Li Erlin thought the rain would be heavy, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy. It was as if a hole had been poked in the sky above his head, and God was pouring water behind the hole.
This was the first time in his thirty-year life that he had seen such heavy rain, which cast a haze on his face.
"Let me do it. You go wipe off your sweat and don't catch a cold."
The rain was heavy and the sky was dark, so Li Erlin had no choice but to put down his thoughts of going out for a look and went to the thatched shed to replace Li Ping'an.
He is strong and strong, and he hums and pushes the stone mill like a donkey.
Li Ping'an raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and temples with his sleeves, and looked at his father in the candlelight, "Dad, you're already up. It's Yinshizheng now, right?"
There are two hours in an hour, the first hour is the beginning and the next hour is the positive hour. Yin Shizheng, that is, four to five o'clock in the morning, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter it is windy or rainy, normally Li Erlin will be at Yin Shizheng, that is, getting up around four o'clock, unshakable, better than the few roosters raised at home The crow is pretty reliable.
Li Ping'an hasn't heard a rooster crow in the backyard since he woke up today.
Hearing the narrowness in his eldest son's tone, Li Erlin glanced over and said, "Your mother must have not reached Yin Shizheng when she called me up."
Li Pingan smiled guiltily. Of course he knew why his mother called his father up, otherwise he would still be a little donkey now.
"I went to the kitchen to help my mother. I asked my mother to go back to the room to accompany my little sister." Li Ping'an patted his butt and left. He found his mother in the kitchen who was lighting the fire at the stove. "Mom, let me do it. You go back to the room and watch the little sister. Sister, I heard her crying so hard just now, she must have been very frightened."
Children are prone to nightmares when frightened, and may also develop a fever. This was not something that could be ignored, so Chen Dajuan gave up her seat to Li Pingan, wiped her hands on her clothes and walked out.
"Wash your hands, mother, wash your hands before you go!" Li Ping'an shouted.
"You're the only one with a lot of things!" Chen Dajuan turned back, scooped water out of the water tank, washed her hands, and then walked out again.
Time passed slowly, the sky finally got slightly brighter, and the rooster in the backyard finally crowed for the first time, but the rain did not weaken at all, which made Li Ping'an feel a little heavier.
Li Erlin came to the kitchen with a bucket of soy milk. Li Ping'an quickly picked up the bowl from the stove and said with a playful smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Dad. I dried the water for you."
Li Erlin took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then said: "Let your mother make the tofu. You clean it up and follow me out. I'll call you rich and look good."
After saying that, he walked away. Li Pingan was left alone in the kitchen. He brought a wooden basin and poured half a basin of soy milk into it. These soy milks are brought to the kitchen after being drained.
After a while, Chen Dajuan came to the kitchen, and Li Ping'an pointed to the wooden basin, "Mom, boil this small half of the soy milk for your younger brothers and sisters to drink, and then mix it with a bowl of tofu curd for them, and use the rest to make tofu."
"Okay, I understand, go out and be careful on the road."
Li Ping'an nodded and returned to the main room to take a look at his parents' room first. Eight-year-old Fugui was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back against the wall. His head was moving little by little. He was obviously not awake yet and was forcibly pulled up by his father. .
There were two babies sleeping on the bed, one was the younger sister Ruyi, and the other was Xinglong, who was only three years old. Xinglong slept with them last night, and his father probably brought him over when he called Fugui to wake up.
There is also an inner room in the parents' room with a small bed. If Li Ping'an's five-year-old sister Li Jixiang doesn't want to sleep with her parents, she will go to the inner room to sleep on the small bed. I don't see Jixiang on my parents' bed now. Needless to say, he must have slept on a small bed in the back room last night.
Li Ping'an went to the inner room and took a look, and sure enough he saw Ji Xiang sleeping sideways on the small bed. This girl was very dishonest when sleeping. Not only did she kick the quilt, she also woke up at the end of the bed with her head at the end of the bed. When she first slept in the crib, she fell on the bed and fell to the floor countless times.
After tucking Ji Xiang in, Li Ping'an came out of the inner room. Seeing that Fugui still looked the same, he went over and pushed him, "If you're really sleepy, just sleep on the bed."
Fugui didn't even raise his head, and said confusedly: "Dad asked me to take good care of my little brother and sister."
"Stop talking nonsense, lie down and sleep!" Li Ping'an slapped Fugui on the head, and then saw Fugui's upper body falling on the bed, with his legs hanging down from the edge of the bed below the knees. Li Pingan had no choice but to take off his shoes and put his legs on the bed.
At this time, the voice of his father calling came in. Li Pingan hurried out, put on his raincoat and bamboo hat, and walked into the thick rain curtain with his father one after another.
Xiaochen Village is surrounded by mountains on the north and south sides. The stream is on the west side of the village, and the fields in the village are basically on the west side. Li Ping'an's home is on the easternmost side of the village, which is the outermost part of Xiaochen Village. A short walk to the east is the official village. road. To get to the creek, they had to pass through villages and then through large areas of farmland.
Along the way, there were many village men who also came out to see the situation wearing raincoats and bamboo hats. The group communicated loudly, and Li Pingan listened carefully. None of them had seen such heavy rain.
When he came to the creek, there were already a few people standing here. Li Ping'an recognized one of them as Chen An, the head of Xiaochen Village.
Chen An's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping water. Li Ping'an hadn't seen whether the stream had swollen or not, but just looking at his face, his heart tightened.
"The water is rising!"
Before Li Ping'an could take a closer look at the stream, someone in the crowd yelled at the top of his lungs, followed by everyone talking about how high it had risen.
"Stop arguing!" The village chief's voice was like a bell. The people at the scene immediately fell silent and looked at the village chief. The village chief wiped the rain off his face and said, "It's all gone now. Go home and keep an eye on your children. Don't let them play by the stream. I'll go find Li Zheng and go to the upstream village to see what's going on." , I’ll go to the county again and I’ll tell you what happens when I get back!”
The village chief was very popular. As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately dispersed. Those who went home went home, and those who went to the fields went to the fields.
"You go home first, and I'll go take a look in the fields." Li Erlin said to Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an nodded worriedly, and took one last look at the stream, where the water level was higher than usual and the water surface was wider, before turning around and walking slowly home one step at a time. The soles of the straw shoes were already covered with a thick layer of mud. The shoes were heavy and so were the steps.
He felt more and more that the nightmare was more like a warning signal, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more amplified.
When he reached a fork in the road, he stopped and looked around. After a moment's hesitation, he set foot on the road heading north. He wanted to go up the mountain to see if he could find a relatively safe place to hide from the flood. Even if he was unfounded, it was always good to be prepared. What if there really was a flood?
Most of the buildings in this era are not as strong as the cement-reinforced buildings of the previous era, and there are no soldiers who serve the people and sacrifice their lives for their lives. If there is a natural disaster, you can only rely on yourself here.
Not all people who have died once are not afraid of death. He cherishes his life very much, even more than in the previous life. He doesn't want to die like this, let alone his cherished family members and relatives.
He would rather he ended up worrying in vain.
