, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Tan said nervously: "Did the water flood the whole village?"
Old Yangtou nodded: "The ponds and dams have been flooded, there is water everywhere!"
Mrs. Tan was anxious: "No, no, no matter how much water I have, I have to go to the village!"
"Why?" Old Yangtou asked.
At first, Mr. Tan didn't say whether he should live or die, but just clamored to enter the village.
In the end, Old Yang almost got mad and said that Tan was joking with his and Yang Huazhong's lives. Only then did Tan reveal the truth.
"When I came here, I brought some 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 stood up, and he scolded Mrs. Tan: "When we moved into the third room, I asked you to pack all the important things in that small wooden box so that I could bring them all over."
"After working on it for a long time, you didn't bring it with you? Why?"
Tan hesitated and couldn't answer.
On the side, Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth: "There's no need to ask, my grandma doesn't trust me, she's afraid that if she brings her over, I'll steal the money in her box!"
When Old Yang heard this, he was startled.
When he was about to question Mr. Tan, he saw that Mr. Tan looked guilty as his thoughts had been exposed.
Old Yangtou was even more furious.
But no matter how angry or angry you are, even if you kill Tan, it won't help.
The old man then turned to Yang Huazhong and asked, "How about we go into the village?"
"I'm worried about your brothers and the others, and I also want to 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 then quickly asked Mr. Sun to help Ms. Tan return to the warehouse.
Here, Old Yangtou began to take off his clothes, planning to go shirtless.
"Master, why are you taking off your clothes?" Yang Ruoqing asked, tilting her head.
Old Yangtou said: "Swim over, hehe, when you and I were young, we were already experienced paddlers!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
"This water is extremely dirty, and there are a lot of dead branches and vines in it. It would be dangerous if it even catches your feet," she said.
Turning around and facing Yang Huazhong: "Dad, where's the boat at home? Let's carry it out. It will come in handy right now!"
After Yang Ruoqing's reminder, Yang Huazhong suddenly came back to his senses.
Yes, my daughter asked them to build a small boat a few days ago.
One person stands on the bow and one person stands on the stern. Each of the left and right sides can seat three to five people.
In other words, a boat can carry up to ten people when launched into the water.
Yang Huazhong said excitedly: "It's in the backyard. Let's carry it out and go into the village."
Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll go with you!"
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The three of them rowed into the village.
When passing over the pond, Yang Ruoqing seemed particularly careful.
This pond is very deep. The original owner of this body drowned here in the past.
Halfway through the boat, several figures came over across the pond.
"Ah, isn't that the old Luo family?"
Lao Yangtou was the first to notice, pointed to the opposite side and shouted loudly: "His uncle!"
There was a response soon.
Yang Ruoqing followed the sound.
I saw a wooden boat as big as a bathtub floating on the water over there.
She recognized it at a glance. It was a small boat specially built by Blacksmith Luo for the convenience of feeding the fish pond.
At this moment, aunt Wang Cuilian is sitting inside.
Wang Cuilian held two bundles in her arms.
On both sides of the boat, Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang were supporting and pushing it in the water.
They were coming from the old maple tree, and they must have been walking in the water.
Visually, the water reached Luo Fengtang's thighs.
Soon, they arrived near the pond.
"Tangyaozi, be careful!"
Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly.
The ponds and dams were submerged, and it was impossible to tell which was the pond and which was the dam.
Luo Fengtang waved to Yang Ruoqing from a distance and showed a reassuring smile.
Then he seemed to have a discussion with Blacksmith Luo, and then both of them started swimming.
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 reached the legs of the Eight Immortals table at home. I can't stay there."
"I thought your house was on a high ground, so I came over quickly."
"Okay, okay, escort aunt to my house quickly. My mother and the others are all in the warehouse." Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang nodded, stepping on the water to keep from falling.
While saying to Yang Ruoqing: "I will settle my uncle and aunt first, and I will go to the village to find you later!"
Then, everyone went their separate ways and got busy.
The boat entered the village.
Yang Ruoqing was a little afraid to recognize the village in front of her.
What a prehistoric world!
There were many corpses of dead chickens and ducks floating in the water.
In the yards of every house, the sounds of panicked adults and the cries of children could be heard.
Old Yang sat on the end of the bed, walking all the way, and everything he looked at made the old man feel frightened.
"Oh my god, thank you Qing'er for being prepared and building this boat!"
The old man sighed with a look on his face.
Yang Huazhong also frowned: "This time, there is no hope for the crops, and the poultry and livestock in the village have been raised in vain. What a disaster..."
Yang Ruoqing said while punting the boat: "As long as people are around, everything destroyed will be earned again."
Before disaster strikes, take precautions.
If a disaster does happen, we should deal with it calmly.
After a disaster, it is even more important to cheer up.
On the ruins, rebuild your home!
The three of them rowed the boat and went straight to the door of the main house of Lao Yang's house.
The water had already covered less than half of the door of the main house. The boat had just stopped at the door, and Yang Ruoqing was busy looking for a place to tie the boat.
The quarrel between Yang Huaan and Yang Yongjin came from inside the room.
In the meantime, there was also Jin's cry.
The scattered people outside the house looked at each other and tied the boat. Old Yangtou took the lead in getting into the water with the help of Yang Huazhong.
Followed by Yang Huazhong, and finally Yang Ruoqing.
"Daughter, come here, dad will carry you." Yang Huazhong said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hand, "Dad, it's okay."
She immediately got off the boat and stood in the water.
I just went and the water almost reached 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 about 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 astonishing.
Shoes and socks, as well as the pens, papers and books that Yang Huaan used to write and write, 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 Eight Immortals table, squatting were Jin and Yang Yongqing.
Yang Yongjin stood in the water beside the Eight Immortals table.
In front of Yang Yongjin, there was Yang Huaan who was standing with a splitting eye. The father and son stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, making their faces turn red and thick necks.
