Lingquan, a peasant girl: the bully in the whole family is just me

Aunt Hua followed suit and said, "It's raining, it's better than watering, and the herbs in the backyard will definitely grow well this year."

Don't you have any sense of crisis?
Yao Lan stared at Yan Yuanhao, Yan Yuanhao stretched his hands to protect his chest, "It has nothing to do with me."

Yao Lan...

The torrential rain came quickly and urgently, hour after hour passed, and it didn't seem to stop until it was almost dawn.

The water just poured down like no money.

"God, what's the matter? Either it won't rain, or it will rain heavily." Yao Sanshun was woken up in advance by the sound of rain, put on some clothes and came out to stand in the porch, muttering.

Even with the eaves, the heavy rain and strong wind easily soaked him through.

"It's a good thing our family built a new house, otherwise the house might have collapsed after this rain." Yao Sanshun didn't care if his clothes got wet, and stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater from the eaves.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting the tiles, I only feel that this moment is full of security.

Looking up at the dripping eaves, Yao Lan thought about connecting a few bamboo pipes under the eaves to collect rainwater.

Yao Lan also sighed, "It's raining too much, maybe the house will really collapse."

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, but being able to stay in the house on a rainy day with peace of mind is a stronger sense of happiness than staying in the house on a sunny day.

Especially this house is newly built, Liu San is really reliable in his work, there are so many houses, there is not one leaking.

Aunt Hua had never seen Yao's old house before, so she just echoed, "I'm afraid there are many thatched houses in the village, how can they withstand such a heavy rain?"

The roof of the thatched cottage needs to be repaired every two years. The light rain is fine. When it rains heavily, it usually rains outside the house. It rains lightly inside the house. If you are unlucky, it is not uncommon for the house to collapse.

The sound of the rain was so loud, and the paper windows had no sound insulation function. Yao Xiangbei also got up naturally, looked at the rain falling from the sky, thought for a while and said to Yao Sanshun: "Let's go, let's go to your third uncle's house."

Yao Sanshun didn't say much, put on coir raincoats and bamboo hats with his father, and prepared to go out.

"Master, do you want my family to go too?" Aunt Hua asked hastily.

Yao Xiangbei thought for a while and ordered: "You and your family go and dismantle the water tanker, don't wait for the water to rise and wash things away."

Naturally, Aunt Hua had no reason why she shouldn't, so she immediately went to the room to call her husband.

Yao Lan looked at the rain outside and said, "If the water rises, the single-plank bridge will be washed away by the rain. I'll go and move the single-plank bridge back."

In any case, the single-plank bridge cost me a tael of silver, and it was the only way to get to the city without water, so I couldn't just throw it away.

So the Yao family put on coir raincoats and bamboo hats, and the soldiers went out in several groups.

It was raining and windy outside, and the wind blowing by the river was even more violent, making it difficult for people to walk.

When I got to the bridge, I found that there were a lot of people gathered on the other side of the bridge, and a few people had already crossed the bridge.

As for the bridge, it's gone.

"Who are you?" The exile village was opposite, and Yao Lan became alert instantly.

The people who came over were all drenched, their genius was dimly lit, and they couldn't see clearly in the rain. Only a few people knelt down one after another, "Girl, our old man is weak, please kindly take him in for a day."

"Please girl."

One person begged, and several people followed suit. Standing there, he looked like an old man, swaying in the wind and rain with someone supporting him, so thin that he felt like a ladle of water could wash him away.

but……

Looking at so many people on the opposite side, I don't know what happened in the exile village. Will taking these people in rashly will bring disaster?
Without hugging her thigh, she didn't dare to abuse her kindness casually.

After all, in addition to myself, there are father, brother and husband-in-law in the family.

"Third Master? Is that you?" Aunt Hua suddenly called out.

The pleading man silenced his voice.

A woman's voice asked tentatively, "Are you by the old lady's side?"

"Second Madam? Is it really you? The slaves are lotus flowers." Aunt Hua recognized these people and shouted in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

"Lianhua, please, my father is dying. For the sake of being a master and servant, you can find a place for him to shelter from the rain." The middle-aged man's voice was a helpless begging.

"Miss, they are all good people, let them go indoors to shelter from the rain." Aunt Hua also knelt down and begged.

Yao Lan heard Aunt Hua talk about the former master's family. A room full of scholars were exiled just because they said something the emperor didn't want to hear.

"Alright then, you and Uncle Hua will take down the water tanker first, and I'll take them inside to warm up first."

Aunt Hua hurriedly said hello.

Yao Lan thought for a while, and then said: "When I come back, I'll pick more ginger and make soup for everyone to get rid of the cold."

Aunt Hua hurriedly said hello again, explained a few words to the third master, and then took her man to dismantle the water tanker.

"My home is not far away, you guys come with me." After explaining, Yao Lan quickly took a few people to her home.

The rain was too heavy, and there was also a strong wind. Even if it was only half a mile, it was hard to walk, especially the old man, who was already on the verge of falling, and walked a few steps as if he was about to be blown away by the wind.

Yao Lan didn't say much, and directly hugged the old man.

"You—" Where did the little girl come from, she was simply too rude.

Everyone wanted to object, but they hugged a person and still walked like flying, and disappeared in an instant, so they could only chase after him with all their strength.

The so-called useless is a scholar. Speaking of which, they were still taken care of by the steward in the exile village, but they were weak and weak. After some rain, walking across the bridge was already painful, and walking fast was even more terrible. Being able to support the old man It is already difficult to move. If you want to carry it, it is powerless.

"This is... what's wrong?" Yan Yuanhao was not yet in good health, Yao Lan asked him to watch the house, and he was waiting at the door of the main room at this time, but he did not expect to bring so many people back.

Especially with one in her arms.

That was his position, Yan Yuanhao frowned in dissatisfaction, but he didn't stop him.

"Don't stand still, hurry up and get some firewood to start a fire." Yao Lan ordered immediately.

This old man really only had a handful of dry wood, which was estimated to be only 56 to [-] catties. It was a miracle that he was alive, and he died after he got sick.

After putting him down, Yao Lan quickly took a thin quilt to cover him.

Yan Yuanhao didn't ask any further questions, and went directly to the firewood room to bring a lot of firewood and put them in the fireplace, and quickly lit the fire.

It was the first time to use the fireplace since it was built, and Yao Lan never thought that the first time it would be in summer.

The flames quickly brought warmth to the room, and several people who followed her in spontaneously moved to the fireplace.

"You go to boil hot water, boil two pots, one pot should be boiled when Aunt Hua comes back to cook ginger soup for them, and the other pot should be cleaned and heated for them later." Yao Lan ordered quickly.