Chapter Eighty-Six: The Flood Is Coming

She turned around and glanced at the whole village, which she had almost no memory of, and in a few years, a new village might be built again, but it was no longer the village it used to be.

And she is now, with her own eyes, to witness the changes of the entire village, as well as the passage of time under the sea and mulberry fields.

It turns out that sometimes it's really catastrophic.

On this day, Tang Yuxin and Tang Zhinian brothers were busy in the field, and at this time, most of the people were also in the ground, and suddenly there was a lightning flash and thunder on their heads.

Tang Zhinian hurriedly threw the hoe in his hand on the ground.

He hurriedly picked up Tang Yuxin and hid in the small house, and his heart was also up and down, almost uncomfortable with his throat blocked.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was almost pouring downward.

"Oh no!" I don't know who shouted, "It's flooding, run......"

Tang Zhinian's face turned pale, and he glanced at his younger brother.

"Brother, I'll go back and get the money," Tang Zhijun wiped the rain from his face, no, their hard-earned money is buried at home, why don't you take it, but you have to get the money back.

The money is their life, and he has to send Xiao Yuxin to learn the piano.

"Can't go," Tang Zhinian grabbed Tang Zhijun's younger brother, "You can earn money again, if your life is gone, there will be nothing, let's go quickly." ”

As he spoke, he took off his coat and put it on his daughter's body, and prepared to run up the mountain, and the people in the village were all running to the high ground on the mountain, and they didn't have time to bring anything at home, and most of them were empty-handed, holding their children.

Tang Zhinian glanced back at the village, his eyes were also red, and at this time, it was only a few minutes, and the flood had already poured into the village, and it could be seen that the village had gradually been surrounded by floods.

He turned his face and followed Tang Zhinian vigorously towards the mountain.

The old and the young in the village are probably here, all shivering from the cold, and then there are these life-threatening floods, there are the loud cries of children, and the whimpering voices of old people and women.

Fortunately, everyone counted the number of people, no one fell in the village, everyone escaped with their families, fortunately, they were all busy farming, and the families were all outside, even if they were not outside, when the flood came, they were able to run out.

The flood almost in the blink of an eye, it has already flooded the entire village, even the roofs of some people's houses are also flooded, and everyone is thinking about when the flood will recede, thinking about the little money stored in the family, thinking about the chickens, the sheep, and the food at home.

But this flood was all washed away, all gone.

The rain was still falling, Tang Zhinian was hiding under a big tree with Tang Yuxin, the leaves of the big tree were very thick, so that there was no rain, and he was the same as the people in the village at this time.

It's been a wasted year, and he wants to cry.

At this moment, a small hand rested on the back of his rough hand.

"Dad is fine," Tang Zhinian touched his daughter's little face, and then hugged his daughter tighter, also afraid that the rain would drench her.

The people of a village are all nested here, not eating or drinking.

Tang Yuxin touched her pocket, and then took out a piece of candy from her pocket, these are the sugars she bought at home during the Chinese New Year, she has never eaten them, all of them have been saved, she knows that there will be a flood recently, so she has a lot of them in her pocket.