Dressed as a top-notch girl, leading the whole village to become rich

It was just dawn outside. Aunt Liu handed Ye Guo a hot towel for her to clean her face and told her that breakfast was ready.

Old Man Ye, Old Lady Ye and the others knew that she had woken up and were waiting for her.

It was already midnight when we returned to Yejia Village last night. None of the Ye family members had slept yet. They all kept the oil lamps on, waiting for Ye Guo to come back.

When she came back, the porridge in the kitchen was still warm. Old Mrs. Ye watched her finish her meal before letting her go to bed.

This morning, except for the sound of rain, the yard was so quiet that it seemed as if no one lived there, just to let Ye Guo sleep a little longer.

Nanny Liu truly witnessed the Ye family's doting on Ye Guo.

What moved her even more was that after breakfast, no one asked her what happened the night before and why she rushed to the county town and returned in the middle of the night.

After the meal, everyone just did what they were supposed to do, and it was not just a face-saving project.

It was still drizzling outside, and the river that ran through Yejia Village had risen by half its water level overnight.

Ye Guo had someone check the back of the mountain. The water level in the valley was rising very fast and was now one third full. If it reached half the level, they would start releasing a small amount of water.

Because of the rain, Old Lady Ye and Mrs. Su went to work at the village oil press as usual.

I heard that the head of the village is planning to take some grain and exchange it for more beans to make oil.

Most of the crops in the fields were dead, but a few survived the rain and became full of energy after the rain, which rekindled people's hope.

"Aunt, when the rain stops, we can go up the mountain to see if there are any mushrooms to pick."

"Mushrooms are delicious when they are fresh, and they are also delicious when they are dried. There are many families in the village who can make two more sets of clothes every year by selling mushrooms."

Ye Wan was a careful person. Seeing that she seemed to be worried, she deliberately picked something happy to talk about.

Ye Guo smiled lightly, then pulled Xiao Wan to sit in front of him and said seriously, "Xiao Wan, a flood is coming."

"Put everything you can put away at home. Some things you don't use often but may be used in the future, put them away first and have Brother Lu take them and put them somewhere else."

"Everything that is often used at home, especially quilts and clothes, should be wrapped in layers of waterproof cloth."

"If there aren't enough tarpaulins, take down the tarpaulins on the vegetable garden shed, wash them and use them."

After Ye Wan heard this, her mind went blank. She looked carefully into her aunt's eyes and asked, "Didn't the drought just end? How come there is another flood?"

"Isn't this rain God sending to save our lives?"

Ye Guo was unable to answer Ye Wan's question.

Even in modern times, those sudden natural disasters are still things that happen.

Especially during the period of rapid social and economic development, the greenhouse effect has caused various extreme weather conditions.

The highest and lowest temperatures are breaking records every year.

Daqing was still in the agricultural era a hundred years ago, and was even more helpless in the face of natural disasters.

Ye Guo held Xiaowan, who was crying like a baby, in his arms, but he was unable to calm her down with words.

He waited until she was tired of crying before helping her into the house, patting her back and letting her fall into a deep sleep.

When it rains, it is the farmers' day off. Ye Guo went straight to the backyard, where Ye Lao Da was plowing the soil in his raincoat, and Ye Lao Di was repairing farm tools in the tool room.

Ye Guo first called someone, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums outside.

Two overlapping voices shouted, "The Imperial Master has said that floods are coming. Please move out as soon as possible."

Several people stood under the eaves one after another, and they saw two yamen runners, wearing rainproof oilcloth. Even though their clothes were half wet, they were still beating gongs and drums while walking and shouting along the village road.

The sound was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's heart.

Everyone stood at the door of their house without any prior agreement, but no one stepped forward to stop anyone and ask questions.

Until the sound spread throughout the entire Yejia Village, even the usually lively and active children in the family felt the tension in the air and became quiet.

"Xiaoguo, is this what you wanted to tell us?" Old Man Ye had tears in his eyes without him noticing.

Ye Guo, who was usually calm, was frightened and panicked, "Dad, I didn't hide it on purpose."

"It's okay. Dad is not blaming you. I'm blaming God for not giving ordinary people like us a way to live." Old Man Ye wiped the tears from his face, leaving a few red marks at the corners of his eyes.

"I'll go get ready. Third Master, the head of the village will probably be here soon."

After saying that, he turned back and said to Ye Laoda, "Boss, the Third Master is old, and the road is slippery on rainy days. Go ask. If it's difficult to come over, just let Xiaoguo go."

Old Man Ye lowered his head and walked out quickly. In just a few words, he arranged everything for Ye Guo to do.

Boss Ye looked at his younger sister with complicated eyes, and suddenly he understood what Dr. Peng said during the consultation.

Extreme wisdom will hurt you.

No wonder my younger sister didn't say a word when he talked about the food in the back mountain. It turned out that the food might not be able to save all the people in Yejia Village.

Suddenly, there was no one in the yard. Ye Guo looked at the endless rain outside and felt inexplicably irritated.

The new houses in Yejia Village are of uniform style and remain neat and pleasing to the eye even in the rain.

This is the home that everyone has worked hard to cultivate, but now it may be submerged by floods at any time.

Moving away is easier said than done.

Where to move? How to move? Will there still be Yejia Village in the future?

These are questions that no one can answer, one by one.

In the end, Ye Guo went to the Third Master's house.

The old man was old and in poor health. After hearing the news, he became so angry that he lay in bed unable to get up.

When Ye Guo went there, he brought Doctor Peng with him and told the head of the village about it.

If anyone in the village is sick or uncomfortable, they can ask her to come to them. As long as the medicinal materials are not particularly difficult to find, she has them.

The village head wiped his tears thankfully and went to inform them. When he came back, his clothes were all wet.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. By the time everyone finished their work and sat together, an hour had passed.

"Villagers who have bought houses in the city should start moving in today. Those who can stay with relatives in the city should also start moving in today."

"Others..." The head of the village started out with a loud voice, but when he got to the latter part, he didn't know what to say next and just stared at Ye Guo blankly.

"Village head, what are you looking at Xiaoguo doing? What does she, a little girl, know?" Before Ye Guo could speak, Old Man Ye retorted.