Jiang Shi had already been woken up by the thunder, hurriedly got up, cleaned up the long and wide stool in the room, and then took out a mattress from the cabinet and spread it on it, so that Yun Ji could sleep on the wide stool.

Yun Ji is no longer a five-year-old child, he is seven years old, and he can't sleep with people casually.

"Ah Qing, is it going to rain heavily? It's finally going to rain. Jiang said happily.

"Mother, let's worry about the things in this house."

Li Qing glanced back at the furnishings in the bamboo house.

"Yes, pack up and move to my house." Jiang's house has stone walls and a tile roof, and its ability to resist explosion and rain is naturally much stronger.

They lit an oil lamp in the wind, lit several lamps in a row, covered them with a hood, and the two began to pack their things.

Yun Ji couldn't sleep because of this movement, and after asking the reason, he also helped clean up.

"Books, very important, put them all in this box, as well as the few words I wrote, put them in together, and put them all in with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." Li Qing emptied a box for books.

In the Jiang family, nothing is as important as the two-slot books on this shelf. So the first thing the three of them packed up was the books.

Then, he began to pack his clothes and the money hidden in the dark compartment. The silver ticket and the book were put together, some were put in the silver two Jiang's purse, some were put in Li Qing's sleeve, and the rest were put in the box.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and Li Qing wished that the wind would blow all the time, and if it rained immediately, there would be no time to clean up these things.

Finally, the futon was carried into Jiang's stone house, and the next one was placed next to the loom.

Finally cleaned up, the three of them slept peacefully, Li Qing and Jiang Shi squeezed into a bed, and Yun Ji slept on a wide stool alone.

It was so hot that I sweated, and in the second half of the night, I finally fell asleep accompanied by the sound of thunder and wind.

Sure enough, the sky seemed to be leaking, and he began to burst into tears. The rain continued for a day and two nights, and it never stopped, nor did it lessen.

"Mother, this rain is really annoying, it doesn't rain when it should be, and it doesn't stop when it shouldn't."

Yun Ji sat under the eaves, looking at the rain outside, which made people look down on the scenery outside, and could only distinguish some colors in a daze.

"I'm afraid ......" Li Qing looked at Jiang, who gave her a reassuring look. I know what you're worried about, isn't there now? Maybe tomorrow it will stop. Listening to Jiang's words, Li Qing looked into the distance again.

The bamboo house is really leaking. At first, it was fine, but after a day of carrying it, the thatch couldn't hold up and began to leak. Fortunately, things have basically been moved out, just some large objects, like wardrobes or something, that can't be moved, and there is no place to put them.

"Someone's coming."

Li Qing saw something moving in the rain curtain, and after looking closely, he realized that it was a person wearing a robe and a hat.

"Jiang family, is there anyone?" Before he got closer, the man began to shout, and listening to this voice, it seemed to be the village chief Jiang Kui.

The sound was diluted a lot by the rain, and it was originally very loud, but when it reached the ears of the Jiang family, it could barely be heard clearly.

"Yes, someone!" Jiang replied.

"Jiang, this rain is too heavy, one person from your family will dig a gap in the field, so as not to flood the mulberry field, and the mulberry leaves will not be harvested, pay attention to safety, I will go to the next house." Jiang Kui finished shouting, and then went to Wang's house.

"Aqing, I'll go to the field to take a look, you take Yun and Hao at home." After that, Jiang went to the house to get the clothes and hats.

"Mother, I'll go, you're at home." Li Qing took the robe that Jiang was about to put on his body and draped it on himself.

"How can this work, what if something happens?" Jiang is about to take away the robe.

"Mother, don't forget that I am stronger than you, and I also teach clouds and martial arts, how can this matter be difficult for me?" Li Qing fastened the hat to his head, tied the rope, and picked up the hoe by the wall. "Mother, rest quickly, Yun Ji grabbed grandma."

Yun Ji hesitated, but still chose to listen to Li Qing's words, he only hated himself now that his arms and legs were too small to help! Anxious and angry.

"Wait until I get back." Li Qing spoke, carrying a hoe, and went into the rain without looking back.

The rain rushed down as if it was dying, and it took Li Qing a while to get used to it before he was able to withstand the sound of the rain on the hat safely.

One foot deep and one foot shallow, Li Qing went through a lot of twists and turns before arriving in Sangtian. On the way, I met several people dressed like her, most of them men, few women.

I didn't have time to speak, so I carried my hoe and drilled into my field.

Li Qing used her strength to infinitely buff, and dug two gaps in the ridge in three or two clicks. On weekdays, there are ditches dug under the ridges and the land to store water, and now there is no need to store water, but to open a ditch to release water.

The Jiang family's rice field is not far from the Guanyue River, and Li Qing decided to open a few openings in this field.

Li Qing walked barefoot to the side of the Guanyue River and found that the river was almost level with the riverbank, and there was a tendency to rise, and the water was turbulent, and the river was yellow-red.

A flood suddenly swooped upstream, and Li Qing hurriedly moved a few feet away, almost being hit by the water.

"Hong Feng...... Mountain torrents...... Flood ......" A few words quickly flashed in Li Qing's heart. "Not good! The flood is coming. Looking at the higher and higher water level, Li Qing dug a gap with a few hoes and began to run back.

She didn't run straight home, but went to the village, where she didn't usually go, shouting, "The flood is coming, the flood is coming!" Pack your things and go to the mountains, quick!"

"Pack your things and go to the mountains, the flood is coming."

Li Qing couldn't care about the bleeding wound on his foot that was scratched by thorns. She didn't want the people in the village to die, even if they weren't very friendly to the Jiang family on weekdays.

"What flood is coming?" An old man poked his head out of the door.

If it were a normal day, he would definitely not believe it, but today is different, the rainstorm has been falling for so long, and the house is leaking repeatedly, so it's no wonder that the flood doesn't come.

"Wife, load the food quickly, call your son and daughter-in-law, hurry up."

Li Qing ran and shouted all the way, and his voice was almost hoarse until he ran the whole village. By the time she came back, the fields outside had turned yellow.

She ran into the courtyard of the Wang family, and the men of the Wang family were there, and she just needed to give them a wake-up call.

Wang Zhongjie, the patriarch of the Wang family, looked outside, and immediately asked Li Qing to hurry home and pack his things and escape. Li Qing didn't say much, turned around and ran home.

"Mother, the flood is coming?"

"Ah Qing, the flood is coming?"

Jiang Shi and Yun had heard Li Qing's shouts early on, because Li Qing had not returned, and it was impossible for them to go up the mountain alone, so they could only rush around at home.