Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Two good trips

Changping Village.

When the Ghost Festival was approaching, Yang Huazhou, Xiao An, and Yang Yongjin came back together.

"Is this an appointment for you guys? Are you all coming back in time?"

During the gathering in Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Huaming made fun of them.

Yang Huazhou said: "I wanted to come back a while ago, and I was worried that my home would be flooded, but the road from Qing'an County was cut off, and I turned back several times!"

Yes, since Yang Huazhou heard the news of the flooding in his hometown, he began to fidget and send people to inquire about the news every day.

The delivery of news becomes slow when flooded, and the news that reaches you today may not be the same tomorrow.

Later, he couldn't bear it anymore. After arranging the restaurant affairs, he took some dry food and went on the road in person, intending to walk back to the village.

There is a vast ocean ahead, and many low-lying villages along the way are flooded so that only a few roofs can be seen...

"Fifth Uncle is miserable. He tried three times, and the first time he got out of the gate of Qing'an County, he was blocked back."

"The second time I was about to reach the border of Wanghai County, but the road was flooded again, and I was tossing back and forth on the road."

When Xiaoan talked about Yang Huazhou's matter, although he was teasing with a smile, and everyone was laughing too, everyone present can understand the hardships involved.

"I'll go find Uncle Wu later, and I told him not to rush back, it's too dangerous to go back now, maybe he'll put himself in it."

"When the water subsides, let's go back together. The main reason is that I was too busy at that time. The imperial court dispatched people from our Ministry of War to fight the flood and relieve the disaster, and transfer refugees. I really couldn't spare a hand to arrange for Uncle Wu to go home."

Yang Huazhou waved his hand, "You are more tired than me."

Yang Huazhong looked at his younger brother and youngest son, his younger brother was haggard, and his son was skinny and dark.

"You don't have to worry at home, so many of us are at home, so we can help you with everything." Yang Huazhong said.

"On the contrary, those of you who are outside are all haggard."

Yang Huazhou said: "As long as the big guys are okay, then it's okay. Natural disasters, man-made disasters, things that can't be helped, just get over it."

Everyone got together again and talked a lot about the last flood. Yang Huazhong originally thought that the Mianniu Mountain was flooded enough, but he didn't expect that there would be more serious floods in Qing'an County!
"Officials in some places are so dark-hearted that they don't take the wealth and lives of ordinary people seriously at all." Yang Huazhou took a few puffs of dry tobacco, staring at the smoke rings that came out and said in a deep voice.

"At least we got the news in advance for the flood discharge area here, and the news should also be directed at Tang Yazi and Da'an, but in some places, we didn't say hello in advance, and the people didn't take precautions at all, so the water flowed from The top of the head is poured down, the dead are dead, the injured are wounded, the family is separated, the family is separated, and the livestock and poultry are not worth mentioning, it is really a hell on earth!"

Yang Huazhong then talked about the disaster in a place he knew:

"There is a small town in Qing'an County, which is smaller than our Qingshui Town. The town was originally next to the mountain, and the people who lived there for generations never thought that it would be flooded one day!"

"Unfortunately, it's unlucky on their side because there is a lot of wasteland, and there are no famous or unaffected people. It became a flood discharge area in just one night, and the whole town was flooded."

"A lot of people didn't drown, they were trapped to death."

"When the water came, they went to hide in high places, but they were trapped in high places. They didn't eat or drink, and they didn't wait for rescue. They just died like that. Hey, what a crime!"

Mentioning this, everyone sighed.

If you heard these things in the past, everyone would just listen to other people's stories and sigh a few words.

Since I have also experienced it, it is no longer a story, but a tragedy in the world, which may happen to me at any time.

Xiaoan also said: "During that period of time, we guarded the moat outside the county day and night, eating, drinking, lazing, and sleeping there. If the river collapsed, the entire Qing'an County would probably suffer disaster. .”

"There are two young soldiers in our military department, who were also swept away by the water..."

"People are dying everywhere." Yang Yongjin also began to talk about what he had heard.

"A village near the county seat was flooded. After the water receded, a corpse was found under a tree. I don't know how long it had been soaked. It was completely unrecognizable and its nose was gone. So far, no family members have been able to claim it..."

"Boy Jin, what you're talking about is very similar to Wangfu in our village. Wangfu drowned, and Tang Yazi and I murdered your third uncle. We fished the body out of the water with our own hands... "

"Fourth Uncle, you are bragging again and not writing drafts. It is obvious that Tang Yazi sneaked into Wangfu's house and dragged Wangfu out of the water. You didn't help from the beginning to the end, just lying on the boat to watch!"

No need to guess, Yang Yongqing is undoubtedly the one who said such sabotage.

"Boy Qing, you are just talking nonsense. You didn't see that I was busy from the beginning to the end!" Yang Huaming laughed and scolded.

Yang Yongqing grinned and said still desperately: "I saw that when Wangfu was dragged out by Tang Yazi, fourth uncle, you were so scared that you climbed into the boat of fourth aunt and Qing'er, and was kicked by fourth aunt behind you." down."

"You were still screaming at the time, saying that you would not go into the water, that the water was full of Wangfu's sebum and corpse oil..."

"Oh, the more you talk, the more disgusting you are, stop this topic now, I beg you!"

It wasn't until Yang Yongjin came out to beg for mercy that this topic was skipped.

The women were also sitting in the main room, listening to everyone chatting.

Guessing that it was almost time, the men continued to chat, while the women went to the kitchen in the backyard to prepare lunch.

This noon, Yang Huazhong's family invited Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin to have dinner with them, so Bao Suyun and Cao Bamei also came to help.

Yang Huaming came here on his own, so he and Mrs. Liu must also stay here at noon.

That being the case, Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun made a plan, and simply called everyone in the family over to have a lively time.

In the kitchen in the backyard, the women were busy walking around, and the children were playing on the road in the front yard, the backyard and the entrance.

Yang Ruoqing took an opportunity and asked Xiao An to talk in the backyard.

"Aren't you exhausted from this flood fighting and emergency rescue? The whole person is blackened into a piece of black charcoal. If this is thrown into the carbon pile, no one will be able to get out."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Xiao An, said casually, but felt quite distressed.

She thought of the memory records of her previous life, those soldiers who fought on the front line during the flood fight.

They were all a bunch of young lads, some even in their teens. At that time, they really pushed their physical fitness and perseverance to death.

(End of this chapter)