After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiaobai slept for two days and two nights, and after it woke up, it didn't wake up until August 17, and the rain was still as fierce as the Mid-Autumn Festival. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, during the day, the courtyard of the Zhuangzi is basically empty, and people are running into the field, and the rice can be harvested in a month, but it rains so heavily in a row, not only is it difficult to drain the water in the field, but for a long time, the head of the rice seedlings that began to be a little heavy because the ears are full of rice will also have the possibility of lodging because of the influence of the heavy rain. This rice is not really ripe enough, and there is no way to harvest it right now, which is really a headache.

The fields in Zhuangzi were better than other places because of the reservoir, but they quickly lost their advantage in the continuous rain, and the reservoir was soon full. Immediately afterwards, the water level of the river was also the same as that of the paddy fields, and in addition to the continuous diversion of water from the paddy fields, there was also water coming in from the upper reaches of the river, and at this time, not only could no longer accept the water from the paddy fields, but there was also a danger of backfilling.

At the end of August, that morning, after getting up and finding that the rain had stopped, Lukfook was not as worried about the rice fields under the mountain as everyone else, so he hurriedly followed out to check the water situation, and after more than an hour, Lukfook returned to Zhuangzi with a pale face: "The river has burst!" The water poured into the rice paddies, and the lower fields were flooded! It was almost at the foot of our Zhuangzi Mountain...... "They watched the river being swept open and the river rushing down, and very fast, and it seemed that there was still some distance, but in the blink of an eye they were behind them, and if they hadn't run fast enough, they might have been flooded by the water." Although the river became calm and not turbulent when it rushed into the low-lying area, the impact was still terrifying.

Song Chen had expected the river to burst, and he asked Liufu, "How many of those rafts have been pierced?" After the Mid-Autumn Festival, seeing that the situation was not good, Song Chen asked some of the laborers in Zhuangzi to go up the mountain in batches to raft back a number of arm-thick branches, and let them tie them into a raft, which was ready to be used at such a time. Although Baiyun Mountain occupies a mountain character, although it is a little ashamed compared to the real mountain to the north, but the terrain is still higher than the surrounding area, and their Zhuangzi is built on the top of the mountain, there is no worry about being flooded, but the rice fields around the foot of the mountain are all plains, if there is a real outbreak, all can not be avoided. At this time, the water will isolate Baiyun Mountain into an isolated island. At that time, if there were no means of transportation, no one would be able to leave except him and Su Miao. If you don't prepare in advance, you really have no choice but to cut down the fruit trees of Zhuangzi, but those fruit trees are not usually tall, and they can't be tied into a slightly larger raft, and they can't fight the rapids.

"Song Gongzi, you are really too prescient!" Although cutting down trees is only after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tough oil-soaked hemp ropes in Zhuangzi are as early as the first round of rain, Song Chen told him to go into the city and let people make them, and now they can be used when they are tied to the raft, "The raft has been tied six, and the remaining wood is estimated to be able to tie two more!" People have been arranged to continue to do this...... "The more than 500 acres of rice fields at the foot of their mountain have also been flooded, and there is no other way but to look at them, and now some people are idle."

"The raft is almost over, just leave seven or eight people to do it." Song Chen subconsciously made the action of clicking the table with his fingers in turn, "The other people are scattered, and the vegetable field has to be watched, and people can drag a few rafts to the vicinity of the foot of the mountain, maybe they can be used." ”

"Okay, I'll go and tell them!" Luofu hurriedly retreated. If you want to be nervous, many people in the Zhuangzi are even more nervous about the harvest in the field than him, because it is also related to their rations, isn't it?

Liufu asked people to carry three rafts to the waterline at the foot of the mountain as instructed, and soon, those people understood Song Chen's intentions.

Except for the rice paddies, there are many villages that are not on high ground. When the river burst its banks, all the farmland in the plains was submerged, and the villages were also flooded. The people of the village were caught off guard and rushed with their families to relatives who lived on high ground. This defection is equivalent to fleeing, in addition to the soft home, the most important thing is to bring all the food stored at home, otherwise, you will not be able to eat if you are soaked. Therefore, one or two families are all pushing wooden carts, and if the relatives live close to each other, it is good that the relatives come and take a few hands, and they can finally arrive before they are flooded. Those whose relatives live far away, or who have no relatives to turn to and plan to flee to the mountains first, are not so lucky and can only wade through the water.

Kuai Yong and the others had just moved the raft to the foot of the mountain, and it was still five or six feet away from the waterline, and as soon as they tied the rope to a tree, they saw a few people walking towards this side not far away. It was supposed to be a family, pushing the cart by two men and women who looked to be in their thirties, presumably husband and wife, and a teenager of about twelve or thirteen years old, holding the cart with three or four bags of marijuana and having difficulty moving in the water, helping to push it from time to time. Behind them was a girl of about ten years old, holding a boy of seven or eight years old in her hands, and a doll of three or four years old on her back. The parents who were pushing the cart in front always had to look back after every short walk, so that the three children behind them would follow closely and not accidentally fall into the rice field.

The water has soaked so that the rice seedlings are only a little pointy, and these people may be relatively familiar with this area, so they still follow the path in their memory step by step. On the one hand, they did this because the croppers cherished the grain and tried not to harm the rice seedlings that still had some hope, and on the other hand, because the road in the field was several feet higher than the rice field, and if you accidentally walked into the rice field, the grain on the cart would have to be soaked, and there was a lot of silt in the rice field, and if the wheels full of grain got stuck in it, I am afraid that it would not be able to pull it out. Only by walking on the road can they keep the food dry, and they can walk more easily. Because the water was almost under the girl's waist, if she fell into the field again, the doll on her back would be in danger, and the boy of seven or eight years old she was holding would also be in danger.

When the road reached the foot of their mountain, it was a fork, and to the right was the pipe to the city of Lily of the Valley, and to the left was the mountain where they used to hunt, and it was not known where they were going.

Kuai Yong and they had also escaped, and they were a little touched by the scene they saw in front of them, so without saying a word, they walked a short distance and helped push the cart: "This big brother, where are you going?" ”

The man seemed to have been walking in the water for a while, and he was feeling that his strength was overwhelmed, and he looked at Kuai Yong's young and strong young men coming forward, and he was subconsciously startled at first - if these people came to rob them of food, then their cart of life-saving food would not be able to be saved, but when he saw Kuai Yong and them one or two with upright eyebrows and a righteous face, he didn't look ill-intentioned, so he relaxed a little, and after thanking him, he pointed to the direction on the left: "We want to go to the mountain to avoid the water for a while......" Originally, they planned to go to Lily of the Valley City, but although the rain stopped, all the roads were flooded, and it was far away, and if they walked, they didn't know when they would go, and he was afraid that there would be people blocking the road and robbing them. After all, although food is not a problem at present, the rice fields have been flooded, and the next season's rations have not been settled at all, and it is inevitable that some people will have crooked thoughts. His family is too small to resist at all, so it is better to take advantage of the rain to stop and go to the mountains to find a cave or something, even if you can't find it, raft some wooden mats at a slightly higher place, make a wooden house next to a tree, and regenerate the fire to dry things, and live in it for a while. When the water recedes, it is convenient for them to go back and clean up the fields.

"Can there be people living on this mountain?" Kuai Yong looked at them, and was a little impulsive to take them back to Zhuangzi and beg Song Chen to take them in, but then he thought of what Liufu had instructed after they came out, and he said that if he saw someone in need, if he could help, he would try to avoid bringing people to Zhuangzi if he could, unless there was really no way. Because there are many people affected by the disaster, if it starts, then other people may not think of a way, but flock to Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi's capacity is limited, and there is no way to settle down everyone.

"There's always a way to figure it out." The man was very optimistic, wiped the sweat from his face, and continued to move on.

Seeing this, Kuai Yong didn't say anything more, he planned to send people over first, and then see if he couldn't survive on the mountain, and then find a way to tell Liufu, so he stopped: "We have a raft, if you don't bring things up, let's send you over?" This adult is better, but the water for such a small soak for so long is not good! "There's everything in this water, it's not clean.

"Is that okay?" The man was very surprised, he didn't have anything to do, but the water was dirty on the one hand, on the other hand, although the rain stopped, the sky was still cloudy, the water was very cold, he was afraid that his daughter-in-law and children would not be able to stand it, "Then thank you so much!" ”

Kuai Yong waved his hand, and the other person went to untie the raft and drag it to a place near the water, first pushed the cart up, then pulled the raft into the water, and then got on the people. The raft was about as wide as the road, and it was more than enough for them to sit down, and it would not press the rice fields on both sides, which was also fully considered by Song Chen. (To be continued.) )