. Don't be afraid, we will be safe."
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