Unresolved cause and effect
The sound of the dog whimpering and rolling around pulled Huang Shiyu away from his memories. He took the knife from the table, leaving a small hole in the mottled wood.
He looked back, his frown not relaxing at all. Just at this moment, Huanian, who was squatting and petting the dog, looked up and saw the words carved neatly on the corner of the table.
"Dahuang... you must protect your father and everyone in the village." Huanian's voice was childish. After reading, he looked at his brother curiously. After a while, he saw his brother's serious expression, waved his hand and said that it was not him.
"elder brother."
Huanian still felt a little aggrieved.
He muttered, "You never told me any of this. I thought you were an orphan like me."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door while I was feeling melancholy. The brother in the village said anxiously, "Brother Hu, when are we going back?"
Huang Shiyu's gaze fell on the bed behind him. The old man on the bed had his eyes closed peacefully, as if he was just sleeping. His beard had grown a lot longer than three years ago, and his hair was also much whiter and could no longer cover it.
I have to say the difference.
Perhaps it was because he saw him back, looking even more different than he was three years ago, that he was unable to lift the crutch to support his back.
Although he knew that his father often had heart problems, he did not take it seriously when he was young because his father always acted tough.
But one day, when he returned home after planting the melon seedlings, he had just put down the hoe and realized that he had not closed the door. He saw his father lying on the ground, breathing weakly. Then he hurriedly realized that this incident could cost his father's life.
Later, my father fainted several times again.
He often went to Gui's house to boil medicine. When the villagers smelled the medicine, they would come up and ask the village chief if he was sick.
He also smiled and shook his head: "No, this is what I eat to keep fit."
The young man worked hard beside his father day after day.
Huang Shiyu often thought that it was fortunate that he had such sharp eyes and ears that he had received instruction in martial arts from General Ren. When his father got older, he would be able to take over his father's duties and protect Xiaohe Village for the rest of his life.
Until that day on the long street.
He realized that he couldn't even protect the bread.
"...Return to the village."
Huang Shiyu gave his father one last look before turning and walking out the door. A multitude of thoughts raced through his mind, yet he had only been there for a little over half a minute. He thought, if the ninth level divination was so accurate, extending his life by more than ten years would still be far from over.
He looked sideways and saw Huanian bidding farewell politely with his head lowered. The dog, which had grown considerably bigger, also wagged its tail.
He turned and walked out of the crowd, the sound of the wind raging in his ears. He raised his head slightly and found that the originally cloudless weather had started to rain without him noticing.
Raindrops hit his forehead, and he draped the little remaining fabric of his shirt over Hua Nian's head.
The stone bridge at the entrance to the village was built later; before it, children were often nearly swept away by the river. He only remembered hearing his father talk about the Gui family's foolish young mother three years ago, sitting on the bridge like a beautiful, fair-skinned ghost.
Now, when I lower my eyes and step onto the stone bridge, I seem to be able to see Gui Yao’s watery eyes, sitting on the edge of the bridge and swinging her legs.
How could I scare my father again?
"Huang Shiyu!"
A clear and sweet voice.
The person who was called was slightly stunned, clenched one hand into a fist, and finally tried to control himself from turning back as if he couldn't bear it.
He climbed onto his horse, and drops of rain fell in the woods. He raised his eyes and saw a man sitting upright on his horse on the hillside outside the stone bridge.
Ren Beixi's eyes were silent.
"Lead the way and provide disaster relief."
Looking down the mountain, he saw over ten men who looked like guards waiting there. Huang Shiyu's expression was slightly stern. He entrusted Hua Nian to his brothers and, along with Ren Beixi, hurried towards Huxia Village.
The dam of Tiger Bay was washed away, and the originally dry river channel began to become turbulent. If this rain was not taken into account, it would be a great thing at this moment. At least it would let the people living along the river know to go to the shore.
But the further north we go, the heavier the rain becomes.
Huang Shiyu wiped the rain off his face with his hands. His horse had not had enough rest to begin with, and now it staggered and slowed down, obviously struggling.
He turned aside and called out, "General Ren, to prevent the levee from being washed away, we've laid out a network of tree roots and gravel in the village. All of us have participated in repairing the levee to varying degrees. From a distance, I'm afraid the area damaged this time is quite large. My horse is tired, so please go ahead."
Ren Beixi held the reins with one hand.
The pitch-black horse splashed water, and after signaling to Ren Hui beside him, he rode ahead.
Xiao Hui shouted, "The general has just sent troops downstream to drive the civilians away. Please stop and exchange horses with me. Tiger Gorge Stronghold still needs you to dispatch troops!"
"good!"
Huang Shiyu patted the wet mane on his horse's back and mounted again. He looked at the river water that was beginning to pile up in the distance, his voice trembling.
"How long has it been since there was a flood like this?"
"It was three years ago," Xiao Hui said calmly. "There was snow in June, drought, and floods. General Ren died fighting for the people. How tragic!"
Huang Shiyu's ears were a little red, and he raised his head to face the rain.
The rain scraped across the veins on his neck, and he suddenly smiled frankly, his laughter shaking the earth and mountains.
Tiger Bay, the water is huge.
The dam was originally smashed by a large rock, which unexpectedly revealed the straw pile inside the dam. It turned out that the inside of the dam in Tiger Bay was filled with straw piles, which had been washed clean by water long ago, and only old straw clippings could be seen.
Ren Beixi, standing on the shore, had a silent look in his eyes.
As a result, the entire dam is in ruins.
The fish were swept along by the current over the embankment, which was not even as strong as the rocks on the riverbed.
Rebuilding the dam would take time, so he ordered his men to go to Xianyu City to inform Li Fuyin. The man lowered his eyes and drew the sword from the waist of the guard beside him, pushing aside the rain curtain and pointing it directly at the neck of Huang Shiyu who had just dismounted.
"You know the fill inside the dam is not solid."
Huang Shiyu was slightly startled, then immediately knelt on one knee: "General Ren, since I took over the position of the village chief, Tiger Gorge Village has protected this dam for more than six years. The dam has been repaired several times, but the damage has only been minor. I have never found any damage to the key parts."
"This is the fault of Tiger Gorge Stronghold. Please punish us, General!"
Raindrops rolled down Ren Beixi's high nose bridge and onto his tightly pursed lips. As dark clouds gathered overhead, he swirled his sword and placed it on Huang Shiyu's forehead. His voice was deep, "Those in the village who know how to swim, help my men move the rafts we've brought in. The rest of you, evacuate the people on the cliff edge."
"yes!"
He carried firewood for everyone, wiped off the sweat and the sudden rain, and stepped on the mud with a loud sound.
And Xiaohe Village.
now.
Guiyao lay on the stone bridge, looking at the still calm water from afar.
My uncle stood beside her without me noticing.
So she turned back and stood on tiptoe: "Uncle, since you already knew that Brother Huang went to Huxia Village, why didn't you tell the village chief?"
"Sometimes some things are the result of the karma of others." My uncle was chewing on the watermelon that he had not finished eating not long ago.
Gui Yao's eyes were always clear and beautiful: "But there are many things that no one does, so no one knows the truth, which only adds to many regrets."
"What if these regrets you mentioned have nothing to do with you?"
The rain fell from her long eyelashes.
"As long as I see it and I want to do it, it's about me."
Guiyao said.
Her uncle raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed at the umbrella she was holding tightly in her hand: "Okay, but you need to know now that if you continue to get caught in the rain, you will get sick."
Gui Yao was startled, remembering the umbrella that Ren Beixi handed her before he left, but she forgot to open it because she was preoccupied with thoughts.
She saw the green fan.
Suddenly she raised her thin chin, reached out to hold the falling raindrops, and finally figured out what she had been worrying about these days.
Even if she hadn't accidentally connected to this animal mind-reading system and accepted a couple of side quests, when she noticed that Li Fuyin was being extra cautious when lifting little Daimao, when she discovered that Guiyue and Jiuzhong were not sincere in their words...
When she saw Ren Beixi's silent and emotional eyes under the moonlight, wouldn't she explore them with her heart?
In the distance, Dahuang came over in the rain.
He barked non-stop.
Gui Yao lowered her eyes and stared at it, listening to it say in Northeastern dialect that the villagers of Xiaohe Village knew that it was the little master whom they had not seen for many years. They also missed the little master very much, but they did not have the chance to say a few words. The rain was getting heavier, but everyone was still guarding in front of the master's house, unwilling to leave.
She took a step towards the big yellow dog and protected it under her umbrella.
While she was thinking, the water under the bridge became noticeably more turbulent. She looked up and finally saw her friend: a sparrow flying against the wind from the north.
She shouted:
"Little bird! Come down and hide from the rain!"
The sparrow tilted its head.
When Guiyao saw it flying crookedly, she knew it had heard her, so she waved at it vigorously again.
"So there really is someone in this village who can speak bird language." The little sparrow landed on a rock in the river, flapped its wings, and looked curiously at the person in front of it who was smiling sweetly. "What's going on, man?"
Gui Yao leaned forward slightly, leaning against the stone pier on the bridge. "You flew in from the north? Have you seen the dam at Tiger Fjord?"
Sparrow: "The birds did come from that side, but it was crowded with people there. The birds were flying high up, so I couldn't see them clearly. That dam they were talking about? Maybe it collapsed. I didn't see much, it was all water."
Dahuang tilted his head in confusion.
It doesn't understand.
Somehow, the sparrow in the water suddenly screamed and flew into the sky.
Gui Yao looked at it in confusion, only to see that the stone it had stepped on actually moved. No, no, no, it was not a stone it was stepping on, it was clearly the shell on the back of a big turtle. The dark green shell was exposed above the water because of the movement, reflecting a crystal arc of light in the rain.
The sparrow stood on the big yellow head.
A bird and a dog chirped and grumbled at the giant turtle.
Seeing that the turtle's front claws, which were as broad as leaves, were about to slip and fall over, Gui Yao subconsciously went around the stone bridge.
She reached the shore and lifted her dress, but found that she was already soaked by the rain, so she stepped into the water and reached out to lift up its shell.
So heavy! So big!
Gui Yao held the turtle shell, which was bigger than her hand, in front of her eyes, blinked, and met the slowly extending turtle head and its large eyes.
Suddenly.
Suddenly, a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time came into my mind.
/ Congratulations to the host, the completion rate of the branch quest Song Mo Wuhen has increased to 90% /
/ Congratulations to the host for unlocking the Xiaohe Village side quest: Turtle's Longevity /
/ It is worth reminding that the accident caused by the program upgrade has been repaired, but the host's remaining points have all been reset to zero. The system apologizes for the adverse effects caused and has updated the following information for the host.
First, lock the host's physique to the physique of the host earth's space and time.
Secondly, the system has been fully upgraded, and the basic system distributed to you has been upgraded to an advanced exclusive system. /
Guiyao stared at the turtle.
"You, are my new system?"
Turtle: "...What are you doing, little girl? Let the old man down."
How come he is Dahuang’s fellow villager?
Gui Yao didn't have time to think about anything. She quickly said goodbye to the sparrow, then ran towards the village with Grandpa Turtle in her arms. She felt the muscles in her legs moving for the first time in a long time, and tears welled up in her eyes.
At the entrance of the village, everyone was talking about the Huang family father and son.
Gui Yao first handed the turtle to her uncle, then turned around and stood on the small bench outside the village chief's yard.
"listen to me!"
"The dam upstream of Tiger Fjord was destroyed. Although we are far away, the dry season has lasted for quite a long time. This rain is likely to usher in the flood season, so we must prepare for disaster prevention in the village."
There were still drops of water dripping from the ends of her hair. She should have looked disheveled, but her brows were exceptionally determined.
These days, Gui Yao returned to Xiaohe Village to recuperate, and her understanding of Xiaohe Village was better than in the three years after she woke up. She remembered what Huang Shiyu said, that this place might not be her home, but when she distributed disaster relief tasks to everyone in an orderly manner, she clearly felt it.
Feel what home is.
Gui Yao remembered that before they got married, she once asked Ren Beixi what he thought home was. The man held her hand tightly, his thin lips remained silent, but he did not speak.
If only she could read his mind, she thought.
From a distance, the oil-paper umbrella she had just forgotten to take back was about to be stained by the water overflowing onto the shore.
Looking at the mountains, rain is about to come.
She thought more than once that it would be great if she could read everyone's mind.
Guiyao saw the villagers looking confused, saw her aunt's hands pause slightly while pounding medicine, saw Guiyue dozing off at the door, and saw Momo wagging his tail at her.
Since she had traveled through time, she had already done all the wrong things in this world.
What's wrong with cause and effect?
Gui Yao just wants to protect the people around her!
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