Li Erlin thought that it would rain a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky above his head, and God was pouring water behind the entrance of the cave.

It was the first time in his thirty years of life that he had seen such a heavy rain, which cast a haze on his face.

"I'll come, you go and wipe your sweat, don't catch a cold."

The rain was heavy and the sky was very dark, so Li Erlin had to temporarily suppress the thought of going out to have a look, and came to the thatched shed to replace Li Ping'an.

He was strong and strong, and he hummed and pushed the stone mill like a donkey.

Li Ping'an raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and sideburns with his sleeve, and looked at his father in the candlelight, "Dad, you're up, it's time to be right now, right?" ”

An hour has two hours, with the first hour being the beginning and the next hour being positive. Yin Shizheng, that is, from four o'clock to five o'clock in the morning, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, normally Li Erlin is getting up at about four o'clock, and the thunder can't move, which is more reliable than the crowing of the roosters raised at home.

Li Ping'an hasn't heard a rooster in the backyard crow since he woke up today.

Hearing the urgency in his eldest son's tone, Li Erlin glanced over, "Your mother called me up, and it must not have reached the end of the day." ”

Li Ping'an smiled weakly, of course he knew why his mother called his father up, or he would still be a little donkey.

"I'm going to help my mother in the kitchen, and let my mother go back to the room to accompany my little sister." Li Ping'an patted his ass and left, and found the mother who was burning the fire at the stove in the kitchen, "Mother, I'll come, you go back to the room and look at the little sister, I heard her cry a lot just now, and I must have been scared." ”

Small children are prone to nightmares when frightened, and they may also have a fever. This is not a matter that can be ignored, so Chen Dajuan gave up her position to Li Ping'an, wiped her hands on her clothes and walked out.

"Wash your hands, mother, you wash your hands before you go!" Li Ping'an shouted.

"It's just you!" Chen Dajuan turned back, scooped water out of the water tank, flushed his hands, and then walked out again.

Time passed slowly, the sky finally brightened slightly, and the rooster in the backyard finally crowed for the first time, but the rain did not weaken at all, which made Li Ping'an's heart a little heavier.

Li Erlin came to the kitchen with a bucket of soy milk, Li Ping'an hurriedly picked up the bowl on the stove, and said with a hippie smile: "Dad has worked hard, I have dried water for you." ”

Li Erlin took the bowl and drank it all before saying: "Let your mother make the tofu, you clean up and go out with me, I'll go and shout Fugui and look at Ruyi." ”

After saying that, he walked away, leaving Li Ping'an in the kitchen, he brought a wooden basin and poured a small half pot of soy milk into it. These soy milks are only brought to the kitchen after the dregs have been removed.

After a while, Chen Dajuan came to the kitchen, Li Ping'an pointed to the wooden basin, "Mother, you boil this small half pot of soy milk for your younger brothers and sisters to drink, and then mix a bowl of tofu for them, and then make tofu for the rest." ”

"Okay, I know, you go out, be careful on the road."

Li Ping'an nodded, returned to the hall and went to his father's room to take a look, the eight-year-old Fugui sat on the edge of the bed with his back against the wall, his head little by little, obviously not waking up, and was pulled up by his father.

There are two babies sleeping on the bed, one is the little sister Ruyi, and the other is Xinglong, who is only three years old, Xinglong slept with them last night, and it should be that the father hugged him when he got up when he called Fugui.

There is also a room in the mother's room, there is a small bed in it, Li Ping'an's five-year-old eldest sister Li Jixiang If she doesn't want to sleep with her father, she will run to the room to sleep in the small bed. Now I don't see auspiciousness in my father's bed, needless to say, I must have slept in the small bed last night.

Li Ping'an went to the inner room to take a look, and sure enough, he saw Jixiang sleeping diagonally on the small bed. This girl is very dishonest when she sleeps, not only kicking the quilt, but also waking up at the end of the bed at night, and at the beginning she sleeps in the cot I don't know how many times she fell to the ground on the bed.

Tucked the quilt for Jixiang, Li Ping'an came out of the room, and saw that Fugui was still like that, so he went over and pushed him, "If you are really sleepy, sleep on the bed." ”

Fugui didn't raise his head, and said in a daze: "Dad let me be optimistic about my little brother and sister." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, lie down and sleep!" Li Ping'an slapped Fugui's head, and then saw Fugui's upper body fall on the bed, his legs hanging down from the edge of the bed below the knees. Li Ping'an had no choice but to help him take off his shoes and put his legs on the bed.

At this time, the voice of Daddy's summoning came in, and Li Ping'an hurriedly went out, put on his coat and hat, and walked into the thick rain curtain with Daddy one after another.

Xiaochen Village is surrounded by mountains on the north and south sides, the stream is in the west of the village, and the fields in the village are basically in the west, Li Ping'an's house is on the easternmost side of the village, which is the outermost part of Xiaochen Village, and a short walk to the east is the official road. To get to the stream, they had to pass through the village and then through the large farmland.

Along the way, there were many village men who also wore robes and hats to come out to see the situation, and the group exchanged loudly, Li Ping'an listened carefully, and they had never seen such a heavy rain.

When they came to the creek, there were already a few people standing here, and Li Ping'an recognized one of them as Chen An, the village chief of Xiaochen Village.

Chen An's face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping, Li Ping'an hadn't seen whether the stream was rising or not, just looking at his face, his heart was tight.

"The water is rising!"

Before Li Ping'an could carefully observe the stream, someone in the crowd who came together shouted at the top of his throat, followed by gossip about how high it had risen.

"Don't make any noise!" The village chief's voice was like a bell, and the voices of the people at the scene immediately quieted down and looked at the village chief one after another. The village chief wiped a handful of the rain from his face, "It's all gone, go home, take care of your children, don't let them come to the stream to play." I'm going to go to Lizheng, go to the upstream village to see what the situation is, and then go to the county, and I'll tell you when I come back! ”

The village chief was very popular, and as soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately dispersed, and those who went home went home, and went to the fields to the fields.

"You go home first, I'll take a look in the field." Li Erlin said to Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an nodded worriedly, and took one last look at the stream, where the water level was higher than usual and the water surface was wider, before turning around and walking slowly home step by step. The straw soles have long been stained with a thick layer of mud, and the shoes are very heavy, and the steps are also heavy.

He felt more and more that the nightmare was more like a warning signal, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more magnified.

When he came to a fork in the road, he stopped and looked around, and after a moment's hesitation, he set out on the road to the north. He's going up the hill to see if he can find a relatively safe place to escape the flood, even if he's worried, it's always good to be prepared, what if there is a flood?

Most of the buildings of this era are not as solid as the cement and steel buildings of the previous era, and there are no soldiers who serve the people and work hard for their lives.

Not all people who have died once are not afraid of death, he is very sorry for his life, more than in the previous life, he doesn't want to die like this, and he doesn't want his cherished family and relatives to die like this.

He would rather end up worrying about working in vain.