The rain has been falling, even if it is not as heavy as before, but it rains continuously every day, and it doesn't stop.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know how long it had been since she saw the sun, and she couldn't wander outside.
It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil, but there is too much oil, it is everywhere, and it almost makes people sick to death.
In the first few days, she would excitedly drag Xiaoyu along with her, holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing on an arch bridge in Yecheng.
Looking at the river flowing in front of me, I folded a peach blossom in my hand and sniffed it, posing in various poses that I thought were very literary or retro.
All I need is an Oppo phone to take a soft light selfie.
But the damn rain kept falling, and it felt like there was a hole in the sky, never ending.
Clothes and quilts cannot be dried, and bacteria and moldy smells breed.
In order to keep it dry, Yang Ruoqing burns the best bamboo charcoal in the house every day to drive away the moisture in the house.
It was so strenuous and strenuous, and my whole mood was not very good.
On the official road, the people sent by Chen'er to inquire came back and said that the official road was also very muddy. As soon as an ordinary carriage wheel went on the road, half of the wheel would be buried.
All we can do is wait.
I sent a message to my family, telling them the good news that mother and son were reunited.
I also told my family about the general situation of Jianye City in my heart, and asked them to calm down and do what they should do.
Next, in order to kill the boredom, Yang Ruoqing simply bought fabrics and worked with Xiaoyu on needlework every day.
What’s funny is that twelve-year-old Xiaoyu can’t even hold a needle and thread.
Yang Ruoqing, who could embroider a mandarin duck into a wild duck, transformed into Xiaoyu's needlework master, teaching Xiaoyu how to thread the needle every day.
Just start by practicing hitting the soles of your shoes. This is the basic skill.
"Sister Qing'er, I have been thinking during this period that in the past eight years, I was really ignorant and was used as a chess piece."
After Xiaoyu rubbed the soles of her shoes a few times, she raised her head and said softly.
Yang Ruoqing also stopped her sewing and comforted Xiaoyu: "You are only twelve years old. You are just starting to bud like a flower. You can learn anything in time!"
"I only learned needlework from my mother when I was twelve years old. At the beginning, I couldn't make the soles of my shoes and my stitches were crooked. Isn't that what happened now?"
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's consolation, Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, lowered her head and continued to do needlework seriously.
Yang Ruoqing put the things in her hands back into the dustpan, raised her hands to rub the sore back of her neck, stood up, came to the door and looked outside.
"Master Huang really favors me Chen'er. He also needs Chen'er's help in investigating the case, and he also needs Chen'er to help with the water control. Hey, he thinks so highly of me, what can I say?"
Yang Ruoqing said with a self-deprecating tone.
"Sister Qing'er, that's because we, Chen'er, are excellent and those who are capable work harder." Xiaoyu also said with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly.
As a mother, I am very happy that my son is so good and outstanding.
However, seeing her son running around and working so hard at such a young age, her heartache far outweighed the glory he brought.
When it was getting dark, Chen'er came back in a hurry.
"Why are you going out all day? Have you had lunch?"
Yang Ruoqing quickly put out the dinner for the night and asked Chen'er anxiously.
Chen'er washed her hands and was coming to the table. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "I will accompany Mr. Huang to inspect the moat's dam all day long and make up for the leaks."
"Mr. Huang ordered lunch at a restaurant in the city, and the waiter took it to the embankment to eat."
In her mind, she imagined the scene of eating under an umbrella in the rain. Half of the food in her mouth was filled with rainwater, and Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but frown.
"You are still a child. Mr. Huang is thirty or forty years old. He is in his prime. He can bear it, but your child's body can't bear it!" Yang Ruoqing said worriedly.
Chen'er smiled and held Yang Ruoqing's hand.
"Mom, don't worry, I can handle it too," he said.
"Besides, I am also very happy to control water. The reason why I went out on this trip is to learn more."
"It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles to learn about the knowledge, customs, local customs and customs of various places,"
"I want to experience everything in terms of food, clothing, housing, transportation, agricultural and commercial planting, water conservancy projects, etc. in person!" he said.
Listening to what he said so eloquently, Yang Ruoqing felt like her head was about to explode.
"I am a silly son. If you are diligent and studious, of course my mother will be happy," she said.
"But you have learned so much at such a young age, aren't you tired?" she asked again.
Chen'er smiled and shook his head, "Of course I'm not tired. This is my hobby. I enjoy it. I don't miss Shu and never get tired of it."
Yang Ruoqing used three idioms in a row to strengthen her tone, and Yang Ruoqing had black lines all over her head.
"Okay, okay, Mom can't help you. As long as you feel happy and your body can handle it, you can go ahead and Mom won't hold you back."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and sat Chen'er down on the stool.
"Mom has cooked your favorite dishes for you. Come on, have an extra bowl of rice to make your mother happy," she said.
Chen'er smiled happily and picked up the chopsticks.
As soon as he put a piece of sweet-sour pork into the bowl, he suddenly remembered something, put down his chopsticks hurriedly, and said to Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting opposite: "By the way, mother, help me pack two sets of clothes tonight. I'll meet you early tomorrow morning." I want to follow Mr. Huang to Hechuan County, fifty miles south of Jianye City."
Yang Ruoqing was spooning coriander and tofu soup for Chen'er. Hearing this, she quickly put down the spoon.
"Hechuan County? What are you going there for? Or to control floods?" she asked.
Chen'er nodded: "Due to its terrain, Hechuan County is the county with the most severe flooding within the jurisdiction of Jianye City."
"According to the latest information we received, several villages in Hechuan County have been submerged, and large areas of farmland have become a vast ocean."
"Poultry and livestock also drowned, and many villagers were left without food and homeless."
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing not only remembered the flood scene in Changping Village that year, everyone's house was flooded, and the beds, quilts, etc. were all gone.
In the end, everyone found a higher ground near the Earth Temple at the south end of the village and set up tents to take refuge, making it look like a drum island in the sea.
Next, Chen'er's voice came to my ears: "Controlling water is only one of them. The other thing is to treat people."
"Treat people? What do you mean?" Yang Ruoqing asked a little confused.
Chen'er frowned, "Whenever a disaster strikes, everyone behaves differently."
"Some choose to stay together to keep each other warm, support each other, and tide over the difficulties together."
"And some people are indifferent and ruthless, sweeping away the snow in front of their own door, not caring about the frost on other people's tiles."
"There is another type of people, the most hateful type. They will take advantage of others and add insult to injury."
"Using disasters to do unkind and unjust things, disturb people's hearts and create chaos,"
"After these few days of hard work, the water situation in Jianye City has basically been controlled. Tomorrow, Mr. Huang and I will go to Hechuan County, mainly to rectify the flooding and bad habits there!"
