Zhang Chunmei followed, and said smartly: "It's still my father's house insurance, the house we live in, if we soak it for two days, it will become a mess!" Alas, when is this rain a head! ”

The main house of the Song family, the foundation and the lower half are made of stone, which is a half-stone and half-mud building. The four sons of the Song family got married one after another, and the family was in a difficult time, so they did everything they could to build a mud and straw house for them. It's not as strong as the main house!

Mrs. Wu lifted her eyelids, but she didn't go back, but said lightly: "When the family has money, I will build a stone and brick house for you!" ”

Song Sanshou glared at his daughter-in-law and said, "No! Buy land first, right? If the flash flood really breaks out, it is estimated that it will take two years for our family to grow crops on those lands, so let's go and see if we can buy fertile land near the town. Our family now has cattle, and we can plant them by buying a few more acres. ”

Song Sanshou is so worried, if there is a real flood, how can the cattle in the family be clean!

"Yes, yes, yes! Buy the land first! Buy more land! "If there is more land at home, they will be able to divide a few acres more in the future. Zhang Chunmei was thinking about the interests of the small family, and of course she would not disagree.

She is so calculating that even the blind don't even see it! Mrs. Wu said angrily: "Let's go back!" Don't sleep too hard these nights, be a little smart......"

Within a few days, that night, Song Ziran was woken up by the sheep bleating. She felt the house tremble slightly, and looked down at the kang - the water was coming up, and shoes, wooden stools, and woodwork in the house were floating everywhere.

"! The water is rising, wake up! Song Ziran was excited, turned over and shook Wu Pozi vigorously. Mrs. Wu and Old Man Song also woke up at this time.

Song Laohan picked up his floating shoes and put them on, went down to the ground, and found that the water was almost up to his knees. The rain was still pouring unrelentingly outside, and he opened the door to go out, but was stopped by Fuya: "Master, put on a raincoat and go out again." ”

"Listen to Fuya, put it on, don't get wet!" Mrs. Wu asked Fu Ya to take out some dry cakes and dried meat from the space, wrap them in three layers of oiled paper, and carry them on her back. put on a raincoat for Fu Ya again...... After thinking about it, she saddled the sheep and got a bag of grain and tied it to it.

Mrs. Wu put on her raincoat, hugged Fuya, and waded into the courtyard. The water in the courtyard was deeper, as deep as her thighs. She came to the fifth child's room first, Song Qingmo was studying in the house, and there were still some books, pen and ink at home, and Fuya had been given space a few days ago.

Mrs. Wu asked Fu Ya to put away the desk, bookshelves and some things that could be used in the house. At this time, the other four rooms were also wearing hats and hats, and stood in the courtyard with a little panic.

Song Laohan said to Simao: "You go to our nearest tree house, ring the bronze bell, and then come to the back mountain to meet us!" ”

The day before yesterday, the village chief had summoned the heads of households in the village to alert them to the floods. The bell is ringed to prevent some families from sleeping too hard and missing the best time to escape.

Song Simao handed the luggage on his back to his father and quickly climbed up the wall. Simao was a well-known Tao boy in the village when he was a child, and he learned martial arts with Zhao Changsheng for a few years, and his skills are even more flexible. However, he missed the heavy rain in the past few days, and the walls were soaked. After a few steps, the wall next door was trampled down, and Simao fell into the flood with an "ah" sound.

Song Dafu waded out of the water to see, Simao had already gotten up from the water and ran away. Not long after, the sound of a bronze bell sounded again over the entire Houshan Village. Then, the bronze bell was also rung in the other direction, and it was supposed that the villagers on the south side of the village had discovered the flood.

Houshan Village suddenly boiled. At this time, the rain is heavier, like a pour, like a dump, like a waterfall...... The torrent roared, like a herd of wild horses on the loose, pouring down from the mountain, unstoppable.

Hundreds of people in Houshan Village, carrying bags that had already been packed, holding young children, shouting, pushing, and crying...... They all looked for a way up the mountain and moved to higher ground.

The torrent approached fiercely, and the water gradually overflowed, licking people's waists. Some adults have to give up the luggage on their backs and carry their children and grandchildren on their shoulders. The old village chief stood on a big rock and shouted to the villagers: "Don't take care of things, take care of people first!" Run to the mountains, avoid the torrents and run to the mountains!! ”

Donglai hurriedly helped his father down and said, "Dad, the day before yesterday, you had broken up the benefits and crumples and told them about them, and you have done your best!" If they don't do it, we can't help it, let's go! I'll help you up the mountain. I just saw that the old Song family went to the northwest. Let's follow them, yes! ”

The whole family of the old Song family waded through the water, went out from the backyard, stepped on the mud soaked in the rain, and climbed down the back mountain step by step.

Song Ziran had already been picked up by Song Dafu at this time, carrying it on his shoulder, and his posture was like carrying a hemp bag.

Song, Sack, Ziran: ......

Xiao Shi was frightened and cried "wow", Song Ergui held him with one hand, supported Mrs. Wu with the other, and carried a big bamboo basket behind him, with a big iron pot in it.

Zhang Chunmei was the last to go up the mountain at the repeated urging of her son. At this time, the water in the yard had risen to the chest. She was lifted out of the water by her man and her eldest son, carrying a large bag in her hand and one behind her. I don't know what's inside, after soaking in water, it's dead.

Song Sanshou yelled at her angrily: "Didn't I tell you? Don't take anything worthless! Is life or something important? ”

Zhang Chunmei was already soaked, she gasped, shed tears, and yelled back: "Those in the house, I saved up little by little, and they are all my life!" Just as important!! By the way, what about chickens? What about the chickens in our backyard? ”

"When we woke up, the backyard was flooded, and who knows where the chickens had gone? Just passed by the chicken pen, and it was already empty! Song Sanshou was a little annoyed, he knew that before going to bed yesterday, he put the chicken in the cage and put it on the edge of the kang......

"Let's go! Don't make any noise, half of our family is a little pheasant, and they may fly up the mountain. With the big rooster 'General White' leading, the water recedes and maybe it will come back. "Others don't know, but Mrs. Wu knows what's going on. She would put those chickens in a cage every night and let Fu Ya put them away. Now they are all granddaughters, and they are much safer than them!

"Where's Simao? Why haven't you come back yet? Wang Yingmiao looked back as she climbed up. The flood in the village is turbulent, and if it rises again, it will be higher than people. Her second son is only twelve years old, and he is still a child!

Song Dafu helped her when she was about to slip and comforted: "Don't worry, Simao is clever!" ”