Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11136

When they saw Yang Ruoqing supporting Yang Huazhong and wading through the water in front of the yard, the affected villagers held onto the door frame and stepped on stools placed in the water to ask for help from Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing outside the yard.

"Li Zheng, look, our family has been hit by a disaster. What should we do?"

"Yes, please help us, our house is full of water, we can't live like this anymore..."

Yang Huazhong stopped and looked at the hesitant villagers. He also saw the beddings and other things piled together on the table in the main room behind them. Yang Huazhong couldn't bear it, so he slowly turned around and was about to go to the homes of the affected villagers to check the situation.

Yang Ruoqing quickly grabbed Yang Huazhong and secretly winked at him, telling him not to go in.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and shouted to the villager who asked for help: "Why are you asking for help now? What were you doing before?"

"A few days ago, my father and his men went door to door asking you to move your property and seek shelter, but you didn't listen, didn't believe, and even argued back. Why, now that there's a flood, you're asking my father for help again? Is my father the Dragon King? Or the God of Wealth?"

"I can't help you, not at all. Just figure out a way and bear the consequences yourself!"

After being scolded by Yang Ruoqing, the villagers who asked for help were embarrassed, "Qing'er, you are right to scold us. We were not clear-headed at the time and did not listen to advice."

"You scold me, and I accept it, but now the flood has come, and the situation is like this,"

"Look at our family, we have to make ends meet, right? Your father is the head of the village, and both the Luo family and the Yang family have important people, please lend a hand and save us poor people!"

The villager was very humble when he begged, and if the ground had not been covered with water, he might have crawled on the ground.

While he was begging, the children and women sitting on the bedding piled on the table in the main room behind him also cried and begged at the same time.

It sounds messy and sad.

Yang Huazhong moved again, and it seemed that he still wanted to go to the other party's house. Yang Ruoqing increased her strength and pulled him back.

This time, Yang Ruoqing came to the gate of the other family's yard by herself. She said to the family, "Those who save others should save themselves first. We are not saviors, and there is no living Bodhisattva in this world. We have already helped you by notifying you to transfer your property. Now that our house is flooded, we can't help you!"

Yang Ruoqing mobilized her internal energy to her abdomen so that her voice could be heard further, and the disaster-stricken villagers nearby who refused to listen and were trapped in their homes, crying with their mouths open like giant babies waiting to be rescued, could hear her attitude.

"At this point, no one can care about anyone else. You have to find a way to save yourself!"

"If you can't save yourself, you have to bear the consequences. Listen to others' advice and have a full meal. If you don't listen to others' advice and go hungry, don't blame others! That's all I have to say!"

The other villagers following Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong all listened to the advice and moved all their family members away this morning.

Moreover, it was the village chief Yang Huazhong and General Luo Fengtang and his wife who organized everyone to move, instead of just shouting blindly.

They helped everyone find a place to stay, which was on the high ground of Xiangjia grassland in the east.

So when these people heard what Yang Ruoqing had just said, they all cheered and applauded.

"You didn't listen to the headman before, but now you're calling me headman. Who has time to care about you guys?"

"You deserve it! Find a way out on your own!"

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Yang Ruoqing helped Yang Huazhong wade through the water at the pond and headed towards the Luo family at the entrance of the village.

The pond dam had been flooded and was level with the water levels in the ponds on both sides. Yang Ruoqing found the bluestone road at the entrance of the village as a reference, and then helped Yang Huazhong walk slowly on the pond dam.

If you are not familiar with the road, you may step to the side and miss a step, and you may fall into the water from the pond dam. The pond is deep, about six or seven meters deep, and the height between the pond dam and the pond dam is about ten meters...

"Dad, be careful."

"Hey, I'm fine."

Yang Huazhong was supported by Yang Ruoqing. Along the way, he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

He had hardly paid attention to this issue before, but this time, he suddenly realized that he was really aging...

  If Qing'er hadn't supported him all the way back, if he had relied on himself, he probably wouldn't have been able to come back!

After they crossed the pond and passed the gate of the third house, Yang Huazhong wanted to go into his house to take a look.

It turned out that half of the bottom of the yard gate was flooded.

The gate to the yard was locked, but because of the water, it couldn't be closed tightly. Through the crack in the gate, the father and daughter saw that the yard was also flooded, and there were a lot of dirty things floating on the water, such as the broom that hadn't been hung up in the corner, the sieve on the stone mill in the yard, and the small windmill that Fuwa and Jun'er played with. They were also washed out by the water and floated in the yard, mixing with the dirty water...

Yang Huazhong pulled at the gate of the yard and tried to look inside.

Yang Ruoqing was also looking around.

The door of the main room was also submerged in water, so you can imagine that the main room was also flooded.

"Oh, I'm afraid a lot of these furniture will have to be scrapped!" Yang Huazhong sighed, turned around and walked back sadly.

"Dad, don't you want to go in and take a look? I have the key." Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "No, I won't go in. It will make me sad. Home won't feel like home anymore."

Yang Ruoqing could only remain silent.

It was not surprising that Yang Huazhong had this feeling, because Yang Ruoqing herself had the same feeling.

It was clearly the same room, and the furnishings inside had not changed.

But because no one else in the family was in the house, there was no laughter from children in the yard.

The flooded house was filled with damp and musty smells. There was no one living there, and it was cold, empty and terrifyingly quiet.

Everything seemed to have lost its vitality and become lifeless. This feeling was extremely torturous.

"Dad, our clothes are all wet. We will get sick if we continue like this. Let's go to my house and warm ourselves by the fire."

Yang Ruoqing helped Yang Huazhong into the Luo family's house.

In the Luo family yard, Luo the blacksmith was draining the water in front and behind the yard with Xingwang and Ping'an.

The Luo family's drainage project was done very well. They spent a lot of money and put a lot of thought into it when they built the house. It perfectly reflects the essence of ancient water conservancy projects.

Later, he met Zuo Junmo, who made some improvements and added a drainage system in the front and back yards of the Luo family.

So even though there was such a heavy flood outside that even the three rooms separated by a wall were flooded, there was little water in the front and back yards of the Luo family.

But even so, Luo the blacksmith was still worried, and he took two servants, Xingwang and Ping'an, to check and sweep the front and back yards to ensure that the drains were not blocked.

"Uncle, we are back. Is there any fire in the fire barrel? We want to warm ourselves by the fire and change our clothes!"