In the second year, the wheat turned golden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The farmers of the info Fangshengba looked at the wheat harvest in sight, and their faces showed joy.

Seeing that the wheat harvest was about to be made, unexpectedly, after three days of heavy rain, the water of the Tuojiang River rose sharply, and the surging flood water poured straight to the dam. It was still raining in the sky, and the captain of the old pimple ran to the yellow fruit tree in his cloak and ringed the steel pipe bell again. The people who hadn't heard the bell for a long time rushed to the dam.

"Members. The flood is coming fiercely, and it has already reached the dam! Everyone go and harvest their wheat!" the old pimple shouted loudly, then he picked up his sickle, flattened his shoulder, and took the lead and ran to the dam.

Mangwa only wore a straw hat on her head, and ran with the cigarette stick in her hand, and when she saw that everyone was going to harvest wheat, she turned around and ran to get a sickle at home, and ran into two beautiful women, Cuihua and Chunhua.

"Brother Mangwa. Let's go and cut the wheat!!'ll be flooded to the dam in a minute!," Chunhua said with some flattery. "I, I'm going back to get the sickle!" Mangwa only glanced at her, and was about to turn to leave, Cuihua said, "Brother Mangwa." I've got a handful here, I'll help you cut it!" She and Fat Dun sowed their wheat late, and the wheat had just been filled, and it was still green and fluttering in the wind and rain.

Chunhua was very unhappy when she heard this, and said, "Our family has a lot of labor, and I will also help you cut it." Mangwa didn't make a sound, so she took the sickle in Cuihua's hand, and turned around with Cuihua to walk towards the river.

Chunhua was just about to follow when she saw the little landlord coming over with a large bundle of wheat on his back. "Sister Chunhua. This is your wheat, go to the river, your mother and old man are there!" said the little landlord.

"Who wants you to help me cut it!" Chunhua angrily complained to the little landlord and walked towards the river. The little landlord looked at her back, and said with a smile, "The fortune teller said, you and I will be a family sooner or later!"

The Tuojiang River turned into a ferocious beast, and the flood water overflowed its banks and rushed straight into the wheat fields. A large area of golden wheat has been flooded, and many people are soaking in the floodwater, nervously scrambling to harvest the wheat.

Mangwa ran to the river, looked at the fierce flood, and then saw her wheat swaying in the flood, and then rushed into the water and walked to the riverbank. Cuihua shouted behind him, "Brother Mangwa." Don't go over!"

"Don't come down, just wait for me on the dry hill!" Mangwa said, looking back. Chunhua also ran over, glanced at Cuihua's frightened face, and without saying a word, pulled the corners of her pants to her thighs, picked up a big backpack and walked into the flood, chasing after Mangwa.

"You, what are you doing here?" asked Mangwa. He was already standing on the shore and the flood had flooded his lower body. "These wheat are your family's rations for half a year, you cut it quickly. I'll carry it to the dry hill!"

Mangwa didn't bring a back basket, and he didn't know where to put the wheat he cut in his hand, but he was very grateful to Chunhua in his heart, so he put the wheat in her back. But before they could cut their backs, the flood water reached their chests.

"Oops! I'm stuck in the mud, and I can't pull up the pole!" Chunhua shouted in some panic. The cuihua on the gankan also shouted, "Brother Mangwa." It's too dangerous!

Aunt Jin shouted in the distance, "Oh no, Captain Gou has been swept away by the flood!" Many people heard the shout, and they all looked at the river, only to see a human head floating downstream on the rushing water.

"Captain Gou!" shouted many people. Mangwa wanted to swim over to save him, but Chunhua pulled him and said, "It's too late! Let's go ashore!"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind blew away the straw hats on both of their heads. Mangwa went to pull Chunhua's hand and wanted to return to Gankan. But Chunhua's feet were stuck in the muddy water, and he pulled hard a few times without pulling her, "Don't memorize it." As he spoke, he untied the shackles from Chunhua's back, and then hugged her waist and walked up the ridge.

Chunhua also hugged Mangwa's shoulders tightly, and the feeling in her heart made two blush of excitement appear on her face.

Mangwa helped her to the shore, and she didn't let go of her hand yet. This made Cuihua very unhappy, "Look! there's someone in the river!" she cried out in horror.

Chunhua pulled out of Mangwa's arms, and the two looked at the river, and saw that there was a floating roof in the flood, and several people were standing in panic and shouting for help. Mangwa wanted to save it, but Chunhua pulled him and said, "The flood is too fierce to swim over at all!"

Mangwa sighed and said, "Alas, I don't know what Captain Gou's life and death will be!" "Oh no! it's Hong Feng here!" he shouted, so he pulled Chunhua with one hand and Cuihua with the other, and ran back in a panic.

The three of them had just run onto the road, and when they turned around, they saw that the entire Pingba had turned into an ocean. "Oh! it's dangerous!" said Cuihua, who turned pale with fright. Chunhua looked at Mangwa's rain-soaked face and said, "I don't know, did anyone else escape?"

The peasants who ran out of the wheat fields were standing next to them, and Aunt Jin came over drenched and asked, "Is there anyone else in the field?" Chunhua said: "It seems that only Captain Gou is gone." ”

Aunt Jin exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my God, I shouldn't be drowned!" Everyone was panicking and worried about the captain of the old pimple, and Lai Xili, the secretary of the brigade, took a few cadres and ran to shout with a gong, "Don't stand on the road, hurry up and go home and move things!" The flood will soon flood the village!"

And they hurried to their homes. Mangwa didn't leave, and the two girls around her went back to grab the family's things. He looked at the flooded wheat field and muttered, "Damn." Half a year's rations are just like that!"

"Reckless. Where's your Captain Gou?" asked the brigade secretary beside him. "Ahh He's been swept away by the flood! I'm afraid he's dead!" said Mangwa. Lai Xili waved the gong in his hand and said, "That turtle son has a good water nature, he can't drown him! Don't stand here, go home and move things!" After speaking, he struck the gong again and ran towards the village above.

When it was dark, the village was flooded, and the villagers were relocated to the slopes of Ao Mountain. The rain stopped, but the wind blew hard, and looking down from the hillside, the surging flood washed over the houses in the village, many of which collapsed in the floodwater, and the roofs were swept up by the waves, slowly drifting downstream.

"Oh yes, what are you going to do here? The wheat was flooded, the houses were toppled, and all that was snatched out were rags and quilts. What the days to come!" Aunt Jin and many other women cried out in a bad voice.

"Old Gouye, you are so dead that you don't even have a corpse! Why should we send you a funeral! Mom!" Captain Gou's relatives cried sadly on the hillside.

Huang Chunhua listened, and said to Aunt Jin with a very serious face, "Now that Captain Gou is gone, someone should lead everyone at this time to survive the disaster in front of you!"

Aunt Jin's heart was sour, and she said with tears in her eyes, "If you have any ideas, I'll arrange it for everyone." Wait for the cadres of the brigade to decide on the new captain. ”

Chunhua looked at the people in front of her, walked up to Mangwa, and whispered, "You come to act as the captain, arrange it for everyone, and get through the current predicament!"

Mangwa was squatting and smoking a leaf cigarette, he only grabbed out a quilt cover, and everything else was submerged in the flood, as well as the cigarette root in his hand and the embroidered tobacco pouch on the cigarette root. "Captain Gou won't die. He didn't look up.

Huang Chunhua squatted down and said, "This is a good opportunity, you have to perform well." After speaking, she stood up and said loudly, "Now that Captain Gou's life and death are unknown, Chen Damang will temporarily take his place!"

The people of the Huang family were about to object, when a voice sounded on the dark hillside, startling the frightened people. "Which one said I wasn't there?" was Captain Pimple.

He was covered in mud and water, and his pimpled face became even more vicious and terrible in the dusk of the night. "Oh, Captain Gou's ghost is back!" cried out the little landlord and a number of other people in fright.

"Your ancestor's ghost has just returned!!" The old pimple captain scolded at the little landlord, and when he saw the mangwa smoking a leaf cigarette, he went over and snatched it and took a quick sip on the mud-stained mouth. "What are you doing looking at Lao Tzu, let's find something to build a shed, it's going to get dark!" he yelled at the people who were staring at him blankly.

Huang Chunhua stood on top of a big stone, waved the red quotation book in her hand, and said angrily, "Comrades members. In the current catastrophe situation, we, the party members and league members, must hold our chests high, rush to the forefront of the masses, and overcome difficulties and overcome difficulties......"

There she was spitting her mouth, but there was only the tired and dozing old pimple captain by her side. Everyone else went to the shed where they were busy setting up the night.