I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 222 The hurricane is coming
Xia Qingdai had dinner at Liang's home today, so Xia Shanglu didn't cook much. One meat, one vegetarian and a bowl of white rice was his dinner today.

While he was eating, Xia Qingdai went into the bathroom and took a shower first. After washing, I went into my room and looked at my own little country.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening in modern times, which is also nine o'clock in the morning in Fukui Villa.

Originally, at this time, Fucui Villa should be the most vibrant.

There will be acres of sheep in the pasture, driven out by shepherds and shepherd dogs to graze; the milkers on the farm will hum a country tune while milking the cows; the big white geese and gray ducks will be put into the pond to catch fish... …

The summer wind is blowing slowly on the green wheat fields in the villa. Everything should be as beautiful as an oil painting.

But all of this was ruined by the sudden hurricane!

Not long after the drought left the land, violent storms followed.

Before, it was just heavy rains, and cities and towns suffered from slight waterlogging due to drainage problems. Fortunately, people in the countryside could barely get by.

But the current wind with a speed of about 160 kilometers per hour is really too destructive.

Storms in the Atlantic Ocean are not called typhoons but hurricanes, but no matter how the name changes, the destructive power is almost the same.

Xia Qingdai just took a casual look and saw a street tree not far away, which was uprooted by the hurricane!

"Oh my god! Why is there such a strong wind! It's raining so heavily!" Xia Qingdai looked at the tiles she built on the top of the farm villa. Several pieces were blown down, and they were broken into pieces throughout the yard. Almost stunned.

The thatched chicken shed on the farm next to the villa was blown down. There was a little man down there, struggling to drive the chickens into the empty space next to the stable.

The Fucui Villa in Xia Qingdai's field of vision was now almost in a mess. The wheat fields were all blown to their waists, and the pool she made with a glass in the backyard of the castle was overflowing and muddy from the rain.

There is no way to go out in this kind of weather. Fortunately, there is enough food in the cellar of the castle, as well as the cellar of the farm villa.

I don’t know what her own Wanghe Villa is like. The half-built castle there will probably be in a mess!
Without Owen here, she couldn't see clearly - of course, even if Owen was here, she couldn't let Owen go out on a hurricane day.

In this weather, whether it is a Lotus Tower carriage, a pumpkin cart, or an off-road vehicle, it will probably be overturned by the wind.

Modern Britain will also block roads when encountering hurricanes, otherwise even modern cars will be blown over, let alone the 18th century.

Xia Qingdai turned her attention to Biluo Residence in London. It was also experiencing violent storms, but the wind was not as scary as that of Fukui Villa. At least as far as the naked eye could see, Xia Qingdai didn't see the big tree uprooted by the wind.

The beach chair she had placed in the backyard had been blown into the pool. As for the plastic parasol, only the pole was left standing in place, and the umbrella cap had blown away somewhere, making it invisible at all.

Xia Qingdai reached out and fished out several mini beach chairs in the pool, dried them with wet paper towels, and put them aside without putting them back.

Fortunately, the carousel and Ningxiang Pavilion were relatively expensive. Whenever Xia Qingdai saw that the weather was slightly wrong, she would put them away in advance, otherwise they would be damaged by the rain.

As for the solar lights placed on the lawn, needless to say, they have naturally been blown over.

Xia Qingdai quickly reached out and picked it up, pulled out a few paper towels, dried them carefully, and put them together on her bedside table.

Owen's cousin William, who was hiding in the house, was looking at the lawn through the window, and was debating whether to go out in the wind and rain to cover the two magic lamps with tarps, when he saw the two magic lamps suddenly "swish" and fly away. Got it!

He and several servants looked at each other in shock. After realizing what was happening, they quickly closed their eyes and prayed. Xia Qingdai patrolled back and forth over Biluoju and Fucui Villa, and suddenly she saw that the roof of Biluoju's warehouse was blown up by the wind, and a glass window was also broken.

The white-bearded old servant guarding the door was trying to block the window hole with a rag.

Xia Qingdai turned her head and searched in her room, and finally took out a rag, a few nails and a hammer, and nailed the rag to the window frame to block the wind and rain.

As for the roof, she thought about it for a while, and finally pulled out a calendar from last year, tore off the hardest and thickest cover, covered the area that had been blown away by the wind, and then pressed up all the surrounding tiles to barely repair it.

This warehouse is quite old and will be repaired after the hurricane.

Xia Qingdai's actions naturally shocked the old servants in the warehouse, who kept kneeling down and praying.

It is said that Miss Xia and Mr. Owen are accompanied by the true god of protection, and that is indeed the case!
This old servant was here to look after the warehouse when this house did not belong to Xia Qingdai. Every time it was windy, rainy and snowy, he accompanied the old warehouse to fight against the sky. Unexpectedly, God would help today!

He was so excited that he could do nothing else but pray.

Xia Qingdai collected what should be collected and repaired what should be repaired, and then retracted her arms.

Her arms were wet from the rain, but luckily it didn't matter in summer, it wasn't cold, just wipe them dry with a tissue.

She didn't care about the wet sleeves of her pajamas, and with a thought, she returned to Bi Luoju's room, went to the cloakroom to pick out a beautiful white imperial dress, put it on, and then opened the door and went out.

In such bad weather, the glass windows were blown by the wind and whined, so the neighbors would naturally not come to break in the door.

In the corridor, Jane stood silently in front of the glass window, looking out the window with a sad face.

"Good morning, Jane." Xia Qingdai greeted her.

Jane turned around when she heard the sound and saw Xia Qingdai coming out. She bowed to her and said, "Good morning, Xia."

"Are you worried about your family in Ifla Town?" Xia Qingdai understood Jane's thoughts when she saw her expression.

Jane nodded and said with a sad look on her face: "The roof of the small bungalow we live in is not that strong, and the wind is really scary."

"Don't worry too much. I believe Pastor Austin will take good care of the family."

"I hope so." Jane said.

While the two were talking, the sound of the piano came from the music room next to them, as well as the silvery singing voices of the two girls, Caroline and Connie.

The family members they care about are now staying safely in Biluo Juli, and even the flood outside cannot affect their mood.

Although it's not possible to go out to have fun when it's windy or rainy, you can still play the piano and sing at home to pass the time.

A girl who thinks less is carefree and has no worries.

Xia Qingdai heard the sound of the piano and said to Jane: "Let's go, let's go to the music room and sit for a while. We need a cup of warm black tea on a rainy day."

Jane raised her spirits and smiled: "Okay."