"Huanwu, it looks like a storm surge. You need to come with me to the military base to take the cable car to the barracks in the mountains. I..."
Zhou Jiuzhen held Ling Huanwu tightly, turning back anxiously to give her instructions as he ran.
Ling Huanwu pulled her hand away from Zhou Jiuzhen's. "Jiuzhen, hurry up and go to the army to mobilize troops. Have you forgotten that I have a spatial ability? No matter what, I will be fine, but Mother, those three little babies, and Daya and the others, I'm worried about them. I have to go back!"
Zhou Jiuzhen stood frozen in place, staring blankly at her through the torrential rain, his eyes gradually reddening.
He stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, his voice trembling, "Huanwu, we still need to get our marriage certificate, so let's not get separated. Also, you must bring your mother with you..."
"Um!"
Ling Huanwu responded with tears in her eyes.
Then Zhou Jiuzhen took out a red rope he had woven himself from his pocket, squatted down and gently tied it around her ankle.
As he got up, he tried to tie another red rope around his ankle.
Unfortunately, the red string was too short, so he had to tie it around his wrist.
"With this marriage rope protecting us, we won't get lost!"
A thunderbolt struck from the sky, and Ling Huanwu was already sobbing uncontrollably.
He turned around, his military green silhouette blurred by the rain, and ran towards the troops.
Ling Huanwu inhaled the cold, salty air, wiped away her tears, and quickly turned and ran towards the stone village nestled at the foot of the mountain.
The muddy water reached above his ankles, and every step felt like dragging a thousand pounds. Behind him was the direction that was receding into the distance, and in front of him was a dark mass of people carrying things and fleeing in all directions.
Along the way, Ling Huanwu was knocked down countless times by the crowds heading uphill before finally making her way back to the family compound.
At this time, the sea level had submerged the warehouse of the aquaculture farm, and the fields in front of the military family compound were also completely submerged. Seawater, carrying destroyed vegetable leaves, was rushing towards the stone corner of the family compound.
Ling Huanwu waded through the ankle-deep mud and water, shouting as she ran straight to the house where her mother-in-law and Song Yaoyao were.
No one in the entire residential compound responded.
She was covered in sweat from running, and when she opened the door, the house was empty.
The children's blankets and clothes on the bed had all disappeared.
It seems that the mother-in-law has already evacuated with the children.
Ling Huanwu quickly returned to the family compound and went to the home of the triplets.
Aunt Liu has difficulty walking and is raising three children alone. There are no men in the house, and she worries that something might happen to her.
As she waded through the mud and water to leave the residential compound, she realized that the original road had long since disappeared, and if she were to accidentally step into a low-lying field, she might not be able to get out at any time.
Relying on her memory, she walked slowly, taking one step at a time, towards Aunt Liu's house.
In the previous life, the newspapers only mentioned in a few words the death of four people in the previous storm surge.
It wasn't until a later, massive storm surge caused catastrophic destruction that the previous storm surge was mentioned in the newspapers.
The faces of the triplets would flash through her mind in some way.
She regretted not having recalled the details from the newspaper article and not having taken timely precautions against the natural disaster.
Unconsciously, Ling Huanwu quickened her pace, and the muddy water under her feet gradually rose from her calves to above her knees.
Fortunately, after walking for a few minutes, she finally arrived at Aunt Liu's house.
Before she even entered the door, she heard the triplets crying loudly, "Grandma, hurry up and leave!"
Ling Huanwu steadied herself by holding onto the door frame, and saw Aunt Liu pushing a large wooden tub for bathing. The triplets were anxiously clinging to the edge of the tub, trying to pull Aunt Liu out.
But Aunt Liu kept stuffing things into the wooden bucket.
The down comforter that had just been brought home and hadn't been used for more than a few days, the thermos, and the bag of rice that hadn't been finished.
Aunt Liu wished she could stuff everything into the wooden tub.
Ling Huanwu hurriedly went into the house to pull Aunt Liu away, "Auntie, let's leave quickly, or the water level will rise to waist level and we won't be able to leave!"
Aunt Liu reluctantly put down the scattered pieces of brown sugar and food from the cupboard, nodding repeatedly as if she had come to her senses. "I was just hallucinating. Saving my life is the most important thing. Yes, let's go quickly!"
The two pushed the large wooden tub out of the house. By then, the water outside was up to their thighs. Looking around, they saw that the once shimmering, peaceful sea had vanished.
The gale was like countless rusty iron axes, madly hacking at the embankment.
The turbid waves were twisted into walls of water tens of meters high, carrying the wreckage of fishing boats and broken masts, churning into a moving graveyard under the leaden sky.
Ling Huanwu hurriedly pushed the wooden bucket floating on the water with one hand and held the hand of Aunt Liu, who had difficulty walking, and walked forward.
The village chief's anxious shouts for the entire village to evacuate came from the loudspeaker hanging on a wooden stake at the village entrance, echoing with the rolling waves.
Before she had taken two steps, Ling Huanwu felt a chill run down her spine. She turned around and saw a towering wave, over ten meters high, roaring like the jaws of a giant beast as it rushed toward them.
Ling Huanwu's pupils reflected the approaching, churning waves. Amid the children's terrified screams, she didn't have time to think and quickly opened a space, bringing the children and her aunt inside.
Before the space closed, some mud and water still chased after the group, splashing them all over and chilling them to the bone.
When the group landed in the space, the triplets were still screaming with their eyes covered.
Aunt Liu swayed a few times and gasped for breath before she realized she was still alive.
Ling Huanwu hurriedly tried to calm the triplets down and stop them from screaming.
Because of their screams, the parrot in the space also kept screaming "ah ah ah".
"Da Ya, Er Ya, San Ya, don't be afraid, we're alright now, it's safe here!"
Once the triplets were taken out of the wooden tub, they obediently shut their mouths, which had been agape in their screams, and rubbed their red, frightened eyes, hardly believing what they were seeing.
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