With her two children still at home, Yang Yufen was worried.
Professor Wen reminded Yang Yufen, and the others also had their own channels to learn the news.
The small vendors all immediately quieted down.
July was unusually rainy. Yang Yufen estimated the time, patiently called the brigade leader on the 15th.
Yang Yufen could hear the sound of the rain pouring down, even through the telephone line.
"Why did you think of calling me? I thought you were looking for Gui Xiang."
The battalion commander was unaware that Shen Xianjun had disappeared.
“It’s been raining here, and I was worried about the crops in the fields, so I made a special call to check on them.”
"It's raining here too, but it's not a big problem right now."
"Is it just starting to rain? It's been raining here for days, we can't even leave the house."
Yang Yufen deliberately exaggerated.
“I remember one year it rained around this time, and it kept raining. In the end, the crops failed and many people in the village starved to death. That winter was also particularly cold. I was thinking of asking Guixiang if she had planted cotton this year.”
As if it were unintentional, Yang Yufen mentioned that phone calls were expensive, and she didn't want to talk for too long lest someone notice something was wrong. She asked a couple more questions and then hung up.
The captain listened to the dial tone on the phone, put the phone away and locked it. He hadn't thought much of the rain at first, but now he felt uneasy staring at the rain falling outside.
"Let me take another look, let me take another look. Maybe I'm just overthinking it."
The captain tried to comfort himself, but he couldn't control himself and put on a raincoat before heading to the riverbank.
Their location is the lowest in elevation, so if the sluice gates are opened and water is released, they will be the first to be affected.
The advantage of low-lying areas is that they don't lack water, but if there is a lot of rain, problems will arise first.
When they arrived at the riverbank to check the water level, the team leader cut a tree branch and stuck it on the bank. He watched it for a while before going back.
The next day, the brigade leader frowned as he looked at the sky, which had been clear for half a day but hadn't yet seen the sun rise again and was starting to get dark again. He went to the riverbank again, cut a tree branch, and stuck it in the new spot.
On the third day, the rain stopped, and the team leader breathed a sigh of relief, leading his men to quickly get to work in the fields.
It seems I was overthinking things; I was scared by what Yang Yufen said.
The captain comforted himself in this way, but just as he was about to enter his house, he somehow turned back to the riverbank.
The Han River was muddy after the rain. At first glance, the captain didn't see the wooden stick he had stuck on the bank and assumed it had been pulled away. But soon, his gaze returned to the spot.
No, that's not right.
The captain planted a new branch, this time more conspicuous, then strode back to the brigade, took out the key from his waist, turned on the phone, quickly searched through the phone book, and dialed a number.
"Hey, old comrade, this is Shen Aiguo. Do you still remember me?"
"I remember, I remember. I thought you wouldn't call me."
Is it raining where you are?
The captain spoke nervously.
"Yes, it's raining really hard today. I don't know why. I'll go to the dam to check the water level later."
"Has it been raining these past few days?"
Yes, how about your end?
Clearly, the person on the other end of the phone also realized something was wrong.
"I've stopped here for a day, but the water level is still rising."
"Keep an eye out, call me if anything happens, and leave me a message if I'm not available."
After both sides communicated, the call was quickly ended.
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