“Crash!”
Just as Yang Fan was stunned, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground desperately as if they were free.
“Wow!”
The Liu family compound suddenly became bustling with activity. The old people, children, and women all covered their heads and ran into the house, while the remaining men were busy packing up their things.
"Yang Fan, why are you still standing here like an idiot? Go inside and get out of the rain!"
"What a damn weather! How can it rain all of a sudden?"
"Hurry up and pack up, everyone, be quick!"
"Where's the umbrella? Bring me one!"
"There are a few raincoats in the woodshed. Can someone help get them?"
…
Yang Fan, standing in the heavy rain, turned pale in an instant. He was very sure that he was not mistaken. Every person present had a fatal disaster in their lives.
They will all die in a mudslide at 8 o'clock tonight!
By then, everything here, all the people, and all the things will be swallowed up by the mudslide!
“Crack!”
“Boom!”
There was a raging storm with lightning and thunder, and Yang Fan's ears were almost deafened. He looked up at the sky, and a look of horror flashed across his face.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Suddenly, Yang Fan went crazy, shouting at everyone at the top of his lungs, "A mudslide is coming! Run! Everyone, run out of the village!"
In the heavy rain, Yang Fan's voice was so small that almost no one in the yard could hear what he was shouting.
So, Yang Fan quickly grabbed his uncle who was moving things, and yelled with all his strength: "If you don't run now, it will be too late! Hurry up!"
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"What is Yang Fan doing?"
"What mudslide? Where is it?"
"Is Yang Fan drunk and crazy?"
…
At this moment, many people noticed that something was wrong with Yang Fan. They all looked at Yang Fan, whose eyes were bloodshot, wondering what was wrong with him.
Huang Ling, who was standing under the eaves, suddenly glared at Yang Fan and shouted, "Xiao Fan, what are you doing drunk? There's no mudslide! If you can't drink, don't drink so much!"
"Mom! The mudslide is coming soon! By the time you see it, it will be too late!" Yang Fan immediately turned around and shouted to Huang Ling.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
At this moment, an old man in his sixties hurriedly walked into the Liu family compound. When Liu Qingru's relatives saw the old man, they immediately shouted respectfully, "Old Village Chief!"
The old village chief was just passing by and was about to come in to take shelter from the rain. When he heard Yang Fan shouting that a mudslide was coming, he immediately asked, "Young man, what's the basis for your statement?"
Yang Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he said without hesitation: "I am Yang Fanqihang from the Douya live broadcast platform. Master Yang, haven't you heard of this name?"
quiet!
The scene was quiet!
Everyone looked at Yang Fan as if he was a fool. It seemed, probably, or perhaps no one had ever heard of Yang Fan's online name!
Yang Fan: “…”
"Yang Fan, don't exaggerate!" Huang Ling seemed angry. She said to the old village chief, "Old village chief, my son-in-law is drunk tonight and is acting crazy! I'm sorry to have embarrassed you!"
"This kind of heavy rain happens every year, but we haven't seen any mudslides in our village."
"Old village chief, don't listen to him, he's drunk!"
"He was so frightened by the rain!"
"Haha! Yang Fan, you are so timid!"
…
Listening to the laughter coming from the people around him, Yang Fan wiped the rain off his face and shouted again: "I'll say it one last time! A mudslide is coming! If you don't want to die, and don't want your loved ones to die, then leave the village immediately!"
"The mud walls in the village can't withstand a single impact from a mudslide. Everyone who stays home will be doomed!"
"It's 7:30 pm now. In half an hour, the mudslide will come!"
…
Faced with Yang Fan's repeated warnings, everyone still didn't believe him, and the eldest uncle and the second uncle hurried over and tried to grab Yang Fan into the house. Perhaps in their eyes, Yang Fan was really drunk.
Yang Fan was so depressed!
He glanced around and suddenly found that there was a high hill hundreds of meters behind the village. This hill was even much higher than the houses in the village.
So, Yang Fan silently calculated the height in his mind again, and was surprised to find that no matter how big the mudslide was, as long as he stood on the top of the slope, everyone's safety would be guaranteed.
At this moment, a bright smile appeared on Yang Fan's face. Since no one believed him, he would use the simplest and most brutal method to save everyone's lives!
"Bang!"
Yang Fan broke free from the clutches of his eldest and second uncles, then rushed to the kitchen door and kicked it open.
“Whoosh!”
A moment later, Yang Fan rushed out of the kitchen holding a kitchen knife, looking aggressively. At the same time, his eyes were looking for a suitable person in the yard.
"Yang Fan, what are you going to do?" Huang Ling was suddenly frightened.
"Xiaofan, put down the knife immediately!" The uncle also shouted loudly.
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