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Chen Sanlin led Xiaohong back to the stable.

Fortunately, the leak in the shed was not severe. In the rabbit pen, Xiaoman and Xiaohu were busy carrying the little rabbits in their arms and carrying them into the house. Fortunately, the hen with her chicks was warming herself by the fire in the house and did not get wet.

Xu Wenyan untied the rope of the old mule and carried it to the stable. The black bear circled around Xu Wenyan, biting the rope with its teeth and pulling it forward.

"Ancestor, please come into the house quickly." The dog's hair had been wet for a long time, but it was extremely excited and ran around the yard happily.

After working for a while, the clothes of several men in the house were soaked.

Xu Wenyan pulled Xiaohu into the bedroom: "Are you wearing my clothes or your brother Sanlin's?"

"Brother Xu, do you have any clean clothes?" Xiaohu smoothed his hair, and raindrops dripped from his hair to the ground.

"Yes, didn't my aunt make a new set of clothes for us? I'll wear new clothes." After giving the dry clothes to Xiaohu, Xiaohu stood there in a daze.

Xu Wenyan laughed twice and went straight to the point: "You're still shy in front of your two brothers."

After drying their hair, they lit the fireplace and the whole family gathered around the fire.

"Yawn!" Rong Xiaoliu sneezed, and Xu Wenyan took him to the stove again.

"What's wrong, you have a cold?"

Touching Rong Xiaoliu's forehead, he felt it was a little hot: "Come in and sit down quickly. It will be painful to catch a cold now."

I boiled a large pot of medicine to dispel the cold and gave everyone a bowl of it. The rain was hitting the wooden windows and the whole air was filled with the smell of earth.

"Why did you come back so early today? We were worried about it because of such heavy rain." Xiaoman sat down and hugged Chen Dong in her arms.

Because the fireplace was so small, everyone sat in a stacked position.

"Don't mention it." Xu Wenyan rubbed his hands. Whenever his hands got cold, it was difficult for the temperature to go down. This was a problem left over from not taking good care of them when he was a child.

Chen Sanlin, who was sitting behind him, held his hand. After feeling a warm current, Xu Wenyan leaned back and leaned on Chen Sanlin. This guy was like a heater at all times.

I told others what happened at the restaurant opposite, and everyone fell silent after listening.

"Brother Xu, are you saying that eating that kind of thing will make people like their food? Then won't their business be very good in the future?" Xiaohu widened his eyes and looked at Xu Wenyan.

Xu Wenyan answered seriously: "Well, it's about the same. It's not that serious in the early stage. I just think it tastes good. The more I eat, the more addicted I become."

"Then can we also use that...something shell...something powder?"

"Bang." Xu Wenyan reached out and flicked Xiaohu's forehead: "This is considered poison. If we use it too, won't it be no different from them? This is harmful to people."

Xiaohu rubbed his head and said, "That's what I said."

"Don't even think about it like that."

It was still raining heavily outside, and small puddles had accumulated in the yard. The rain fell into the puddles, causing bubbles to form one after another.

If it were in a modern city, Xu Wenyan might feel that this was a noisy silence, and falling asleep to the sound of rain was very comfortable.

But now, Xu Wen really couldn't sleep at all. The new houses built with earthen bricks were fine, but the old houses could not withstand the heavy rain.

With the help of the dim light from the fireplace, Chen Sanlin got on the bed and put his hand on Xu Wenyan's shoulder, and the two of them just sat there in a daze.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Xu Wenyan turned his head and looked at Chen Sanlin: "Brother Chen, has it ever rained so heavily in the village before?"

"No." Chen Sanlin shook his head: "It's rare for the village to have heavy rains. Most of the time it's during the plum rain season."

The amount of precipitation from rainstorms and plum rains is actually similar, but the destructive power of rainstorms is more evident. Although plum rains are more frequent, the rainfall is small each time.

It's already night time, and the sound of rain hitting the tiles on the roof never stops.

Fortunately, I have been busy these days and have not had time to plant the melon seedlings in the fields. Besides, the vegetables in the fields are almost ready to be harvested, so the survival rate is relatively higher.

But this year's harvest will still be affected.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, Xu Wenyan fell asleep unknowingly.

I had just woken up the next day.

I heard the news from the village from Xiaoman.

The heavy rain washed away the shacks. The Fool and the four women of the Hua family were all settled in the ancestral hall. Except for them, the houses of other villagers had more or less leaks.

The house was almost flooded.

Xu Wenyan's house is fine, mainly because the wood is well connected and there are almost no gaps.

Looking at the muddy ground, I’m afraid I won’t be able to set up my stall today. After all, safety is the most important thing.

Xu Wenyan took a hammer and took a few men from his family to clear the water in the pen. The rabbits and chickens huddled together to keep warm and didn't move when they saw people coming in.

This is what happens when it rains heavily; animals suffer and people suffer too.

The water passage was blocked by mud. It seemed that they would have to sprinkle some pebbles in the circle. It took the team half an hour to clear it up.

Chen Sanlin and Xiaoman went to the roof of the shed, while Xu Wenyan and Xiaohu were below passing them yellow mud and dry straw, layer by layer of dry straw and yellow mud.

Laying it down layer by layer can at least prevent water.

Xu Wenyan looked up at the sky. It was still gloomy, like a cheetah hiding in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity, ready to pounce on its prey again.

Afterwards, several people went to check with Xiaohu and Zhou Jianye. Fortunately, the damage was not serious. Because they had been coated with white lime before, the rain did not penetrate much.

But other villagers were not so lucky. Many of them were old houses that had already been cracked by the heavy rain. If it continued to rain for a while, a wall would surely collapse.

Xu Wenyan waded through the mud to find Chen Xingjie. The disaster situation in the village had to be reported to his higher-ups.

The soles of these cloth shoes are flat, and the mud will stick to the soles of feet when you step on them. Every time you step on them, a layer of mud will stick to the soles. Walking such a short distance almost made Xu Wenyan tired to death.

The soles of his feet were covered with thick mud. He found a stone to scrape off the mud, and then Xu Wenyan entered the ancestral hall.

There was a fire burning in the middle of the ancestral hall, and seven or eight people were gathered around the fire. This was the second time Xu Wenyan saw this fool.

He always has a smile on his face and looks quite old, at least in his 50s or 60s.

When the fool saw Xu Wenyan coming, he waved and smiled at him.

Xu Wenyan nodded, smiled, and sat next to Chen Xingjie.

"Brother Xingjie, how is the situation in the village?"

"Brother Wenyan, you came just in time. I can't write many words." Chen Xingjie handed the booklet to Xu Wenyan, and then said with a serious face: "The situation in the village is not very good. The old houses are cracked. Many villagers didn't dare to sleep last night, fearing that the wall would suddenly collapse and they would be crushed underneath."

Not only that, the ground has been soaked and the villagers are now scooping water out. They have no habit of setting up drainage ditches, so the water is piling up.

The main reason is that heavy rain is so rare that we don’t know how to deal with it when we see it once or twice.

Xu Wenyan took notes and decided to take Chen Xingjie to the county if it didn’t rain today.

Of course, it is hard to say whether the people on these memorials will approve them or not.