After stepping on the road back to the village, the two of them carried a small bag and walked side by side on the spacious and flat road, and the topic gradually shifted to the scene when they first stepped into the mountain.

After the xylophone washed his face, Mao Sheng stopped her from behind and hugged her, he blushed his face, begged to be good with her again, relive the feeling of the year, this time, the xylophone was not fooled, she resolutely stopped Mao Sheng's absurd request, she coaxed him and said, just get home, not at this moment, besides, the road is wide, there are more pedestrians coming and going, bumped into it, how can you see people in the future, so to say, Mao Sheng reluctantly let go, he asked childishly, tonight, you are mine? No matter what, I have to have the final say, xylophone looked at Mao Sheng's greedy appearance, crying and laughing.

As the village approached, and gradually saw the courtyard of the house walls scattered high and low, a sense of foreboding suddenly struck, looking from a distance, the village is still that village, the house wall is still the same house wall, the field is still the original field, but there are always some strange scenes imprinted in the eye, and when you distinguish it carefully, you can't tell where the difference is.

It wasn't until they entered the village that they found that the whole village seemed to have just gone through a catastrophe, some trees were erected in the front yard of the house, many branches were torn and broken, the leaves withered, the fruit was gone, many houses had just been repaired, and the roof was covered with new straw, which was combined with the old straw, like a patch of new sewn patches.

There was no one moving on the street, the houses were closed, and there was not even a dog to see the door, as if the village was an empty village, and the villagers had suddenly disappeared from the ground.

The two of them looked at each other, they were very puzzled, and they were a little flustered, and the two of them hurriedly ran to their courtyard.

His house had just been repaired, the roof had been patched with a large piece of fresh straw, and although the yard had been cleaned up neatly and cleanly, there were still many traces of trimming, the trees in the yard were bruised, the doors and windows had been repaired, the corners of the walls were piled with new trunk branches, even the stones of the pigsty wall had been re-built, and there were some leftover rubble piled up in the corners that had not had time to be moved.

When the two of them entered the house, they didn't have time to catch their breath, and the sour apricot limped to follow the courtyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he said loudly, "You two can go back, let's see what to do!" This time, the loss in the village is too great.

Mao Sheng hurriedly welcomed him into the room and asked him to sit down.

Xylophone asked anxiously, what's the matter, has our village been affected?

Sour apricot sighed a long sigh, and told the story of the wind raiding the village from beginning to end, and he said that the people who could move in the village went to their fields to harvest and replant, and I was unable to move, so I watched the scenery in the village, and saw you two back from a distance, so I hurriedly followed, so that you could have a mental preparation and plan for the villagers as soon as possible.

Xylophone couldn't sit still, she said, you two are chatting in the house! I have to go out for a look to see how serious the disaster is, so I ran out of the door in a panic.

When the tragic scene in the sky came into view, the xylophone was cold in his heart, and the enthusiasm and longing that had been brewing along the way suddenly came to naught, and there was only one thought in his mind, to quickly organize the villagers to produce and save themselves, which was the overriding central task, and it was an imminent thing that did not dare to delay at all.

She found Zhenfu who sighed, found Feng'er with a sad face, and met Maolin with a black bluff and a blue face, as well as the depressed village cadres and villagers who were busy saving themselves.