Chapter 473: Oh no, a big flood is coming
After the child left home, Liang Xiulan took him to the factory all day long.
Liu Guizhi and Liang Xiulan took care of him, and Zhang Cuifen was at home to do the laundry, cooking, and cleaning. Liang Jianguo was no longer needed, so they sent him back home to grow sweet potatoes.
Liang Jianguo: I am just a brick. Move me when you need me, and kick me away when you don’t!
Forget it, forget it. I’m comfortable staying at home alone, and don’t have to be nagged by this woman.
Pack up your things and go home to dig the soil!
The days that followed were busy and ordinary.
There are many sweet plum noodles, chili sauces, and hot pot bases on the market that taste similar to Yizhilan.
The working people's ability to imitate always enables them to quickly discover the code to wealth.
Half a year later, Liang Xiulan's factory gradually became lukewarm, and it was in a situation where it was neither starving nor able to get out of trouble.
She made all the seasonings she had used in her previous life.
But as soon as she put her products on the shelves, within two months, many people imitated them.
Fortunately, those imitators are not large in scale and do not have formal government certification, so they can only sell at small stalls and cannot enter places such as supply and marketing cooperatives, sales outlets, and trade cities.
In this way, Liang Xiulan's order volume can remain stable.
In August, the rain outside was falling continuously.
The rain has been falling for three days and there is still no sign of it stopping.
Liang Xiulan was worried that the things in the warehouse would get damp, so she asked the warehouse manager to make the materials moisture-proof. She also made many large high-legged shelves and placed the materials on the shelves to prevent water from seeping into the ground.
Looking at the gloomy sky outside, Liang Xiulan always felt uneasy.
Seeing that the rain outside was getting heavier, I was worried that it would rain even harder later and it would be unsafe for the employees to go home, so I let them go home at around 3:00 p.m.
"Before leaving get off work, be sure to put the prepared seasonings on a high shelf, not on the ground."
"If it rains heavily, it will be bad to go into the workshop."
"And all those cartons and packaging bags, wrap them all in plastic and put them on top of the machine!"
"Put up the workshop water barrier before you leave."
Liang Yongjie listened to her instructions and always felt that she was making a big deal out of nothing.
"Sister, the rain might stop tomorrow. There's no need to go through so much trouble, right?"
The workshop director looked at the water level on the ground gradually rising and felt that what Liang Xiulan said made sense.
"Let's just listen to the factory manager. Just in case. If nothing happens, it's good. If the water really comes in, even if we have eight hands, we won't be able to save him in time."
Liang Yongjie looked down and saw that the water had already covered the soles of his shoes. He thought he should just listen.
If something really happened, he couldn't afford to pay so much.
Liang Yongjie and the workshop director arranged for everyone to protect the machines, and the seasonings and raw materials were also packed tightly.
Place it on a high shelf if it is to be placed on a high shelf, and place it on top of the machine if it is to be placed on top of the machine.
He then carefully inspected all the workshops before letting people go off work.
Several men stayed behind, put up the floodgates in the workshop, locked the door, and then left with peace of mind.
At this time, Jiang Jinzhou was at Third Sister Sun's house.
The house had been built, but before it could be decorated it started raining and it rained for several days.
He was worried that there would be more cracks in the house, so he came to take a look.
Fortunately, the foundation had been re-laid at that time. He checked all the walls and found no cracks, so he left with peace of mind.
When they arrived at the seasoning factory, they found that the gate was locked. It seemed that they had already gone back, so Jiang Jinzhou drove home by himself.
On the way, I habitually turned on the car radio and heard the emergency broadcast from the Meteorological Bureau.
"Heavy rainfall will continue over the next three days..."
"An urgent news interruption: mudslides and landslides have occurred in the northeastern part of our province..."
"The heads of various regions are actively working on flood prevention..."
"A landslide occurred on Sanyang Mountain..."
Along the way, it was all this kind of news, which made Jiang Jinzhou feel nervous.
When I got home and saw Liang Xiulan and the children, I felt a little relieved.
"Did the factory get off work early?"
"Well, the rain is getting heavier. I'm afraid the employees won't be able to go back, so I left work early."
Jiang Jinzhou washed his hands, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and reached out to take Jiang Dongyu.
"It's raining so hard right after my third sister finished building her house. I heard on the radio that there will be three more days of heavy rain. Sigh... I wonder if her house can withstand it this time."
Liang Xiulan brought him a cup of boiled ginger water, handed it to him, and sat on the sofa to adjust the urine ring.
"Didn't you re-lay the foundation? It should be fine."
"I can't guarantee that, after all, the rain lasted too long this time."
He took a sip of ginger water, which was a bit spicy. Seeing Jiang Dongyu staring at his cup and looking like he really wanted to drink it, he put the cup under Jiang Dongyu's nose and let him smell it.
You probably won’t want to drink it if you smell the spicy taste, right?
As a result, Jiang Dongyu simply held the cup with both hands, opened his mouth wide and leaned forward.
Jiang Jinzhou quickly took the cup away: "It's spicy! Very spicy! I can't drink it!"
Jiang Dongyu stared at the cup eagerly, really wanting to taste what it tasted like.
Liang Xiulan was afraid that he would grab the cup again, so she quickly took his kettle and put it in his hand.
The little guy took the kettle and gulped down the water to satisfy his craving.
Jiang Jinzhou couldn't help laughing when he saw his cute appearance.
I remembered the broadcast I heard on the road and started chatting again.
"I heard on the radio that there are landslides and mudslides in many places. How about we go home and take a look?"
Liang Xiulan's hand, which was folding the urine ring, suddenly stopped. "Mudslide? Where is the mudslide?"
"Sanyang Mountain..."
"Sanyang Mountain?!!! What's the date today?"
"August 17th, what's wrong?"
"No, I mean the lunar calendar."
Liu Guizhi happened to come down from upstairs and picked up two or three small mattresses that had been dried in the shade.
"This year is a leap June, and today is June 20th!"
"June 20th?!!!" Liang Xiulan exclaimed.
"Oh no! A big flood is coming! Hurry home and get your parents out, and get my dad too! Hurry, hurry!"
She quickly threw away the diaper in her hand, stood up from the sofa, and said to Liu Guizhi, "Hurry up and call my dad and have him fix the doors and windows."
"Tell him to tell the village chief that there will be a big flood today and he will come down from the mountain at seven o'clock!"
"Also, notify my uncle's family and tell them there's a flood! In short, notify everyone you know, including the phone numbers in the phone book."
She looked very nervous, but Liu Guizhi looked confused: How did she know there was a flood?
Before she could ask, Jiang Jinzhou had already stuffed the child into her arms, and the two of them hurried out.
In the car, Jiang Jinzhou asked Liang Xiulan, "Is it really that serious? How serious is the flood?"
Liang Xiulan looked at the shop outside with a serious expression: "It's very big, very serious."
"The flood will pass through the entire Lin County. The mountain in Xiayao Village has moved, and the floodwaters have come down from the mountain and rushed to Shangyao Village. Many houses in your village have had their entire first floors flooded, and many people have been washed away."
"This major flood has affected almost the entire northeastern part of the province, and several cities will experience flooding."
"But...it shouldn't be this year. I remember I was already 47 when the flood happened!"
Liang Xiulan tightly grasped the handrail above her head, unable to forget the scene of that year.
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