Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Rain Stops

There is no accusation, no complaining, no sitting still, everyone is doing everything they can to actively save themselves and defend their homeland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a scene, Sichuan pepper has not never seen or heard, but has never experienced it personally.

And only by experiencing it can we know how small a person is, how great he is.

And although she doesn't have a property, she can't demolish the house. I don't have the strength, and I can't go to the streets like my brothers to help people carry bricks and materials. Can't even help with household chores like my sisters. I can't do anything, but I can keep an eye on my brothers and sisters.

It is inevitable to supervise what they eat, and in addition to this, it is necessary to watch them not rub their eyes, to watch them wash their hands frequently, and to wash their feet frequently......

This has happened many times since the culvert in the patio for drainage began to rumble and then slowly seeped back.

The small-scale waterlogging is not due to the fact that the culverts and open channels are not very smooth. In fact, every day in the town, special personnel will be specially arranged to check the culverts in the town, and every household is also very conscious, and will not let anything other than water flow into the culverts. If the ditch is blocked, then the earth should not be called spiritual. But even so, all the waterways around Chongtang have overflowed, and the rainwater in the town has nowhere to drain and no place to seep.

Fortunately, so far, although the torrential rain has not stopped, Da Chongtang Town is unusually strong, and there has never been too large-scale accumulation of water. The lowest areas have no more than an inch of water, and some of the higher areas have not been waterlogged.

The small courtyard rented by the Qin family is considered to be on high ground, and there is basically no stagnant water. But as a result, several cousins had red spots or pimples on their feet.

Sichuan pepper knows that this is a normal phenomenon. How can you not have skin diseases when you come and go in the water in the rain every day, and you can't say that such symptoms are quite mild. Brothers are not the same thing, but Sichuan Jiao can't sit idly by.

Although she had no way, she was able to tell her grandmother, aunt and others. The grandmother was extremely alert, and immediately found salty salt and alum stone to wash their hands, feet and limbs, and the pain made them die and live, but in the end it suppressed the spread of eczema and even ulceration.

Sichuan pepper is still not at ease, staring at them from time to time to wash their feet and wipe their feet, and they can't take care of themselves outside, but they must stay dry when they get home.

They had no choice but to secretly pinch her ears and call her "little housekeeper".

Sichuan pepper only begs them not to fall into the root of the disease and not to have an epidemic, even if it is eczema, it is difficult to cure.

But it was the flood that was even more difficult to cure.

I heard my brothers say that two dikes have been built along the water, one main dike and one sub-wei, both of which are being built higher and higher. Not only that, the inspection department also led people to cut down a number of mature trees in the town and dragged them to the embankment, relying on manpower to drive piles to fix the embankment.

Countless houses in the town have been demolished, and some of the beams and pillars have been removed and sent to the embankment, and every day groups of half-grown children take to the streets to help transport bricks. In order to make way for the embankment, even the best restaurants on the waterfront have been demolished.

But the torrential rain continued, but the flood would not subside no matter what.

The two sides are facing each other like this, to know which side will win and which side will be hard, but it depends on when the sick God will be cured.

Day after day, this torrential rain has been falling for eleven days in a row, not only has it not stopped at all, but it is even more stuffy and stuffy.

Many grandmothers and mothers in the town began to worship Lei Gong and Dianmu again, and they looked forward to the sudden thunder and flash, if they were gracious, they could break the rain clouds in the sky.

The children of the family have gone from believing that the levees can withstand the flood to now rehearsing how to deal with the flood when it comes.

This said that he had the strength to put up everything in the house and prevent them from being washed away. The one said he would block the gate of the courtyard to keep the flood water out. There are rebuttals, saying that the flood cannot be stopped, but he will open the culvert to ensure that the patio will not accumulate water.

The sixth brother seemed to remember something, and frowned: "It's better to block than to be sparse, so why build a dam!" ”

The little ones all looked at each other, but they were confused.

Xiangye couldn't understand the words of the sixth cousin, so she blinked, but frowned: "The water is cold!" ”

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, no one paid attention to what he said twice, so he pulled the peppercorns, nodded his little head and told her word by word: "The water is too cold!" ”

Hua Jiao was stunned, and it took two turns to understand what she said, but she echoed her seriously: "It's too cold!" ”

It's too cold indeed.

According to the season, Bailu has not yet arrived after the autumn equinox, the lunar calendar is only August, and some years are still the season when the autumn tiger is raging, but this time you have to wear a jacket. Sometimes in the morning and evening, when the rain pours, the wind and rain are raging, and the jacket can't withstand the biting cold, so it's time to change into a jacket.

If there is a flood in such weather, not to mention the others, the hardships will be exhausted.

The fifth cousin sitting next to Huajiao floated through the ears of Huajiao and his sister, and hurriedly comforted the two: "It's okay, when the flood comes, I will put you on the roof, and you won't be able to wade through the flood." ”

The fifth cousin didn't joke with his sisters, he did think that this method was feasible. Even I have thought that the two youngest sisters will not go to the room, so what should I do?

But when he heard that he was going to the roof, Xiangye's face turned white. His mouth was deflated, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

The fifth cousin said "oops", looked at Xiangye and said helplessly: "What's wrong with you?" I didn't bully you! ”

Hua Jiao knew that she had always been a little timid, so she hurriedly took her hand and said to her fifth cousin: "I'm going too!" He shook his little hand again: "I'm with the fourth sister!" ”

Xiangye clenched the little hand of the pepper, fanned under the long eyelashes, rolled down two teardrops, sniffed his nose, but did not cry.

The fifth cousin breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and pinched Xiangye's cheek, pinched the pepper's ear, and pulled the hook with her.

Hua Jiao looked at the thumbs pressed together by the fifth cousin and couldn't cry or laugh, but in his heart he was praying that this promise would not be fulfilled again.

And this day is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, there are no moon cakes, no moon, and there is not even a reunion.

The men of the family still stick to the embankment, there are no incense, candles and fruits, the women can only offer water, and make a wish to the sky to the moon obscured by dark clouds.

What everyone didn't expect was that in the middle of the night, the rain gradually decreased. In the early morning, the torrential rain completely stopped, and there were two minutes of rain overnight.

From this day on, the women of Chongtang Town began to worship the moon in unison. Although there are no pure fruits and flowers to worship, they all have a pious heart, and the promises they make are even more incomprehensible. Not only women, but also the tradition of "men do not worship the moon" was also broken in private, and the men on the embankment also began to pray to the heavens.

Hua Jiao looked at the ladies who prayed sincerely under the eaves, although they didn't believe this, but they also understood in their hearts. It's like a person who has fallen into the water and grabs a straw, even if he knows that this straw is useless, he will firmly grasp it in his hand, not to mention that this straw is still "manifested".

Another day passed, and although the flood waters did not recede, they did not rise again.

That's a blessing.

It's been twelve days, and except for the first day, this is the first day after the rain that the water has not risen.

The men on the embankment looked at the muddy water of the soup that was left between the heavens and the earth in front of them, and they couldn't help but wet their eyes and rejoice. The entire Chongtang Town has rekindled its fighting spirit.

The autumn rain continued for another two days, but the flood waters continued to rise slowly after a one-day shutdown.

The days were like years, and on the fifteenth day when the rain did not stop, the drizzle suddenly stopped.

ps: Sisters, if you think "Farmhouse" can barely be seen, it's okay to collect it with your fingers, please~