In a year of natural disasters, the young woman had billions of resources to build a paradise.

"Ouch, that hurts so much! Why did you hit me so hard?"

Grandma Li broke free and ultimately ignored her, instead going back into the house to call for help. "Husband! Eldest son! Second son! Hurry up and get dressed, we're going to Tupo Village to get people! Eldest son's wife, go boil some water and prepare it! Second son's wife, go and call the village doctor to our house to wait!"

She felt a burning sensation in her wrist, but didn't think much of it. She rushed into the room and pulled everyone up one by one.

I never even considered letting my granddaughter come inside to rest and have a drink of hot water.

Jiang Mianmian didn't care either, but unfortunately she had something to do and couldn't go along, otherwise she would have witnessed the exciting scene of the two families fighting like dogs.

A large number of villagers gathered outside, and some even went to call for the village chief.

Seeing that they had finally finished talking about Li Mu, they couldn't wait to ask, "Is there really a Blessing Fairy? Was Li Mu injured by fairy magic?"

Jiang Mianmian nodded.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to Tupo Village and ask for yourselves."

Anyway, Li Mu isn't with the Jiang family anymore, so there's no way to confront him.

Moreover, the people in Tupo Village have seen the 'Blessing Fairy,' so they will definitely believe it.

If they really don't believe it and won't run away, then there's nothing that can be done. I've already delivered my message; I can't just force them to leave.

"Miss Jiang?"

Qingrui suddenly stepped out from the crowd. "Is it really you?"

"Qingrui? What are you doing here?"

After asking, Jiang Mianmian noticed the tall man following behind her. "What's this...?"

They got married ahead of schedule?

Qingrui blushed and said, "We just had our wedding yesterday."

She tugged at the man's sleeve. "Shi Liang, this is the Miss Jiang I was talking about."

“Miss Jiang, the rain is too heavy. Why don’t you come to my house? The village chief will come later so you can talk in detail.”

Li Shiliang made the suggestion.

Those around could see that the Li family had no intention of letting their granddaughter into the house.

They all said, "Mianmian, why don't you go to Shiliang's house? When the village chief comes, we'll take him there."

"Don't worry, the Shi family is the most honest and kind in our Li family village, unlike your maternal family, tsk tsk."

It is common knowledge, and there is no need to elaborate.

Jiang Mianmian wasn't worried about the danger to Li Shiliang's family. Qingrui was naturally gentle and timid, and Li Shiliang in her previous life was a man of great loyalty and affection. She simply intended to go to the granary in Fengshui County after informing Li Family Village.

The granary in Fengshui County is located due north, and it's not too far to drive there from Lijia Village.

The granary was built very sturdily, and the mudslide in the previous life had not caused it much damage. However, a lot of silt and boulders had accumulated around it, making it almost impossible for people to get in and transport grain. Later, when the flood receded and drought came, people discovered that the grain inside had long since rotted, and all the guards of the granary had died inside.

Some were killed by falling stones, while others died from prolonged food shortages, killing each other one by one until the entire population perished.

She has warehouses where she can store grain in advance to avoid waste, and then use it for the people when the opportunity arises later.

Those guards stayed in the granary every day and probably didn't know there was a song warning of a natural disaster. She tried to spread the message that those who could escape should do so as soon as possible.

However, the mudslide will indeed pass through Lijia Village and Tupo Village first before slowly reaching the granary. Going to Qingrui's house first will still be in time. If we talk a few more words, perhaps the villagers of Lijia Village can act faster.

I've thought about it a lot, but it's really just a blink of an eye.

Jiang Mianmian nodded, "Okay, let's go to your place."

The group then went to Li Shiliang's house.

The elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Li, had five sons. The eldest son was named Li Shitian, who was about the same age as Qingrui. His wife was also about the same age as Qingrui. The three younger brothers were still young.

The whole family was very hospitable. When they saw them arrive, they boiled water and brought out stools for them.

The two young wives were curious about her trumpet. "Miss Jiang, is this a magical artifact given to you by the Blessing Fairy?"

"Yes, this is called a microphone, which can amplify the sound."

Jiang Mianmian handed the megaphone to Qingrui, "Give it a try. Maybe if you shout a few times, the village chief will hear you and come right over."

"No, no, no, I... I'll forget about it."

Qingrui waved her hands repeatedly, not daring to accept it at all.

But Ishida's sister-in-law's eyes lit up. "Can I try?"

"Okay."

Jiang Mianmian then handed her the megaphone and taught her how to speak.

"This is simple," Sister Shitian said confidently as she ran to the yard and called out in the direction of the village chief's house, "Village Chief Li! Come to Shitian's house quickly! Miss Jiang is here!"

After shouting once, he realized he only needed to speak normally, so he quickly adjusted his volume.

When he returned, he was very excited. "Such a loud noise! ​​This magical artifact is amazing!"

Jiang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat; this was a clever and bold one.

Just then, the village chief finally arrived.

Village Chief Li is over sixty years old, and his back is hunched. No wonder he took so long to arrive.

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have come to Li Shiliang's house; she should have gone to the village chief's house instead.

Jiang Mianmian regretted it a little, but she still tried to make up a concise story, which basically said that the Blessing Fairy sent her to warn her.

"Then, fairy, when would be a suitable time for us to leave?"

Village Chief Li's face was grave.

Jiang Mianmian replied, "The sooner the better."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Elders from all ethnic groups in the village also came, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Mianmian understood the sentiment that it's hard to leave one's homeland. Even in modern society, there are countless people who are homesick and long for their hometown. Moreover, in Rongguo, where transportation was still inconvenient, the people would never easily leave their hometown.

She said slowly, “If it weren’t for a natural disaster, who would want to leave home? But even if they don’t want to, they have to survive first. The Blessing Fairy has already calculated that when the earth dragon descends the mountain, the entire Fengshui County will be submerged. Even if we escape the flood, food and water will be a major problem. Moreover, there may be a plague in the south, and the north is extremely cold. The only way to survive is indeed, as the song says, in the east.”

There's no need to hide this information anymore; the wider it spreads, the more people might survive.

Even if the plague hasn't reached its coldest point yet, and people might panic, it's still better than dying unprepared.

The village chief's face was grave. "No wonder the ballad told us to flee east for our lives. So that's why."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the elders and said, “Now that the ballads and the words of the Blessing Fairy are saying this, I think we should retreat eastward as soon as possible. Why don’t we have everyone prepare now and leave first thing tomorrow morning!”

"It's already past 1 AM, how can we talk about early tomorrow morning?"

The eldest clan chief made the decision immediately, "Pack now. Meet at the village entrance in an hour. Those who want to come can come together. Those who don't want to come can face their own fate! Also, you guys go and inform the surrounding villages so that the women and mothers in our village can rest assured."

After a series of arrangements were made, no one dared to utter a word of dissent.

Jiang Mianmian secretly admired the village, thinking that having a respected elder was truly a treasure.

However, some people's eyes darted around, or they looked disdainful.

She pretended not to see anything, and made an excuse to call Qingrui into the inner room. "Those sickles you gave me last time were really useful. Did your husband make them for you?"

As she entered, she noticed that one of the Li family's rooms had its door open, and inside there appeared to be tools such as a furnace and anvil.

The large bundle that Qingrui stuffed into the car was full of sickles.

Unlike the sickles sold in the market, the sickle she gave was very small, just the right size for a woman's hand to hold, making it convenient for both self-defense and for gathering in the wild.

This kind of dedication is truly rare.

Qingrui nodded with pride and a little shyness, and whispered, "I remember that Ruyi Tower has many girls who were made by Shi Liang overnight. You should be able to use them."