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Zhang Hujun suddenly shouted, "Oh no! The gap in the field hasn't been dug yet. Go dig it quickly..."

Some of the millet in the fields of Daping Village has been saved, and it will be harvested in about half a month. If it is washed away by water, won’t it be finished?

The villagers also reacted, and then all ran home in the heavy rain to get hoes, and went to their own fields to dig gaps in the ridges to release water.

Li also went to help, carrying a hoe. Zhang Hulan quickly grabbed her and snatched the hoe away. "Sister-in-law, you stay home. I'll go help my brother."

Zhang Hulan put on a straw raincoat and a hat and rushed into the rain.

Zhang Hubing also carried a hoe and went to the fields. Now all the fields in the family had been divided. If he didn't work on them himself, the rice in the fields allocated to him would be in danger.

It was raining heavily. Although I was wearing a straw raincoat and a hat, my clothes were still all wet.

Some villagers didn't even wear straw raincoats or hats, and just ran and walked quickly on the edge of the field in the rain.

The rain blocked Zhang Hulan's view, and she could vaguely see two figures, one old and one young.

Zhang Hulan immediately ran over and asked, "Aunt He, why don't you wear a bamboo hat?"

Zhang Hulan put her own hat on He's head. He quickly said, "Hulan, wear it yourself. Don't worry about me."

"You are so old, your body can't bear the rain, but I am young and fine."

Zhang Hulan pulled Shanzi over to He's side to take shelter from the rain, then asked, "Which fields belong to you? I'll help you dig them."

Shanzi pointed quickly and said, "These fields are all ours."

Zhang Hulan started digging immediately. Shanzi did not hide from the rain and also carried a hoe to dig.

Zhang Hujun finished digging the gap in his own rice field, and then helped Zhang Hubing dig a gap.

The villagers also helped each other. If they saw someone's house had not finished digging, they would help dig together.

The rain was now heavier, and the water flowing into the fields was increasing, mixed with dead branches and rotten leaves. Zhao Guoliang shouted, "Come with me, and dig the ditch. Otherwise, the water from the mountains will flow through our fields and destroy them."

Many villagers went there. The area where the ditch was blocked was already filled with brush washed down by the flood. Zhao Guoliang and his men took great pains to dig the ditch through.

When it's not raining, everyone hopes for a heavy downpour. But when it does rain, everyone hopes it won't be too heavy.

The weather had been dry for so long, and if this heavy rain continued, it would easily cause landslides, and many people would suffer. Fortunately, the rain did not last long, and gradually subsided after more than half an hour.

The villagers went home, changed their clothes, and then stood at the doorway, watching the rain fall. After this rain, the drought should be over.

The rain fell intermittently from the afternoon to the evening.

Late at night, the gate of Zhang's courtyard was slammed loudly.

The Zhang family was woken up. Zhang Hujun got up, walked to the door, and shouted, "Who is it?"

Shanzi's voice rang out from outside, "Uncle Dajun, my grandma, my grandma is dying..."

Zhang Hulan also got up. After hearing Shanzi's words, she immediately opened the gate and asked anxiously, "Shanzi, what happened to your grandma?"

"Auntie Lan, my grandma is dying. She asked me to come and ask you to come over."

It was still raining outside, and Zhang Hulan didn't even have time to put on his hat. He pulled Shanzi and ran towards Shanzi's home, and Zhang Hujun followed.

He was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. When she heard the noise, she opened her eyes slightly.

"Aunt He, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?" Zhang Hulan asked anxiously, reaching out to touch He's forehead, but there was no fever.

Mrs. He looked fine, her breathing even. She even smiled at Zhang Hulan, "Alan, you're here..."

Zhang Hulan hurriedly asked, "Aunt He, what's wrong with you?"

He said slowly, "I'm not feeling unwell. My time is up. Shanzi's grandfather is here to pick me up."

Hearing what He said, Zhang Hulan felt nervous.

Many elderly people seemed to know they were going to die when they passed away. They all said that their spouse had come to pick them up.

He said again, "Alan, I have a favor to ask of you."

"Aunt, you said that as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

He looked at Shanzi and said, "The one I'm most worried about is Shanzi. I know you have a kind heart, so I'd like to ask you to help me look after Shanzi."

"I'm not asking you to support him. He can work and cook, and he can take care of himself."

"But he's still too young, and I'm afraid he'll be bullied. So I'd like you to help me keep an eye on him, as long as he doesn't get bullied."

Zhang Hulan's eyes felt a little sore, and he nodded, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take care of Shanzi and make sure he won't be bullied."

He smiled again. "Thank you. I trust you. You're the only one I can trust in this village. I'm relieved that you're watching over Shanzi."

He waved to Shanzi, "Shanzi, come here."

Shanzi stepped forward. Perhaps because of his previous experience, or perhaps because he knew that grandma was really going to leave, he didn't cry this time. His eyes were just red, and his fists were clenched tightly in his sleeves.

He said, "Shanzi, you should listen to your Aunt Lan more from now on, okay?"

Shanzi nodded, "Well, don't worry, grandma, I will be obedient."

"Don't be afraid, grandma and grandpa will be watching over you and blessing you from heaven."

"Don't worry, Grandma, I'm not afraid. You and Grandpa don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine."

Tears fell from the corners of He's eyes. She held Shanzi's hand tightly and didn't let go. Her eyes stared straight at Shanzi's back, her pupils dilated. She murmured softly, "Old man, don't rush me. I'll be right here..."

After saying this, He's hands loosened and her eyes slowly closed.

Shanzi couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out loudly: "Grandma..."

Zhang Hujun went to call Zhao Guoliang and his wife, and Wang also rushed over.

But when they came over, He had already passed away.

Wang said, "Gone?"

Zhang Hulan nodded, "Yeah, just left."

Wang sighed, "Ah...why is it so sudden?"

Zhang Hulan said, "It's not sudden. Aunt He was probably already on her last legs last time, but she was worried about leaving the mountain, so she held on for so long."

Zhao Guoliang and Zhou also sighed, then comforted Shanzi, "Shanzi, your grandmother passed away peacefully and without suffering. This is a good thing. Don't be too sad. This happens to everyone."

Shanzi lay on He's body, not saying a word, not crying anymore. He just lay on his grandmother's body, as if he was asleep.

Zhang Hulan said to Zhang Hujun, "Brother, after daybreak, go to the county town to buy a coffin for Auntie and some blue cloth... Forget it, I'll go with you."

More villagers came over, and Wang and Zhou called a few women to help He wipe the body. Zhao Guoliang called a few people to help set up the mourning hall.