Chapter 85: When encountering a flood, the best thing to do is to go to a higher place
The straw hats on the Mo family members' heads were quickly soaked through, and the only function they still had was to block the rain from falling directly on their faces.
He Zhiran responded quickly and asked everyone to open the tent a little to temporarily use it as a rain shelter.
The dirt road under my feet became increasingly slippery.
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye ran to Old Madam Mo at the same time, fearing that she would accidentally fall.
Mrs. Mo indeed had difficulty walking, and only with the support of her son and daughter-in-law did she feel the center of gravity.
The sisters-in-law and Mo Hanyue also supported each other. Not only that, everyone also tried to speed up their journey.
People from several other families also followed the Mo family's example and followed in their footsteps.
At this moment, the He family is the hardest hit.
Not only do they not have enough food to eat or sleep well, they also have no tools to protect themselves from the rain. Now they have to push such a heavy wooden cart forward with difficulty.
What they are experiencing at this moment really proves the old saying: When it rains, it pours.
What was even more frustrating was that the wooden cart got stuck in the mud at this time.
Except for He Zhiyuan, an adult man, the rest of the He family consisted of the elderly, the weak, women and children. Several people came up to help, but they were unable to pull the wooden cart out.
The officers were already in a hurry to get on their way. When they saw the He family falling behind, they stepped forward and gave them a few whips without any explanation.
The He family members were beaten so hard that they cried out in pain.
Considering that there were also Mohist food, vegetables and some daily necessities on the wooden cart.
Mo Jiuye left Madam Mo to the care of He Zhiran and strode towards the wooden cart.
Seeing Mo Jiuye coming, the He family members immediately stopped screaming.
Mo Jiuye didn't even look at them. He held the handle of the wooden cart tightly with both hands. With a single effort, he pulled the cart out.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye had already pulled the wooden cart away, He Zhiyuan wiped the rain off his face and hurriedly followed, consciously helping to push the cart.
Thanks to Mo Jiuye's actions, the He family finally did not fall behind.
He Zhiyuan looked at the lonely figure in front of him.
"Thank you for your help."
Mo Jiuye chose to pull the cart not because he wanted to help the He family.
Hearing He Zhiyuan's thanks, he said coldly: "I am doing this for my own supplies, don't think too much."
He Zhiyuan's thanks came from the heart. No matter what attitude Mo Jiuye had when he came to pull the cart, he finally helped the He family solve an urgent problem.
"No matter what, thank you this time."
Mo Jiuye didn't say anything else, but lowered his head and continued to pull the cart...
The rain was pouring down with no sign of stopping.
The water on the road soon reached everyone's ankles.
He Zhiran inexplicably felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
There were no drainage facilities on ancient roads. If the heavy rain continued, some unpredictable disasters might occur.
At this time, Peng Wang also pointed ahead and said, "Everyone speed up, the village is not far ahead."
He Zhiran looked in the direction of Peng Wang's finger.
A village can be vaguely seen through the rain.
As if they saw hope, everyone quickened their pace again.
Soon, everyone followed Peng Wang's footsteps to the village entrance.
It’s okay here, the water on the ground is not as deep as on the road.
Peng Wang seemed to be familiar with this village. He led everyone along the road inside. Soon, he stopped in front of a large courtyard and knocked on the door.
"Is Liu Li at home?"
Perhaps because the rain was so heavy, Peng Wang called out several times but no one responded.
In desperation, he had to push the door open himself.
Not long after Peng Wang went in, the door opened again, and an old man who looked to be around fifty or sixty years old came out with him.
Peng Wang pointed at the group of people at the door and said, "Liu Lizheng, you just need to find us a place to shelter from the rain."
Liu Lizheng looked at the many people standing at the door and was stunned.
"Sir, there's not enough space in my house for so many people!"
"Liu Lizheng, as long as it can shelter us from the rain, it's okay to let them squeeze in." In order not to give Liu Lizheng a chance to refuse, Peng Wang invited everyone into the yard after he finished speaking.
Liu Lizheng had no choice but to open the doors of his two side rooms.
"There are only these two rooms vacant. You can do what you want, sir!"
Peng Wang helped himself and the officials choose a room, and the rest of the people went into another wing.
Seeing a place to shelter from the rain, everyone rushed in like a swarm of bees.
Fortunately, the area of the wing was not small. After all the prisoners entered, although they could only stand next to each other, at least they would not be exposed to the rain.
The heavy rain still showed no signs of stopping or getting any lighter.
Water has begun to accumulate in Liu Lizheng's yard, and there are even signs that it is spreading into the house.
The Fang family members standing at the door shouted, "Oh no! The rain is pouring into the house."
He Zhiran didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably anxious.
She tugged at Mo Jiuye's sleeve and whispered, "I don't think we can stay here to avoid the rain."
At this time, Mo Jiuye also frowned.
"Well, I'm worried that if the heavy rain continues, there might be flooding here."
He Zhiran continued, "I just saw a mountain to the south of the village. It would be safer for us to go there."
Mo Jiuye pondered for a moment and nodded: "I will discuss it with Brother Peng and see if he agrees."
Peng Wang sat on the only chair in the compartment, looking at the still overcast sky with a bitter and resentful look.
Seeing Mo Jiuye coming over, he took the initiative to ask: "Brother, your room is too crowded, why don't you stay here with us for a while."
Mo Jiuye had no intention of just messing around here, so he went straight to the point.
"Brother Peng, if this rain doesn't stop, I'm afraid the whole village will be flooded in a few hours."
After hearing what Mo Jiuye said, Peng Wang subconsciously glanced at the accumulated water in the yard.
Indeed, the water in the yard was much deeper than when they first arrived here, and Mo Jiuye's words were not an exaggeration.
"What do you think we should do?"
Mo Jiuye pointed to a hill not far away.
"When you encounter a flood, the best thing to do is to go to higher ground."
Although Peng Wang knew that what Mo Jiuye said made sense, he still hesitated.
Let’s not talk about whether what Mo Jiuye said would happen. Even if a flood really came, with so many people going up the mountain, if they couldn’t find a place to shelter from the rain, they would be soaked to death.
Peng Wang directly expressed his doubts.
"Brother, what should we do if we can't find a place to shelter from the rain in the mountains?"
I thought Peng Wang was a smart guy, but he made a mistake at the critical moment.
"Brother Peng, there are two choices. One is to stay on the mountain and possibly get caught in the rain, and the other is to stay at the foot of the mountain and get swept away by the flood."
At this point, Mo Jiuye felt it necessary to make the matter more serious.
Peng Wang also knew this was the case, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope. What if the rain stopped? Wouldn’t all their efforts have been in vain?
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