After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 302 Who Laughs So Loudly

There is a saying in the mouth of the farmer: the wind does not end in the morning, and the rainstorm does not end in the night.

Hailstorms fell all night, and finally stopped in the middle of the night.

The sound of the hail stopped, the sound of the strong wind stopped, and the sound of the river's waves also stopped.

On the bank of the Huaihe River, Zhou Man held a torch and looked far away at the place where the water was rushing. It was the section of the river where Huzi took people down to throw sandbags.

Huzi climbed ashore, shook his hair, took the torch, and said, "I want to report to Lord Marquis, the sandbags have washed away a lot. If there is another heavy rain, the embankment will probably be washed away."

Jiang He: "Then let it go, until they can't rush away."

Huzi's throat tightened, his lips turned white from the water, and he arched his hands without saying a word.

"What? Can't do it?"

"No." Hu Zi paused, "The soldiers couldn't take it anymore, they were busy distributing food to the refugees this afternoon, and they haven't even eaten a bite yet.

I fell into the water again just now, and almost...was washed away by the current. "

When people enter the water, they become ants. They cannot be seen in the dark, and they are easily washed away without a trace if they are not careful. These soldiers have followed the rivers and rivers from birth to death, and they are better than other soldiers in every aspect.

But just like that, half of the soldiers who went ashore were already lying on the ground, panting heavily.

Some fell to their knees directly on the ground, their arms were blue and red,
It was held by someone.

After entering the water, in order not to let their companions be washed away by the turbulent current, they had to put down the sandbags and hold the hand of the brother next to them, and they held tightly because the current they faced was so ruthless.

Jiang He frowned slightly, waved his hand, and moved the torch into his hand.

As far as human beings are concerned, the fate is the destiny. Jiang He has never believed in the destiny.

If he believed in the destiny, he had died countless times as a military commander in the past few years, but which one was not the victory won by fighting to the end.

This time, he will not believe in fate, and the people of Yuhang County will not believe in fate.

You see, a spark has been ignited in the distance. If you believe in fate, the hailstorm tonight will kill many people.

But today, not only did the hailstorm not kill them, but it brought the scattered hearts of these people together again.

So Jiang He believes that resistance is powerful.

The people of the Zhu family rebelled against fate, and the people of Yuhang County can also rebel against it.

His eyes looked towards a forest in the distance, "Is that place safe?"

Huzi looked back, "That's a stone mountain, not a dirt mountain, so it should be safe. Is Hou Ye going to throw sandbags down there?"

"No, I want you to take some people to the mountain to collect stones, the more the better, take the time to recite them back."

"Collecting stones?" Hu Zi was slightly taken aback, but he would never refute what Jiang He said, and he would do what Jiang He said.

Because he believed that as long as Jiang He said something, there must be a reason for him.

"This subordinate will do it!"

As soon as the tiger left, Zhou Man turned sideways and looked down before falling back to Jiang He, "Is Hou Ye going to use stones to block the flood?"

Jiang He smiled, "Exactly."

"Then Hou Ye thought about how to use stones to stop the flood?"

Jiang He's eyes slowly fell on the direction where the embankment burst, "I thought about it, but there are risks, and I don't know if this method will work."

"Should be useful."

Jiang He rolled his eyes, "What method do you know?"

Zhou Man bowed his body and said humbly: "Return to Lord Hou, Xiaomin has read this method in the book, if Lord Hou believes in Xiaomin, Xiaomin is willing to lead a team of soldiers to throw stones to help Lord Hou."

"Ha ha."

Before Zhou Man could raise his head, he heard a chuckle above his head.

Since he was a careless person, he froze where he was the first time he heard the laughter, not daring to lift his head.

He didn't understand what Jiang He's laughter meant, did he agree or deny?Or neither, and simply mock him for being smart?
Zhou Man froze in front of Jiang He.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang He laughed again, and the laughter was different from the previous one.

Now Zhou Man is a little angry. He is also a good man with strong bones. Although he has no strength to restrain a chicken, and has never joined the army to fight, it does not mean that those who have not fought to kill the enemy are cowards.

Zhou Man straightened up, and fixed his eyes on Jiang He without hesitation, "Why are you laughing, Lord Hou?"

This time it was Jiang He's turn to suffer.

But how can he be a person who allows himself to be deflated, and joked back with one sentence, "Why can't I laugh?"

Zhou Man clenched his fist slightly, and asked bravely, "Master Hou is making fun of the cowardly and incompetent people, who only talk on paper?"

"Never."

Zhou Man plucked up his courage and punched his fist as if he had hit cotton. The person in front of him deserved to have experienced the storm, but he was calm and relaxed, as if what Zhou Man said was just talking to himself.

He obviously wanted to vent his anger, but his heart became even more angry.

"Hou, Lord Hou, you,"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha--"

The sound of the waves stirred up Jianghe's laughter, and it spread to the distant sparks.

Zhou Huan turned his head slightly while leading the dolls to recite the poems, and let out a disgusted "tsk".

Who is it that laughs so loudly in the middle of the night, it's the hail that choked his throat.

on the river bank.

Jiang He looked at the persistent young man in front of him, pinched his waist and said, "I laughed for the first time because I thought that if I agreed to let you go, Shizi and your sister would be the first to spare me.

I laughed the second time because you and your sister have different temperaments at all.

I laughed for the third time, because I felt that I was wrong just now, you still resemble your sister in some ways. "

For example, you will lose your temper, regardless of whether the other party is high or low.

Jiang He seemed to have thought of something, and touched the tip of his nose.

Zhou Man in front of him was even more confused.

What do these things have to do with his sister? No matter what he said, it was his sister.

"Then is Hou Ye willing to come to help Hou Ye fight the flood?"

Jiang He was taken aback, "Didn't I already use you?"

"That, that is to say, Lord Hou agreed with Xiaomin to assist Lord Hou?"

"Hey." Jiang He sighed, "How many times do you want me to say it? I agree, is that okay?

But, don't be too happy, I agree today is a matter, but whether your master agrees or not is tomorrow's matter, you are brought by my brother-in-law, you have to ask him anyway.
... You have to ask your sister too. "

"My sister definitely agrees!"

Jiang He stared blankly, "This is a very dangerous matter, are you so sure that your elder sister will agree?"

Zhou Man nodded confidently, and his eyes softened.

Only after this slack did he realize that he had an oil coat on his body, and the soldiers also had oil coats on their bodies, but Jiang He's oil coat was gone.

It was the hailstone that hit his head standing here.

Damn it, he didn't realize it all the time, and kept pulling Master Hou to talk so much nonsense.

"Master Hou, where are your oilcloth clothes?"

Jiang He rolled his eyes and pursed his lips, "I came out in a hurry, so I didn't have time to wear it."

(End of this chapter)