"Don't worry, I will arrange you too, I heard that cats have nine lives, I don't know if you are too?"

"Meow ......"

Miao Miao tilted her head, and her four paws hugged her master's wrist tightly.

Suddenly, Shen Qingci heard the sound of thunder outside.

It's really raining.

She walked to the window and looked at the already overcast sky outside, the cyan sky was pressed down, and the distance was also hazy.

It was Pingyang, which was stable for about a season, and then with the autumn rain of this field, and the life changed in a trance.

Xunhe is a small flood a year, a big flood every three years, but no one dares to say, whether the small flood will become a big flood, whether it will wash away everything here again.

Half an hour later, almost all of them rained heavily, and it also splashed mud puddles one after another on the ground, and the sky in the distance was gloomy and gloomy, and the search for the river began to be unquiet again

Shen Qingci touched Miaomiao's little head, and then walked out.

She handed Miaomiao to Bai Mei.

"You help me look at it first."

"What about you, ma'am?"

Bai Mei hugged Miaomiao and asked Shen Qingci strangely, this cat has always been raised by the master, and the master treats this cat very well, and he is not pretending to be someone else's hand on weekdays.

This cat was raised by the owner himself, and it is also the closest owner.

"I'll go to find the river and have a look," Shen Qingci had already ordered someone to bring an oil-paper umbrella.

"But ma'am, this rain ......"

Bai Mei looked at the heavy rain outside, how can she travel with such a heavy rain?

"It's nothing," Shen Qingci shook his head, still the same sentence, her life is very big, and her life is also very hard, so she won't die so easily, if something really happens, then it can only be said that this is her life.

She stole her life, and she should have returned it to others.

The girl had already brought an oil-paper umbrella, and Shen Qingci also took it with one hand, and when she was about to leave, Miaomiao jumped out of Baimei's arms, and then ran over, always following behind Shen Qingci.

Wherever Shen Qing resigns, it goes.

He also raised his head from time to time, and he was also meowing.

Shen Qingci lowered his head, and when he saw its pair of black sky-blue eyes, he was really reluctant.

"Let's go, I'll take you," she bent down and picked up Miaomiao, as long as you didn't get your fur dirty.

"Meow ......"

Miaomiao licked her master's fingers, and she nestled in her master's arms, and a long tail was also wagging off.

When they arrived at the edge of the river, there were already a lot of people who had come to see the flood, and everyone was afraid, afraid that their homes would be built, and they would be swept away by the flood again.

It is not necessarily a small flood a year, nor a big flood in three years, in the past 100 years, the floods in Pingyang have not been without years, and the extraordinarily large floods in the next year have also made Pingyang, which has no good recuperation, and then suffered a heavy blow.

So everyone is also worried, they came here to see the river, as long as there is a slight mistake in the river, maybe they will have to move away again, or they may not come back in the future.

And how many of those who died, who knows?

Baimei was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and Shen Qingci was standing on the bank with Miaomiao, and at this time he saw that the Xunhe River was indeed big, but it was still flowing at the bottom of the river, and then the tributary river channel that was blown out also divided more than half of the river water, so it was the Xunhe River that tended to be stable for a while.

Of course, this stability is only the beginning, as for whether there will be more floods, then they can only wait.

"Let's go," Shen Qingci hugged Miaomiao and was about to leave, Miaomiao's fur was a little wet, but fortunately, it didn't move.

Song Yan couldn't help but glance at those floods again.

"I don't think the water is right."

Yes, it's very wrong, he actually came to Xunhe a few times, such a speed of water flow, exactly the same as a year ago, no, or even worse, their luck will not be so bad, just experienced a year of floods, and the result came again.

I just hope that Lord Shuo's water control method is effective, and I also hope that their efforts this year have not been in vain, if this flood is cured, then for Pingyang in the future, then it will be a joy that will make them excited.

There is no need to leave the homeland, no longer have to be separated from the wife, and you can live and work in peace and contentment like the villagers in other places, but how can you starve to death if you have hands and feet?

"I'll hug it," Bai Zhu stepped forward and also took the Miao Miao in Shen Qingci's arms.

This cat has grown up now, and it is also quite heavy, Shen Qingci is very thin, almost as soon as the wind blows, it is like it is about to fall, and she is worried that this cat will overwhelm her.

"Meow Meow ......"

Miaomiao was picked up from the arms of her master Xiangxiang when she was picked up, and she was not happy at all, not only twisting her little body indiscriminately, but also meowing.

Bai Zhu's temper is not good, especially for this animal, there is no patience at all, she suddenly lowered her face, that kind of murderous aura even Miao Miao felt it, she held Miao Miao in one hand, drew her sword with the other, and then slashed several times to the tree on the side, and also cut the tree beyond recognition.

"Meow ......"

Miao Miao obediently didn't dare to move this time, of course, this is a very eye-catching, but also very smart cat, from childhood to adulthood, is to know whose thighs to hold, of course, also knows, there are still many people in this world it can't mess with.

Especially this white bamboo.

"Give it to me."

Song Yan hurriedly took the cat from Bai Zhu's arms, and Bai Zhu was really angry for a while, what should I do if I threw the cat into Xunhe, this is not an ordinary cat, this is Shen Qingci's cat.

Although this is just a cat, but Shen Qingci takes it very seriously, and he has to take it with him on any occasion, if it is really thrown into the river, the husband and wife really want to hang themselves for a cat.

Miao Miaoyi left Baizhu, hurriedly used her four paws together, climbed onto Song Yan's shoulder, and also grabbed his clothes tightly, and her body was trembling.

Lord silver, save the cat.

There's a terrible silver here.

She's going to kill cats.

But its owner has long since gone away, and it doesn't want to stain its smooth and soft hair, and it doesn't know how much it loves its own hair, just like the wind.

No one can touch its hair, and no one can stain it.

Song Yan smiled bitterly, and could only walk back like this.

And Miaomiao has always stayed on his shoulder, and he doesn't let go of his claws when he dies, and of course he doesn't change his posture when he dies, but it makes Bai Zhu don't know how many times he has to stare at it along the way, as if he is also thinking about where to cut this cat for a while?