Chapter 227 Washed away by the water

Chapter 227 Washed away by the water

Chen Changhai and his father led the carriage out of the village.

There was already a vast ocean outside the village, and even the road could not be seen clearly. If one was not careful, the carriage would get stuck in the mud.

"Hurry up and push!" Chen Laoshuan held the reins tightly with one hand and turned around to order his son and daughter-in-law.

Chen Changhai and his sister-in-law, Mrs. Zhao, stood aside and pushed the car forward with difficulty.

Mr. Han was behind the carriage, holding an umbrella in one hand and supporting the carriage with the other, feeling a little at a loss.

The current was very fast, and the water waves had already hit her knees. She could not stand firmly and had no strength to push the cart.

Suddenly, the carriage suddenly tilted toward Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Zhao, causing the people in the carriage to scream.

Chen Laoshuan quickly shouted: "Don't let the car get stuck in the pit! Sanlang! Mr. Han! Come over and give it a push!"

Chen Changhai immediately ran to his sister-in-law to push the cart, trying to right the cart and get out of the pit.

But the second sister-in-law Han didn't come over yet, so he couldn't help but become anxious and turned to look over.

There was no sign of Han behind the car.

Looking around again, I saw an umbrella being swept further and further away by the current, and behind the umbrella, there was a vague figure struggling in the water.

"Dad! Second sister-in-law fell into a ditch!" Occasionally, there are shallow ditches on both sides of the rural dirt road, which are convenient for irrigation of rice fields.

Now the traces of the ditch have been covered up by the rain. Once a person accidentally slips and falls in, he cannot get up at all.

In addition, the current was very fast at this time, and the Han family was quickly swept further and further away.

Chen Laoshuan glanced over and said coldly: "Ignore her, get the carriage up first. There is a family in the car."

If the carriage overturns, the whole family will be killed.

Chen Changhai glanced at his second sister-in-law who was getting farther and farther away, then stopped paying attention and pushed the carriage with all his strength.

Sister-in-law Zhao didn't dare to look in that direction at all, so she and her brother-in-law worked hard together to finally push the carriage straight.

Looking back, there is no trace left there, not even the umbrella has rushed away.

At the other end of the canal is the Chuanhe River, which is now vast and connected to the sky and the earth, forming a wide body of water here.

Mrs. Zhao was trembling a little and didn't dare to look any further. She just held her fingers tightly to the carriage shed.

Chen Changhai wanted to go back and look for her, but his father stopped him: "Changhai! You're dizzy! The water is so deep that I don't know where she went. Can you find her? Don't risk our family for her." Get in!"

It's just the right time for Mr. Han to die.

This was something she accidentally dropped into the ditch and had nothing to do with the Chen family.

No one can predict life or death in such a natural disaster.

Later, when Han's sister Xiao Han asked about it, she also had an answer.

Ms. Cui on the carriage also urged anxiously: "Husband, the water is so big, don't take risks. Think about me and Kang'er, and... and the child in my belly."

Chen Changhai was silent for a moment, then looked back and sighed in his heart. "Dad, let's go."

Chen Laoshuan frowned when he heard this: "Okay, you and your sister-in-law should be careful and don't fall."

"Um."

The family walked in the water for several hours and finally arrived at the town.

The town is indeed much better than their village. Although the water has risen a bit, it is not serious.

Because the foundations of many homes are high, no water enters their homes.

The Chen family's carriage rushed to Rongji Pharmacy first. Chen Laoshuan found his granddaughter Chen Zhao and told her: "Zhao'er, your mother was washed away by the flood. It was my grandfather who was useless and couldn't save her." Cried twice.

Chen Zhao was stunned for a while before bursting into tears: "Auntie was really washed away by the water? How could she be washed away by the water when she was fine?"

Chen Laoshuan patted his granddaughter and choked with sobs: "There was a flood over there. The whole village was flooded and many houses were washed away. Your grandmother and I were lucky to escape. Alas, fortunately, Your brother was held by your grandmother, otherwise, alas..."

Chen Zhao cried for a long time, turned to look for his brother, and saw grandma Chen Fengshi sitting blankly aside with Xu Bao in her arms, not knowing what to think.

"Xubao." Chen Zhao rushed over and hugged Xu Bao, crying again, which frightened Xu Bao into crying too.

"Stop crying, be careful not to scare Xu Bao."

Chen Laoshuan looked around and asked, "Where is your aunt?"

Chen Zhao sobbed and said, "She caught the cold yesterday and was lying in the backyard."

While the two ancestors and grandsons were talking, Li Langzhong came over, bowed his hands to Chen Laoshuan, and asked, "Is your village really flooded?"

"Not only were they flooded, many houses in the village were washed away." In fact, the houses that were washed away were all adobe houses in disrepair.

"Oh, that's serious. Did it hurt anyone?" Li Langzhong asked.

Chen Laoshuan looked miserable: "Someone must have been hurt. My second daughter-in-law was washed away by the flood. How should I explain to Erlang?" He covered his face and choked with sobs.

Li Langzhong was stunned for a moment and then comforted him: "My condolences, fortunately the others are fine. Alas, if Brother Chen has nowhere to go, why not stay at my house temporarily? It won't be too late to go back when the rain subsides."

Chen Laoshuan wiped his eyes and bowed to Mr. Li: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your righteousness. I am very grateful."

As a result, Chen Laoshuan and his family temporarily settled in the Li family.

The next day, the rain stopped and the accumulated rain gradually receded.

After a few days, the water level of the Chuanhe River finally dropped to the safety level.

When villagers from West Village returned to the village one after another, they saw mud all over the ground and fish and shrimp flapping in the puddles on the roadside.

Many old adobe houses have collapsed, but those with blue bricks and tiles are still standing.

However, the standing house was filled with mud, and the walls and furniture were covered with all kinds of insects and leeches.

Those who moved to the south slope in advance were thankful that they listened to Muramasa and moved all their food, bedding and belongings to the south slope, otherwise the losses would have been huge.

Those who had not moved their homes were in dire straits. Not only were the items in their homes damaged by water, but even their rice, flour and food were soaked in water.

The worst thing was the fertile fields on both sides of the river, where not a single crop seedling or rice seedling was left, all were gone.

Some people sat by the field and cried loudly, while others secretly rejoiced.

Those who were secretly happy all listened to Muramasa's words and did not sow the seeds.

If you don’t sow, it means your seeds are not lost.

Higashimura Muramasa Kangzaburo said that the flood crisis has passed, so we can take advantage of the time to clean up the fields and plant seeds and seedlings again.

Due to the timely warnings of Jiang Sanlang and Sun Lizheng during this flood, although some houses of villagers living on both sides of the river collapsed, most of their properties were preserved and there were few casualties.

As far as Xichen Village is concerned, it is Chen Laoshuan's family who is organizing the funeral.

When Ying Bao learned that Han died in the flood, she was still a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, in this life, Han passed away so early.

She didn't feel happy or sad, she just felt a little strange and relieved at the same time.

The feeling of being strangled to death by Han in her previous life was still vivid in her mind, and it made her heart palpitate when she thought about it.

Now that Mr. Han is dead, a big stone has fallen from his heart.

"Chun Niang, you don't know that Han was pulled out of the bushes. He was so swollen that he couldn't even get into the coffin. Oh, what a crime."

Mrs. Tang sat under the eaves of the verandah, picking up the soles of her shoes, and while drawing out the twine, she said, "Pity her son, he's only a little over one year old, tsk tsk, he lost his mother at such a young age, how can he be so good in the future?"

Chun Niang was speechless and quietly glanced at Ying Bao, who was sitting by the window writing. She felt a little relieved when she saw that her daughter had no reaction.

Then Tang said: "After Han left, Chen Feng seemed to be a different person. Her neighbors said that she was eating fast at home and praying to Buddha. She also said that she would go to Simen to invite a Buddha to come back and make offerings to her. .”

Since people from the West Village also moved to the south slope, women and daughters-in-law came to the East Village from time to time carrying needlework and bamboo baskets, so the Tang family heard a lot of gossip.

Chun Niang smiled: "Maybe it was because my daughter-in-law died suddenly and she was a little frightened."

"No, I think so too."