Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1156 Doesn't Look Like a Man (four more)

Tan asked nervously, "Did the water flood the village?"

Old Yangtou nodded: "The ponds and dams are all submerged, there is water everywhere!"

Tan was anxious: "No, no, no matter how much water there is, I have to go to the village!"

"Why?" Old Yang asked.

Tan didn't talk about life and death at first, but just clamored to enter the village.

In the end, Old Yang was about to lose his temper, saying that Mrs. Tan was joking about his and Yang Huazhong's lives, and Mrs. Tan revealed the truth just now.

"When I came here, I brought some copper coins with me."

"All the money is hidden in a box under the bed..."

Everyone understands, Mrs. Tan is going to get the money back.

Old Yang was so angry that his beard was raised, and he scolded Mrs. Tan: "When I moved to the third room, I asked you to pack all the important things in that small wooden box, so that I can bring them along."

"After a long time, you didn't bring it? Why?"

Tan hesitated and hesitated, unable to answer.

On the side, Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth: "There's no need to ask, grandma is worried about us, I'm afraid we'll steal the silver from her box if I bring it here!"

When Lao Yang heard this, he was stunned.

Just as she was about to question Tan Shi, she saw that Tan Shi looked as if her thoughts had been exposed and she felt guilty.

Old Yang was even more angry.

But no matter how angry and annoyed she was, even if she killed Mrs. Tan, it wouldn't help.

The old man then turned his head to talk to Yang Huazhong: "Why don't we go to the village?"

"I don't worry about your brothers, and I want to go and see what's going on with them!"

Yang Huazhong nodded quickly.

"I also want to go in and see how everyone is doing."

Yang Huazhong hurriedly asked Mrs. Sun to help Mrs. Tan back to the warehouse.

Here, Old Yang started to take off his clothes, intending to be shirtless.

"Master, why are you taking off your clothes?" Yang Ruoqing asked with her head tilted.

Old Yang said: "Swim over, hehe, when you were young, your grandfather and I were veteran paddlers!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"The water is filthy, and there are piles of dead branches and vines inside. It's dangerous to catch your feet even a little bit," she said.

Turning to face Yang Huazhong: "Father, where is the boat that the family hit? Let's carry it out, it will come in handy right now!"

After being reminded by Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huazhong came back to his senses.

Yes, a few days ago, my daughter asked them to rush to build a boat.

One person on the boat stands at the bow and one person stands at the stern, and the left and right sides are symmetrically seated, and each can seat three to five people.

In other words, a boat can carry up to ten people when it is launched.

Yang Huazhong said excitedly: "It's in the backyard, let's go, let's carry it out and enter the village."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll go with you!"

……

The three of them rowed into the village.

When passing above the pond, Yang Ruoqing was extra careful.

This pond is old and deep, and the original owner of this body drowned here before.

Halfway through the boat, a few figures came across the pond.

"Ah, isn't that Lao Luo's family!"

Old Yang was the first to find out, pointing to the opposite side and shouting loudly: "His uncle!"

There was a response there soon.

Yang Ruoqing followed the prestige.

I saw a wooden boat the size of a bathtub floating over there.

She recognized it at a glance, it was a small pocket boat specially built by Blacksmith Luo for the convenience of feeding bait in the fish pond.

At this moment, the aunt Wang Cuilian is sitting inside.

Wang Cuilian held two bundles in her arms.

On both sides of the boat, Luo Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang supported and pushed in the water.

They were coming from the old maple tree, and they should be walking in the water.

Visually, the water flooded Luo Fengtang's thigh.

Soon they were near the pond.

"Tang Yazi, be careful!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly.

The pond and dam were submerged, and it was impossible to find out where the pond was and where the dam was.

Luo Fengtang beckoned to Yang Ruoqing from a distance, showing a reassuring smile.

Then he seemed to discuss with Blacksmith Luo, and then both of them swam.

Pushing the small wooden boat and Wang Cuilian on the wooden boat, they swam directly from the pond.

The two armies met victoriously in the middle of the pond.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing: "The water has flooded to the legs of the Eight Immortals table at home, so I can't wait."

"I figured out that your home is on a high terrain, so I hurried over here."

"Okay, okay, escort aunt to my house, my mother and the others are in the warehouse." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, stepping on the water, keeping it from falling.

While saying to Yang Ruoqing: "I'll settle down my uncle and aunt first, and I'll go to the village to find you later!"

Then, they parted ways and got busy.

The boat entered the village.

Yang Ruoqing didn't dare to recognize the village in front of her.

The prehistoric world!
In the water, there are many corpses of dead chickens and ducks floating.

In the courtyards of every household, there were the panicked voices of adults, as well as the crying of children.

Old Yang sat at the end of the bed, walking all the way, everything he saw made the old man feel lingering fear.

"Oh my god, thank goodness Qing'er has been prepared to get this boat!"

The old man sighed.

Yang Huazhong also frowned with thick brows: "This trip, the crops are hopeless, and the poultry and livestock in the village can be regarded as a waste of time. A natural disaster..."

Yang Ruoqing said while punting the boat: "As long as there are people around, everything that is destroyed will be earned back."

Before disaster strikes, plan ahead.

Disasters do happen, and they must be dealt with calmly.

After the disaster, it is even more necessary to cheer up.

On the ruins, rebuild your home!
The three of them rowed the boat and came straight to the door of the main house of Lao Yang's house.

The water had already submerged half of the gate of the main house, and the boat had just stopped at the gate, and Yang Ruoqing was busy finding a place to tie the boat.

Yang Hua'an and Yang Yongjin's quarrel came from inside the room.

In the meantime, there was also Jin's crying.

The scattered people outside the house looked at each other in blank dismay, tied the boat, and with Yang Huazhong's support, Lao Yangtou got into the water first.

Next came Yang Huazhong, and finally Yang Ruoqing.

"Girl, come, daddy will carry you." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hands, "Father, it's fine."

She immediately got off the boat and stood in the water.

I went, the water was almost up to her waist.

"Go home and change your clothes. You won't catch a cold this summer."

Yang Ruoqing said two words of comfort to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong sighed, at this time, he didn't care so much anymore.

The three of them immediately entered the main room and went straight to Yang Hua'an's room where the voice came from.

The scene in the house was shocking.

Shoes, socks, and the pens and paper scrolls that Yang Huaan used to "dance with ink" were all floating in the waist-deep water.

The bed was naturally flooded with water.

The tallest object in the room is the Eight Immortals table.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, Jin Shi and Yang Yongqing squatted.

Yang Yongjin stood in the water beside the Eight Immortals Table.

In front of Yang Yongjin, stood Yang Hua'an who was about to burst into tears. The father and son stared at each other, blushing and thick necks from arguing.

(End of this chapter)