"Mom, it's raining heavily in the county, but the roads are good." Shen Qinghe wiped the rain off her face with a dry towel.
He Xiuyun nodded. "Most of the roads in the county are asphalt roads, unlike the muddy roads in the village. It's annoying to go out when it rains."
"Where's Dad?" Shen Qinghe asked in confusion when she didn't see Jiang Jianguo.
"It's in the canal. It just rained heavily. I heard that the village upstream didn't repair the canal properly. When the heavy rain came, it directly washed away the canal bank."
"I'll go take a look." Jiang Chunlin frowned when he heard that. He leaned the broom in his hand against the door, walked out, and almost bumped into Jiang Jianguo who had just returned.
Jiang Jianguo looked like a clay figure, with mud all over his face, except for his eyes which were moving around.
"How did you become like this?" He Xiuyun looked at Jiang Jianguo in amazement.
Jiang Jianguo couldn't go in like this, so he said to He Xiuyun, "Find me a set of clothes, I'll change into them before going in."
He Xiuyun nodded and went into the house to get a set of dry clothes for Jiang Jianguo.
Jiang Jianguo took his clothes to the toilet, took off his clothes that were covered in mud and water, and changed into dry clothes.
He Xiuyun was wearing rain boots and squatting by the well to wash his muddy clothes.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Jiang Chunlin saw that Jiang Jianguo was frowning, as if something was worrying him. Seeing that his father was shivering from the cold, he poured him a cup of water and handed it to him out of filial piety.
When Jiang Jianguo drank the water poured by Lao Si for the first time, his hands shook even more violently with excitement, and some of the water in the teacup spilled out.
Jiang Chunlin, "..."
Jiang Jianguo gulped down a few sips of boiled water, and finally he felt a little warmer. He was silent for a while before saying, "Jiang Zhiqing was washed away by the water in the canal. The village chief took a few young men to look for him downstream."
Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin looked at each other. Neither of them expected such a thing to happen.
Shen Qinghe thought, is it possible that the school hunk and top student in the real world is going to die in the book?
The current plot doesn't follow the plot in the book at all, it feels like a new book.
But she had a feeling that Jiang Xiaohui would not die, no matter how biased the plot was, he was still the male protagonist.
At this moment, Qi Fusheng's voice came from the village radio.
"Members, the educated youth in the village are half of our people. Zhiqing Jiang was washed away by the flood. Those who can come out to look for him should come out to look for his servants."
Qi Fusheng said it twice on the radio, and his voice was choked up at the end.
Jiang Jianguo glanced at Jiang Chunlin and wanted to ask him to help find the person. He then looked at Shen Qinghe, but did not say anything and continued to drink water from the teacup.
As for the matter between his youngest daughter-in-law and Jiang Zhiqing, it's good enough that the fourth brother didn't add insult to injury.
Jiang Chunlin didn't go to look for him. The village chief was almost crying on the radio. Anyone who wanted to curry favor with the village chief would probably go to look for him, so he wouldn't be a big difference if he wasn't there.
"Dad, I want to come with you to look for someone."
Qi Fusheng had just turned off the radio when he saw Qi Qingmei walking in covered in mud, with the mud on her body dripping onto the ground into a puddle of dirty water.
"Qingmei, didn't Dad tell you? I'll mobilize the villagers to look for Jiang Zhiqing. You just stay home and wait. How can a girl like you be among a bunch of men?"
"I can't sit still at home until I see with my own eyes that Brother Xiaohui is safe." Qi Qingmei clenched her hands tightly and looked at Qi Fusheng stubbornly.
She wrote the book herself. Jiang Xiaohui was going to be the mayor's wife in the future, and she couldn't let him die in this accident.
Qi Fusheng looked at his darling's determined eyes and thought of what she had told him: she would not marry anyone but Jiang Xiaohui in this life!
I somewhat regret not arranging for Jiang Xiaohui to be a teacher earlier, so that he wouldn't have to repair the canal and wouldn't be washed away by the water.
But there is no medicine for regret in this world!
"Qingmei, be obedient and just wait at home. Jiang Zhiqing will be fine." Qi Fusheng felt a little guilty when he said this.
Qi Qingmei had said to him many times that he should make Jiang Xiaohui a teacher as soon as possible. In order to find a suitable opportunity, he kept dragging the matter on, but he didn't expect it to be dragged on like this.
When the flood came down, the force of the water was terrifying.
With such a huge amount of water washing people away, he couldn't guarantee whether Jiang Xiaohui could still survive.
But at the moment, he couldn't tell Qingmei his guess, for fear that she couldn't bear it.
"No, I want to go find him." Qi Qingmei said and turned to leave. The brigade yard was low-lying, and when she stepped down, the mud and water directly flooded her knees.
She walked out step by step, following the men in the village who were looking for Jiang Xiaohui, and went to find Jiang Xiaohui together.
"Green plum, green plum..."
Qi Fusheng shouted loudly while standing at the door.
Qi Qingmei didn't even turn her head.
Qi Fusheng had no choice but to turn on the radio again, "Qi Zhongcai, Qi Zhongcai, I'm your father. Your sister has gone with the members of the commune to look for Jiang Zhiqing. You should follow her quickly. If anything happens to your sister, I will skin you alive."
Qi Zhongcai, who was drinking water in the house, almost spit out the water in his mouth when he heard the broadcast.
Just now he wanted to follow the other members to look for Jiang Zhiqing, but his father said that there were too many people in the village and they didn't need him, so he asked him to go home.
He hadn't even had time to get comfortable in his new position when he was asked to go look for someone. The main purpose was to ask him to keep an eye on Qingmei and not let anything happen to her.
Liang Lu curled her lips and whispered, "Dad's heart can't be more biased."
"Qingmei is my sister. Am I going to watch her commit suicide?" Qi Zhongcai glared at Liang Lu, put on his rain boots and left.
"Be careful." Liang Lu chased a few steps and shouted behind him.
Qi Zhongcai turned his back to Liang Lu and waved at her, "Take good care of the baby."
Shen Qinghe was a little surprised when she heard that Qi Qingmei went to find Jiang Xiaohui. She didn't expect that Qi Qingmei had such deep feelings for Jiang Xiaohui.
The Qi Qingmei she knew was selfish. In the book, not only did she and Jiang Xiaohui love each other, but Jiang Xiaohui also became the mayor in the end, so she was naturally the mayor's wife.
After the heavy rain, it stopped snowing, but the road was impassable and there was mud everywhere.
Shen Qinghe didn't want to make things difficult for herself and simply made clothes at home. Anyway, all the clothes she made would be sold out.
When I have inspiration, I take out a notebook and draw a design.
"Qinghe, these clothes you drew are so beautiful, but why are there no faces?"
The fields were all flooded and it was impossible to work, so Chen Fenxia and Liu Hongmei just followed Shen Qinghe every day.
She was tired of crocheting sunflowers, so she glanced at the design in her hand and asked in confusion.
"You don't need to draw the face, just draw the clothes..."
Shen Qinghe paused in the middle of her words.
She looked at Chen Fenxia with bright eyes and said happily, "Third sister-in-law, thank you!"
Chen Fenxia was confused.
Why thank her?
Shen Qinghe didn't bother to talk to Chen Fenxia and continued to draw the design.
Chen Fenxia's words just now gave her new inspiration.
The same clothes may not be suitable for everyone.
People who are slightly plump, have square faces, or have big faces are suitable for the V-shape, which makes the neck appear longer and the face appear smaller.
Some people have dark skin, some have white skin, and some have yellow skin.
Different clothes suit different people.
When she drew the design, she also drew the face shape and wrote suggestions next to it.
As for how customers choose, it depends on their wishes.
Some people love to buy clothes that don’t suit them. Even though they look ugly on them, they still feel beautiful!
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