Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

"Mr. Ma, help!" Yu Shi shouted as he entered the yard.

When the people in the room saw that they had carried someone back, they quickly cleared out a wooden bed and asked Xuanwen to put the person on it. Mr. Ma took his pulse and found nothing serious. He asked him to find some dry clothes and then asked someone to boil some medicine.

The village chief was supported by Yu Baban and asked where the young man was as soon as he entered the door. Seeing that the young man was still unconscious, he didn't care about anything else and pinched his Ren Zhong point. The young man woke up faintly, but for a moment he couldn't react.

"Wake up quickly, you are from Wu Yue Village? You said that your village's promotion was washed away, what is the situation now?" The village chief asked questions like a machine gun when he saw people wake up.

The young man was a little confused for a moment, but when he came to his senses, he immediately stood up, knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged them to save him.

The village chief got furious and shouted, "Stop kowtow! If you keep kowtow, you'll be dead. I'm the village chief of Chenjia Village. You just answer my questions."

The young man nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to say much.

"When was the embankment in your Wuyue Village destroyed? Was the breach serious?"

"It was around twilight. I had no idea how wide the opening was, but I was upstream and wanted to help when I saw the situation was dire. However, the water was too strong, so I had to go upstream to seek help."

"Wuyue Village is dozens of miles away from here. There are other villages in between. Have you told them?"

"I ran all the way without following the main roads. When I came across a village, I asked for help. I thought I would find as many people as possible and save as many as possible."

He ran to every village he encountered, begging for help. They were all neighbors, and now they wouldn't stand by and watch someone in need. They arranged for the young and strong men in the village to go. He thought, while he still had the strength, he should visit as many villages as possible. The more people he found, the more hope they would have. He reached the outskirts of Chenjia Village and could no longer run. Fortunately, someone had left the village, otherwise he would have been dead.

The village chief turned around and said, "I will gather all the young men in the village to rescue them."

When Old Man Yu and his companions heard this, their expressions became extremely solemn. Wu Yue Village was close to the downstream, and the river had burst its banks, so the several villages downstream were probably all affected. Moreover, it was nighttime, and no one knew how many casualties there would be.

"Pingchuan, bring the medicine and we'll go together."

Mr. Ma went back to prepare the herbs without saying anything. Seeing that Old Man Yu was going there himself, Yu Xian'an and the others advised, "Grandfather, you are not in good health and can't stand the cold, let alone the rain. We will go to Xuanli and follow you. You stay with Grandpa Ma."

"Yes, Grandpa, you and Grandpa Ma stay here, we go." Several younger ones echoed and disagreed with him going.

Mr. Ma packed up the medicine and said, "Yes, don't go. You've finally recovered some of this. Don't want to ruin it. Besides, you can't soak in this water for a long time. I'll have to take care of you. Wouldn't that be a burden?"

"I'm not that spoiled. Back then, I was~~~~"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted: "Alright, think about how old you were back then, and how old are you now? Age aside, you have all these injuries. Listen to the kids."

Mr. Ma was unusually strong and stopped Mr. Yu.

"Grandfather, please listen to Mr. Ma. Let's go. Mr. Ma, you stay here too. Xuanli will come with you. He is a good doctor as well." Meng Jinhuai said.

Old Master Yu thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. You guys go ahead. Old Three, Old Seven, Old Eight, and Old Ten, all of you come with us. If anything happens, follow Old Three's instructions."

"I'll go too." Everyone turned to look at the person who spoke.

Qingzhu said again: "I'll go too."

Old Master Yu shook his head and refused: "Why would a girl like you go with them? It's too dangerous. Stay at home."

Qingzhu's eyes were extremely determined. He met everyone's gaze and said, "Grandpa Yu, I want to go with you. Although I've only learned a little bit from Master and can't really save people, it's good to help Uncle Xuanli. Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

"Okay, you can come with me. Don't panic if something happens. Ensure your own safety before saving others." Mr. Ma said, the child should practice more.

After Mr. Ma spoke, they didn't say anything more. Although the Chen family felt distressed, they knew Qingzhu was determined and didn't say much, just told her to be careful.

After receiving the order, several people immediately packed up their things, packed up the medicinal herbs and other things, and brought a horse-drawn carriage to load the herbs onto the carriage. The Chen family also hurriedly prepared some dry food for them. After a dozen people met up with the villagers, they headed towards the village downstream.

It was a dark night, with heavy rain and difficult waterways to navigate. Everyone had a hard time walking. Yu San, Chen Wuyi and others led the way, and from time to time they used a wooden stick as tall as a person to measure the water depth, fearing that they had taken the wrong path.

It was already late at night when they arrived at Wu Yue Village. They could hear cries for help from afar. The villagers from other villages who had arrived earlier were extremely anxious and did not dare to step forward to rescue.

Seeing someone else coming, he took a closer look. He saw that the person was riding a horse and driving a carriage, so he thought it was an honorable person passing by.

"My dears, the riverbank has collapsed and the road ahead is impassable. You'd better take a detour."

"We are from Chenjia Village and are here to rescue people." Chen Wuyi stepped forward and said to the people in front.

"From Chenjia Village? We are from Libao Village, we are from Qianzhuang Village." The voice of the person in front could not hide his excitement.

Soon the villagers who came to rescue people gathered around, greeted each other, and talked about what they had seen. Everyone present felt depressed.

Unable to see or touch, all they could hear were shrill cries, and a feeling of powerlessness and sadness swept over everyone.

"How many people are there in total?" Yu San asked

Each village reported the number of people, and including them, there were a total of 120 people, with people from five villages coming.

"It's raining hard and dark. Even with torches, we can't see more than ten feet. We can't rush over to the river bursting its banks ahead. We'll split into four groups of thirty people each. Yu Dalang, you lead two groups to find high ground and quickly build some simple tents as a rear area. The ground must be high and stable. Do you have ropes and other supplies?"

"We brought them, we brought them all, including sickles and hoes," said the villagers.

Yu San nodded and continued, "Give the ropes and sickles to the other two groups. Search along the collapsed riverbank. Don't get too close to prevent the mud and sand from loosening and causing you to sink again."

After arranging everything, Yu San took two groups of people and left with torches, while the people who stayed behind went with Yu Dalang to find a place.