Chapter 251

"The car, the car was washed away and at least seven ......were destroyed," Wang Bantou stood beside He Jinghui and muttered with a palpitating look. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No one is missing, right? Are you sure everyone is out of danger? He Jinghui looked at the branches, weeds, broken trees and other debris mixed in the turbid flood, frowned, and took a few steps back, and then asked Xu Yousan, who had just arrived at his side.

"Yanei, I've counted it twice, and I'm sure that no one is missing, all alive, and we're all alive." Xu Yousan gasped, ignoring the pouring rain that drenched his whole body, and after wiping his face vigorously, he shouted loudly in that crying voice.

"It's good to be alive, as for things, it's just after the body, as long as people are alive, there is hope." He Jinghui glanced at Xu Yousan deeply, raised his hand and patted his shoulder and said solemnly.

Xu Yousan tugged at the corners of his mouth and nodded. "Yes, as long as people are still alive......"

"Yanei, Yanei ......" In the distance, there was a faint anxious call, He Jinghui turned his head a little stunned, and saw Zhao Bantou leading the mount, separating the crowd, and was anxiously shouting loudly.

Seeing Zhao Bantou, He Jinghui couldn't help but stop beating in his heart. "Zhao Bantou, I'm here, what's wrong with my father?!" He Jinghui could no longer care about maintaining the image of a wise and martial artist, and rushed in the direction of Zhao Bantou, shouting loudly.

"Are you okay? Great, the big lord is okay, the big man and we just left the embankment, the embankment actually collapsed behind us, the little one was ordered by the big lord, rushed over to see if you were okay in the ya, the little one was ordered by the big lord. After Zhao Bantou saw He Jinghui, he breathed a sigh of great joy, wiped the rain on his face and shouted loudly.

I had to be loud at the moment, because the sound of the rain and the waves of the flood was really deafening.

He Jinghui couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity, and his eyes swept over the people on the gentle slope, all of them were drenched and stunned.

He shook his head helplessly, and then said to Zhao Bantou. "Don't worry about me for now, hurry up and find more errands to help, arrange these people in Xu Town, don't make any trouble."

"The little one obeys the order, so go over and call the brothers to help, Brother Wang, you take a good look at the Yanei here, don't have any accidents."

Zhao Bantou left in a hurry, but the people present gradually came back to their senses, some of them howled and cried, and some of them beat their chests and feet.

The flood engulfed not only their fields, but also their unharvested crops, their houses and homes for unknown years.

They have become a group of homeless victims. The cries of children, the noise of young people, and the long sighs of old people are mixed together.

Several elders of the Xu Clan looked at each other, and everyone's expressions looked so bitter and helpless.

"What should Uncle Seven do now? Our homes have been destroyed by the floods. A Xu clan elder had a mournful face, looking at the seventh uncle with a sad face.

"Ruined...... It's all gone, there's nothing left. Another sect elder burst into tears, at this time, the heavy rain had gradually stopped, and I don't know if the rain was stopped by the raging flood.

The rain gradually stopped, but less than half of the buildings in Xuzhen, where many houses should have been standing, were now able to stand tenaciously in the flood.

"Hugh is talking nonsense, what do you mean that there is nothing?" The seventh uncle wiped the tears on his face, glared at the sect elder viciously, and raised his hand to the soulless people of Xu Zhen behind him.

"As long as there are people, even if there is no money, land, or houses, what if there is nothing?"

"Uncle Seventh is right, as long as the people of our Xu Town are still there."

"Yes, Uncle Ke, the family is gone, and this year's harvest is all gone, it's not clear when this flood will be returned, and more importantly, how can we survive......"

These words couldn't help but make the seventh uncle speechless, and also made He Jingxuan's heart sink. Yes, although Xu Zhen is not big, it is not small, with more than 200 households and more than 1,000 people homeless.

This is no small matter, and the only thing that is fortunate is that not a single person died in the face of such a turbulent flood, which is absolutely miraculous.

It's just that more than 1,000 people's homes, fields, and houses have been destroyed, and it is definitely a long-term and arduous task to recover.

The important thing is how to stabilize the mood of these more than 1,000 ordinary people, which is the biggest problem. He Jinghui thinks about it with his toes at the moment, and he can imagine how hard and depressed his father will be when he thinks about this problem.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ......" Just as He Jinghui was pondering, he saw all the elders of the Xu clan coming one after another, and then bowed deeply to He Jinghui in a neat manner.

"If it weren't for the insistence of the Yanai, we would have a chance to escape, and the grace of saving my life would dare to forget each other......"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, you better think about how to deal with those people in your clan." He Jinghui didn't have the slightest joy on his face, but after a faint glance at these people, he turned around and left.

A group of soaking wet, shivering in the cold rain after the heavy rain, were like a group of quails after the autumn at the moment.

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The sky gradually darkened, and He Jinghui also came to the city. Those new refugees to the city have arranged their own money in the inn these days.

Because of the appeasement of a happy event, the mood of the people is very stable. And at this time, the patriarch of the Xu clan finally came to his senses.

He Jinghui finally met the patriarch of the Xu clan who would rather die than give in and be stubborn to death in a room. When He Jinghui strode into the room, the old patriarch had already fallen to the ground with a look of shame and chagrin.

He Jinghui smiled faintly and looked at the patriarch. "Why does the patriarch bow down so much?"

"Old and ignorant, he cares for his own selfishness, and almost puts the women and children of the clan to death." The patriarch said with a look of shame.

"You should bow down to your ancestors and your clan relatives, not below." He Jinghui went to find a chair and sat down, and said indifferently.

Xu Ping, the seventh uncle who accompanied He Jinghui inside, couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, glanced at his second brother, and then at He Jinghui, and was about to speak.

He Jinghui spoke first, interrupting Xu Ping's speech. "Patriarch Xu, if you have any ideas, just say it."

"He Yanei, now my Xu family's ancestral land is completely destroyed and my home is shattered. How should this be, please inform the prefectural magistrate in the yamani. Save my Xu clan from more than 1,000 people. Xu Patriarch Xu Xuan said while crying.

looked at this tearful and painful team leader Xu. He Jinghui also had some concern in his heart. The Xu clan has more than 200 households with a population of nearly 1,000. Now that the homeland has been destroyed, the only thing to be thankful for is that people are still alive.

But the problem is that now the flood has swallowed up the entire Xu clan's ancestral land. If you want to go back, I'm afraid you will have to wait a long time to rebuild your home.

The important thing is that the Xuzhen embankment has been destroyed, and the construction of the Xuzhen embankment was ordered by the governor of Jiangnan, gathering the strength of thousands of people, costing more than 20,000 yuan in silver, and taking nearly half a year.

Please flood widespread, the damage is unknown. At such a time, not to mention He Jingxuan's father, he can't deal with it, even if he is the governor of Jiangnan, he can only have a black eye.

He Jinghui thought about it for a while and said slowly. "I'll wait until the flood waters recede, and now I ask you to live in peace at the inn. In addition, you should also think carefully about what to do, it is impossible to rely on the government alone. ”

At least He Jinghui himself doesn't believe that the government can restore the homes of these people surnamed Xu to their original appearance, if the government can really do that, why is there chaos after every catastrophe in ancient times?

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for He Jinghui to turn against these brainless Xu clan elders and patriarchs now, after all, they still need their prestige to restrain the more than 1,000 people of Xu Town.

Xu Xuan slammed towards He Jingxuan and said tremblingly. "What the Yanai said is that the old decay and others will definitely sum it up, but please also ask the Yanai to see it for the sake of Guo Qianlishu......"