End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Sun Chuanfu's premonition unfortunately came true.

The sky was originally gloomy, but in an instant it was covered with dark clouds, strong winds blew, and raindrops as big as beans fell down on people's heads.

The originally calm water on the river became turbulent and the small boat was like a fallen leaf, tossing violently in the waves.

"Oh no! The wind and waves are too strong!" Boatman Sun's face turned pale. He held the oars tightly and tried hard to control the direction of the boat.

However, in the face of the violent forces of nature, human power seems so insignificant.

On the shore, Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze anxiously watched the small boat swaying in the wind and rain in the middle of the river.

"Mengmeng, what should we do?" Teng Junze frowned, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng bit her lip, feeling extremely anxious. These supplies were extremely important to her, and she couldn't afford to lose anything. "We have to find a way to help him!"

At this time, several small businessmen watching on the side began to whisper.

Wang Er said sarcastically, "That's bad now. I'm afraid all the goods will be fed to the fish. This little girl looks smart, but I didn't expect she's such a spendthrift."

Li San also echoed: "That's right. These days, doing business is not that easy. I think this girl and that boy are just lucky. They happened to make a little money, but they don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is..."

These words pierced Fan Mengmeng's ears like needles, but she had no time to pay attention to these sarcasm at the moment.

All her attention was focused on the small boat that was drifting in the wind and rain on the river.

Boatman Sun struggled hard in the raging waves.

He tried to row the boat forward forcefully, hoping to reach the shore as soon as possible, but a huge wave hit him head-on, causing the boat to tremble violently and make a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

Several boxes of cargo were thrown overboard and instantly swept into the turbulent river.

"My goods! My goods!" Boatman Sun wailed in despair, slumped at the bottom of the boat, his face ashen.

He felt that he had caused another disaster and betrayed the trust of Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze.

"No, I have to find a way quickly..." Fan Mengmeng suddenly remembered the wilderness survival knowledge she had learned in modern times...

A flash of inspiration suddenly came to Fan Mengmeng's mind.

"Ropes! We need ropes and something to hold the boat in place!" she yelled.

Modern rescue knowledge comes in handy at this moment.

"Rope? Where is the rope?" Boatman Sun was at a loss and let the boat drift in the wind and waves.

"Trees on the shore! Use vines!" Fan Mengmeng pointed to the dense woods on the river bank and shouted, "Cut off the branches, weave ropes with vines, and secure the boat!" As she shouted, she took out a small multi-functional knife from her bag, which was an essential tool for her in the modern world.

Teng Junze immediately understood what she meant, grabbed the knife and rushed into the rain.

"Someone come and help!" he shouted to the crowd watching on the shore.

Those small businessmen who were originally waiting to see the joke were frightened by Teng Junze's momentum and did not dare to be negligent and stepped forward to help.

Wang Er and Li San looked at each other, a hint of unwillingness flashing in their eyes.

They originally wanted to laugh at Fan Mengmeng, but they didn't expect her to be so calm and able to come up with a solution.

"Hmph, so what even if we can fix the boat? Can we retrieve the cargo that fell into the river?" Wang Er muttered softly.

Li San also said sourly: "That's right, I think they've suffered a huge loss this time, I'm afraid they'll cry..."

However, Fan Mengmeng ignored these sarcastic remarks.

She quickly cut down several strong branches and then instructed Teng Junze and others to weave the vines into strong ropes.

She took out a signal mirror from her bag and pointed it at the village vaguely visible in the distance, quickly reflecting the sunlight and sending out a distress signal.

In the storm, the light reflected by the signal mirror, although weak, is like a beacon of hope, guiding the direction of rescue.

Soon, shouts of response were heard in the distance, and a group of villagers braved the wind and rain and rowed several large boats to come to the rescue.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the boat was finally towed to a safe area.

Boatman Sun slumped in the boat and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had survived a disaster.

He looked at Fan Mengmeng with gratitude, his eyes full of admiration.

Teng Junze walked to Fan Mengmeng and gently put a cloak on her shoulders.

He looked at her rain-soaked face, his eyes full of love.

"Are you okay?" His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of imperceptible concern.

Fan Mengmeng raised her head and met his deep gaze, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

She shook her head gently, "I'm fine, just a little cold." She could feel the emotion in his eyes, it was no longer simple appreciation, but a deeper and more passionate love.

This made her feel a little overwhelmed, but also faintly sweet.

"Thank you for your hard work." Teng Junze's eyes fell on her red, frozen hands, and he held them lovingly. "Next time, I'll be more careful."

Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly. "No one could have predicted what happened this time, but fortunately, most of the supplies were saved." She paused, then continued, "We need to summarize our experience and improve our transportation plans for the next time."

The two sat side by side on the river bank, counting the rescued supplies.

Although some parts were lost, most of it was intact.

"It seems that we need to prepare stronger ropes and a few more boats, just in case." Fan Mengmeng said as she wrote down the details in her notebook.

Teng Junze watched her pondering intently, his eyes filled with admiration. "You're right. Thanks to you, we were able to avoid even greater losses this time."

"And the villagers also helped," Fan Mengmeng added. "We have to thank them too."

As night falls, the Teng Mansion is brightly lit.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng are discussing the details of the next transportation.

"We can cover the ship with a layer of tarpaulin so that the cargo will not get wet even if it rains," Fan Mengmeng suggested.

Teng Junze nodded. "That's a good idea. I'll arrange for it." He paused, his brows furrowed slightly. "It's just... I'm worried that Miss Wu will interfere."

Fan Mengmeng also thought of this, and her expression grew serious. "When the enemy comes, we will fight them with our troops; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. We will always find a way."

At the same time, in another room in the Teng Mansion, Butler Li was whispering something to several members of the Teng family.

"...Master did this because he was completely deceived by that woman! Our Teng family's foundation will sooner or later be destroyed by her!"

The atmosphere in the room was heavy and oppressive, with an undercurrent of unease surging... Butler Li smiled grimly, "The master has been bewildered. We can only..." He lowered his voice and spoke of a plan...