The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

Jiang Hexi slept soundly, which was rare for him.

In her dreams, she was smiling, thinking that the thousand acres of wheat fields were finally saved.

Unexpectedly, at five in the morning, I was awakened by the sound of heavy rain.

The strong wind shook the entire wooden building with great force, and the heavy rain raged, hitting the house with tremendous force, threatening to break through the doors and windows.

She put on her slippers, put on a windbreaker, opened the door nervously, and saw Chai Fei and Yu Xiangwan standing in the corridor.

"Sister Xi, I was just about to knock on the door to call you, but you came out."

Yu Xiangwan took her hand and walked out together, "We can't avoid this typhoon, let's go downstairs first."

Jiang Hexi followed her to the first floor in a daze.

The living room was full of people, with the four guests and the program crew all gathered together.

Director Chen held the microphone in his hand and announced the bad news with a serious face:

"I'm sure everyone has heard the heavy rain and wind outside. The current rainstorm situation is very serious."

"Unfortunately, the river bank burst and the flood rushed in like crazy. The village committee has already started resettlement and relocation measures. After daybreak, the village chief will arrange boats to come over and transfer us to a safe area upstream."

Director Chen saw that everyone around him had a solemn look on their faces, so he lowered his voice and said softly, which was rare:

"I didn't expect that filming a variety show about farming would encounter a once-in-a-century torrential rainstorm in the north."

"But this is the charm of documentary variety shows. No matter what happens, we will record everything that happens truthfully."

"All staff, under the premise of ensuring safety, continue filming and live broadcasting. You can go back and pack your bags."

No one mentioned the current situation of the thousands of acres of wheat fields, and the endless wheat was deliberately ignored.

Jiang Hexi sat on the sofa and covered his face with his hands at one point.

She didn't know how things turned out like this.

Although the drain had been cleared, the weather forecast deceived her. The heavy rain caused by the typhoon not only did not decrease, but became more severe and swept everything.

She was unwilling and unable to accept the fact that the wheat was submerged by water.

There was a cool touch on the back of my hand.

Jiang Hexi looked up and saw Yu Xiangwan handing her the phone. "It's Auntie's call. Answer it."

In fact, Yu Xiangwan saw that she was in a bad state and was worried that something might have happened to her, so he took the liberty of calling Ms. Zhou despite the early morning hours.

Jiang Hexi took the phone and said, "Mom——"

When Ms. Zhou heard her voice, she felt relieved. "Ah Xi, Mom heard about what happened to you over there. Don't be too sad. Don't let your mind wander. Take good care of yourself."

"I'm fine here, Mom, don't worry."

"Safety first. Move with everyone else. When the flood recedes, I'll ask your brother to pick you up."

Ms. Zhou didn't dare to mention anything about Xiaomai and guided her carefully.

The two chatted for half an hour, and only after Ms. Zhou saw that her mood had improved slightly did she dare to end the call.

Jiang Hexi put down his phone and looked up to see that it was dawn outside.

The trees were bent all over the place by the strong wind, the rain fell down in large quantities, and the wheat fields in the distance became a vast ocean.

She tried hard to see which one was their wheat field, but the rain blocked her view and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Sister Xi, have some porridge."

Yan Jie brought the porridge and side dishes to her, but she shook her head and refused.

Jiang Hexi stood up from the sofa, rubbed her sore legs and feet and said:

"I'll go upstairs to wash up and pack my luggage, then come down to eat."

"Okay, I'll save breakfast for you."

Yan Jie watched her walk upstairs step by step, neither crying nor making a fuss. It was precisely because of this that he couldn't stop worrying about her.

When transferring safely by boat, each person can only carry one piece of luggage.

After Jiang Hexi packed all his things, he took his suitcase and went downstairs.

Before the boat to pick her up arrived, she sat at the long table and ate breakfast quietly.

When the netizens watching in the live broadcast room saw this, they all sighed:

[A thousand acres of wheat were flooded. Don't say that the five chaebols are too depressed. I feel heartbroken just watching. It's such a pity.]

[Oh my God, do you have to be so cruel? Look at what you have done to them?! ]

[Wuwuwuwuwu, I am crying to death, my King Yan, how could God do this to you? 】

[What I can’t accept is that they tried so hard, but in the end the result is still like this…]

[Alas, in the face of natural disasters, humans are really as insignificant as ants. ]

The rain gradually subsided, and the boat sent by the village chief to pick up people stopped under the small banyan tree.

During the transfer, three people shared a small boat, with another villager rowing the boat.

Chu Yang, Yan Jie and Jiang Hexi formed a group, Chai Fei, Yu Xiangwan and Shen Yingyu formed a group two, Zhou Gongqi, director Chen and assistant director formed a group three, and there were three other filming staff members in the fourth group.

Jiang Hexi put on a raincoat and rain boots and went out. He stepped into the deep and shallow puddles and got on the boat carrying his suitcase.

Chu Yang and Yan Jie also boarded the boat afterwards.

The villagers held the pole at the bow and pushed the boat out, while Yan Jie rowed at the stern, working together to push the boat out little by little.

Chu Yang and Jiang Hexi both lowered their heads and used the brims of their raincoats to block the falling rain. Their moods were as low as the lead-gray sky above their heads.

Four small boats moved slowly forward in the turbulent flood.

I don’t know who exclaimed first, but everyone looked up.

Thousands of acres of wheat fields were submerged by floods. The vast water was endless and the fallen wheat was rolling under the water under the push of the waves.

The scene was extremely shocking.

All the greenery that had not had the chance to bloom was lost in the flood.

A suppressed cry broke out on the boat, and everyone looked towards Jiang Hexi.

She clutched the side of the boat tightly, clenched her teeth, and still cried like a storm.

The voice was so sorrowful that it reached the sky, and even the sound of the falling rain was suppressed.

Chu Yang looked at the heavy tears rolling down her face. He couldn't hold it in any longer. Tears burst out of his eyes and he burst into tears.

Yan Jie paddled with one hand to control the speed of the boat to prevent it from being washed away by the current. He freed his other hand and held an umbrella over Jiang Hexi's head, just covering her face so that no one could see her crying.

【Wuwuwuwuwu Ximei, my Ximei wawuwuwuwuwu. 】

[┭┮﹏┭┮, what did the five chaebols do wrong that God wants to treat them like this! ]

[Sister Xi, please don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Seeing you crying like a storm makes me so sad.]

[I have never felt so concretely that farming is such a difficult task.]

[Farming variety shows have been sublimated here, and their significance is no longer limited to entertainment. 】