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Although Zhuang Li had never been considered to be master, she had never done any heavy work. She felt like she could not hold on much longer after just scooping a few drops of water, so she did not try to be brave anymore.

The old lady who was sitting next to Zhuang Li suddenly asked.

"Miss, which of those two lads is your husband?"

Zhuang Li was shocked by her question and quickly waved her hand.

"Auntie, don't spout nonsense. None of them are my husband."

"If I'm not talking about now, then what about in the future?"

"It won't be in the future …"

The aunt still did not give up and said with a look of disbelief:

"Then what if I let you choose one?"

Zhuang Li was speechless, but the aunt did not seem to be satisfied.

"Aunty, I've lived for so many years. Although I've never gone out in this little fishing village, I still know how to look at people at such a young age."

It's not like the three of you are going to visit a relative's family, is it? "

The Zhuang family could only laugh dryly as they listened to her continue.

"You are different from us people here. You are also different from those people in the small counties. However, I am not sure where you came from." Even though her clothes were simple, they definitely came from a good place that I, an old woman, had never seen before.

And you are not only different from me, you are also different from them both. Although I can't say for sure, but I know in my heart. "

Zhuang Li turned to look at the old lady. She had her eyes closed and was lying on the reclining chair. His face was covered with wind and frost, but this time, it was especially serene.

"If you want to choose a husband, you have to choose which other silly kid you're looking for, but don't choose that cold young master."

Zhuang Li could only laugh awkwardly. Did he mean for him to choose Yun Duan instead of Wang Su?

"Makes sense. Look at that old man and I. We've lost our sons and experienced many hardships, but we've still survived to this day. If we don't make a ruckus one day, we'll feel uncomfortable."

In the past, after losing my son, I had to live with him in this manner. Almost all day long, I felt remorse and remorse over the hardships of my life and the injustice of my life …

However, he managed to come back to life. As he grew older, he saw through it. Not everyone can live as well as they want, or most of them can, and that's how I talked to the old man. He came over too. If we don't, maybe we won't make it down.

Look at that silly kid. Although he's always afraid of you, but he's very realistic. I think he's a person with very high martial arts skills. "But that young master, even though he's a good person, he won't talk to you …"

Zhuang Li was speechless. After thinking for a bit, she even picked up on her words …

"He must have something on his mind as well …"

"Look, look at him …" "It seems like you like him!"

Zhuang Li's aphasia

There was a lot of mud on the quilt, and she hit it with her hammer.

As the sun slowly rose, the villagers began to descend one by one to avoid the flood. Seeing the village in a state of chaos, without any tears, they started to cry. Some of them even started to cry, as if the aunt was used to seeing such a cold world and could no longer shed tears.

A surviving little boy ran over and called her grandma. She touched his head. Although she couldn't see his emotions, her gaze was as if she was looking at her own child.

"Good boy, where's your mother?"

"My mom has gone home, but my dad isn't back yet."

"Oh, wait until your old grandpa comes back to see if he has caught any fish. If he has one, then send one to your mother. As for your father …"

She seemed to be thinking about what to say, so she began by saying …

"As for your father, he will always come back …"

"But he hasn't come back in four days! I can still remember... Mother cries every day, so when he comes back, I'll have to help mother take care of him. "

The aunt didn't say anything for a while, but then she couldn't help but pat the child on the head and say:

"Alright …"

Zhuang Li did not speak, she only hung the washed condom on a bamboo pole. At this time, the child also noticed that a stranger had appeared in the aunt's courtyard.

"Who are you?"

Zhuang Li laughed. This child's father had most likely already been buried in the flood. Four days ago, it was exactly at the time of the first flood of this place.

"She is my daughter-in-law."

Zhuang Li turned her head to look at the old granny.

Coincidentally, Wang Su had already returned with his horse, looking like he wanted to give her a smile. Meanwhile, that old granny was still blabbering on and on …

"If my son is still here, no matter what, I will give you to him …"

Zhuang Li's head was filled with black lines. When he turned around, he suddenly saw that Wang Su seemed to have gone black to tie up the horses after hearing these words, and didn't pay any more attention to her.

When the old man and Yun Duan returned from the river, carrying two buckets with a lot of fish, the old granny ordered the old man to quickly pack one for the kid.

Just as the sun rose, they raised the first smoke of the village...

The various families were still cleaning up the mud in their homes, pulling out many useful items from the mud. There were also many items that were left behind after Hong Feng left the village and were picked up by people on the riverbank. The old uncle of that fish who could not finish his food carried it in a wooden bucket and carried it from house to house to give it to those who had not eaten yet. After all, everything happened so suddenly, the food was either washed away by the flood or soaked in water. If they could have a sip of the warm fish soup, it would be the best thing that they could enjoy right now …

"It's extremely hard to get to the bridge you're going to. Last time, when Hong Feng came, before she could drown us, Old Man went to the city to sell fish and heard that a lot of the downstream roads were destroyed. I heard that the first time the flood came, there was already a bridge that broke …"

As Zhuang Li listened, she could already picture the tragic scenes of the disaster that happened in her mind.

By the time Yun Duan had finished packing the items, the horse carriage also went through a simple rest.

The ground was filled with objects that had been washed out by the flood. Since there was no way for a horse to run, Yun Duan could only get off the horse carriage and lead the horse away. As soon as he left the village, he heard someone crying, and thought to himself, this was the place where the old uncle had said that, according to the direction of the flood, there should be many objects that had been brought out by the flood and stayed on the riverbank here.

At that time, there were several villagers who said that they were going to the riverbank to look for their things, but why were they crying?

Zhuang Li lifted the curtain and saw that there were a lot of people gathered on the riverbank. There was also someone lying on the ground beside him, who had died in the flood.

Zhuang Li finally understood that the corpse could not be washed away, and was stuck on the riverbank after walking around for a while. She ran into the villagers who previously mentioned that they wanted to look for something on the riverbank, and was about to look for something useful, but who would have thought that they actually found their own family's corpse?

The crying sound came endlessly, it went through the carriage and reached his ears. The crying woman was already broken down, and Zhuang Li, hearing it, also felt uncomfortable.

Who was the one who died?

Her husband? Father? Or was it a child?

A few days ago, she was still smiling happily as she circled around him, worrying about him. When she turned around, she was already a dead body lying on the ice-cold riverbank, unable to move at all.

The disaster had suddenly come and left without a single word left behind … Who could have thought that he would end up like this?

Zhuang Li suddenly realized that if those people had only gone missing, it would be better to let their families see her corpse and leave them with hope and hope.

He thought that maybe he wasn't dead yet, he was just taken somewhere else by the flood to live in a strange place, and gradually he would have his own family and friends. Marry a wife and children and let them grow their branches and scatter their leaves. In the future, when he grew old, there would also be children guarding him, enjoying the happiness of being with the heavens.

Would he feel even more comforted if he thought that he was leading such a life in the distance?

But no matter what, even though the fishing village was very small, it gave people a chance at survival. When the flood came, everyone ran for their lives, surviving between the cold night wind of the mountain and the sharp edges of the pebbles. Repairing the devastated homes, rebranding the fences, rummaging through the mud for usable furniture.

Thanks to the miraculous well water, they washed their scarred homes and their own bodies with clear spring water, dried the quilts filled with tears and floods, and left them in the sun to evaporate. Smoke rose from the damp stove.

At least, no matter what happened, that village still survived …

Then what about the Qing Qiao County from afar?

Zhuang Li didn't dare think about it. She had thought that war was merciless, and thought that the people who were displaced in the war were miserable, but she was still deeply aware of the ruthlessness of the mountain torrents. The hope that Nature gave to the human race could be destroyed at any time …

The road ahead was even harder to travel. There were more potholes on the ground than before, and Yun Duan had to be extremely careful with every step he took, even though he was riding on a horse carriage, his speed was not too far off from his previous pace.

Soon they come across something more troublesome than a puddle

Mudflow...

Zhuang Li who was in the capital did not feel any kind of fear, but after arriving here, she had witnessed the mud flow caused by the heavy rain. On the mountain peak, a large amount of sand and mud, as well as boulders and trees, rolled down from the top … Wherever it passed, trees were buried, roads were cut off, unstoppable and unstoppable …

They had to get out of the carriage and take a detour. Sometimes, it's hard to find a way out, so you have to take the risk and step over those stone surfaces...