"Hello everyone, our variety show, 'My Days in Novel History,' has been a great success."
Some of our guests were so engrossed in the story that they observed the celestial phenomena and concluded that tomorrow would bring a once-in-a-century hailstorm.
Of course, no one wants this to happen.
If there is hail tomorrow, the production team promises to continue the live broadcast despite the danger to their lives.
The viewers in the live stream were misled by the director.
Wow, so many people! Xiao Yan Yan, don't let this variety show get you so stuck in that world that you'll just stay there forever!
[Ye Yanche is really going all out; to boost his popularity, he actually persuaded so many people to become extras.]
[Upstairs, that's the truth. The Ye family conglomerate is indeed incredibly powerful.]
Some viewers were also worried that the hailstorm might actually be real.
Our hometown also suffered from hail damage. We didn't receive any warning beforehand, and the disaster was terrible. I hope it's not true. Praying!
Xiaoxi shook her head as she watched the show's crew gloating.
The louder they laugh now, the more miserable they'll be tomorrow.
By this time, almost everyone had arrived at the drying dam.
Xiaoxi asked her sixth brother to convey her message.
Ye Yanche shouted through the loudspeaker.
"Fellow villagers, in a crisis, is it more important to save your life or to keep your belongings? So please travel light and don't bring too much luggage!"
"What? This is our lifeline, and you won't let us take it?"
We never really believed in big hailstorms anyway; the weather was so nice, at most we'd get some small ice shards!
What would you city folks understand? Forget it, I'm not going!
Some people who came to watch the spectacle joined in.
“My parents refused to move and even scolded me. The experience of the elderly tells us not to listen to these people’s nonsense.”
They completely forgot how the siblings had helped them dig the well, and they spoke without any restraint.
Several more households left in a short time.
Ye Yanche eventually softened and stepped forward to persuade him.
Xiaoxi looked at these people coldly.
"Brother, let them go! It's getting dark!"
Only what remains is truly valuable.
Everyone followed Xiaoxi into the mountains in an orderly fashion. They helped each other, supporting the elderly and carrying children on their backs, their steps firm.
Fatty Li and his friends, along with Gu Jiajia and her siblings, have been helping out without stopping.
The village head's family is very united. They carried Cuihua, who had just given birth that day, on a door panel, and also held two small babies in their arms.
There was no sign of resentment among the brothers and sisters-in-law for having a burden on their family when they sought refuge.
Cuihua and the two babies are in good health thanks to Xiaoxi's treatment, and the two babies are not crying.
At first, the villagers were worried that there were wild animals in the mountains, but they couldn't hear a sound at all.
First, the wild animals had all gone to seek refuge; second, with Xiao Xi around, the Monkey King and the Wild Boar Captain had both warned her not to come out and disturb them.
They soon arrived at the cave.
The cave was dry and sheltered from the wind; after all, even the coldest month of May was better than the dead of winter.
Everyone gathered firewood to keep warm, some brought blankets, and chatted, squeezed together, and tried to get through the night.
After Xiaoxi settled everyone in, she organized her group to gather at the cave entrance and held a small meeting.
"Brother, now that I'm settled here, I need to go back to the village."
"Huh? How do I return it?"
The three were puzzled.
"They said they wouldn't care about those people, but Xiaoxi can't just stand by and watch them die!"
Also, what will happen to the crops and houses of the villagers who came with us?
Besides, this is the territory under the jurisdiction of the local land deity and the village head. If so many people were to die, they would have a hard time explaining themselves.
Of course, the Earth God must have a way, but even if my cultivation level is not high, I must do my best.
"Xiaoxi, what are you going to do? Let's go back too."
The three boys spoke in unison.
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