Cure the cold-faced general by solving crimes

Chapter 32 Grass in the rainstorm
  Ten days later.

Jiang Xihe came down from the Cuifeng of Nanshan Mountain with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Pei Zhizhao took care of all the funeral arrangements and arranged them properly.

Jiang Xihe laid a stick of incense in front of her brother's grave today and suddenly realized that she was really the only one left in this world.

However, now she vowed to live well, to see the scenery that her brother had not had time to see, and to eat the delicacies that he had not had time to eat.

Walking to the bottom of the mountain, Pei Zhizhao was explaining something to Han Fang in a low voice. Jiang Xihe walked forward slowly and said, "Master Pei, thank you for this time."

Jiang Xihe said thank you every day. Pei Zhizhao looked at the little girl's lowered eyebrows and said softly, "I'm going to Beijing for a trip and will be back in three or four days. The recruitment files need to be sorted out. Don't be lazy." ."

Jiang Xihe raised her eyes slightly. Pei Zhizhao had been encouraging her in various ways in the past few days. He never said any words of comfort, but it gave her the courage to live a good life.

Just like now, he knew that Jiang Xihe would definitely do his best to do those things well.

"I remember." Jiang Xihe agreed.

Pei Zhizhao was very satisfied with her attitude. He got on his horse and said again, "I have told Aunt Zhao that you will eat three meals a day at the Yamen. If you miss one meal, I will deduct it from Aunt Zhao's wages when I come back."

Jiang Xihe blinked, Mr. Pei was so unreasonable.

But she understood his good intentions and nodded obediently, "Don't worry, sir, I won't make it difficult for Aunt Zhao."

She knew in her heart the people who loved and protected her, and even for these people she had to eat well and sleep well.

Pei Zhizhao took another deep look at Jiang Xihe before riding. The little girl bought a new plain white dress. She had no accessories on her body and a daisy on her temples. She was as delicate and tough as she was.

Pei Zhizhao calmly looked away and said, "Let's go." He whipped his horse and whipped him.

Jiang Xihe watched Pei Zhizhao off until his back disappeared, then asked Han Fang in a low voice, "Brother Han, is Mr. Pei in Beijing in a hurry?

Han Fang looked around and lowered his voice, "As for the state government sending people down to repair ditches, Meng Fang's case is an opportunity. You may not know that there is someone in the middle who embezzled the official money of the Mo court."

Jiang Xihe's eyes widened and he couldn't digest it for a while.

Han Fang smiled and said, "The general has already investigated clearly. This matter should have been handled a few days ago..."

"Did I delay your time?" Jiang Xihe's heart sank, and he had another indescribable emotion towards Pei Zhizhao.

Han Fang later realized that he had said the wrong thing, "Not at all. Miss Jiang, don't worry too much. The general is looking for a suitable opportunity to raise this matter with the emperor, and today is the best time."

Although South Korea denied it, Jiang Xihe still felt guilty. Pei Zhizhao might have delayed a lot of business for her.

At the same time, the gratitude to him in my heart became even stronger.

Unconsciously, three days have passed. It is night, and with the arrival of early summer, there is still an endless drizzle.

Jiang Xihe was lying on the bed unable to sleep, listening to the sound of rain getting louder, and then bursts of thunder in the distance.

Ping'an County experiences several showers every late spring and early summer, and this year it seems to come earlier.

In the second half of the night, the thunder got louder and louder, and Jiang Xihe fell into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up the next day, the rain showed no sign of stopping, and instead started falling more rapidly.

Jiang Xihe wanted to go to the county government office, but looking at the gloomy sky and dense rain and fog, he thought about it and gave up.

It's been raining all day, and it still doesn't show any sign of stopping at sunset.

Jiang Xihe looked up at the dark clouds through the window, feeling uneasy in his heart.

The rain on the corners of the eaves flowed to the ground like a curtain, and soon merged into a river. Depressions had formed in several places in the yard, so deep that the ground could not be seen.

Ping'an County is high in the east and low in the west, and Jiang Xihe's home is in the west of the city. In previous years, there were heavy rainstorms in spring and summer, and this area was always the hardest hit area by waterlogging.

When repairing ditches in the state capital, they usually clean up the mud at the alley in front of her house and try to empty the ditches as much as possible. However, the project has been delayed this year. Until now, there are still patches here and there in the county town, and the basic prototype has not yet appeared.

As the rain fell heavier and heavier, the kitchen at the lowest position of Jiang Xihe's house began to flood with rainwater. The water flowed in along the crack in the door, gathering more and more, and then merged into a stream and flowed along the terrain into the stove pit. Jiang Xihe tried using wood and sand to block it, but found that it didn’t work at all.

Jiang Xihe ran into the yard, and after a while when he went out and came back in, he was already soaked to the skin. The rain didn't stop. Jiang Xihe wiped the rainwater that was flowing down with one hand and panicked.

If this continues, the rain will quickly enter the bedroom. If it rains until tomorrow, she may not be able to maintain the house.

Standing in the middle of the room and thinking for a long time, Jiang Xihe's hands and feet were cold. In the days when she first learned about her brother's bad news, she felt worse than death. She even thought of following him.

But now, looking at the non-stop rain and the rainwater on the ground, Jiang Xihe feels very reluctant to let go. She has to live well, protect the memories, and protect everything in the Jiang family.

A string of water drops suddenly fell from the top of his head. Jiang Xihe looked up and saw that a gap had been exposed on the roof by rainwater at some point. The rainwater quickly dripped in along the gap. It was still water droplets at first, but soon turned into a rain column.

Can't stay here any longer.

Without further ado, Jiang Xihe took out the iron box for saving money from under the bed and folded the four corners. Pei Zhizhao gave her one hundred taels of silver for the funeral. Now there are fifteen taels left. The fifty-five taels of silver in the iron box are hers. All belongings.

Opening the closet, she found only a few changes of clothes, stuffing them all into cloth bags, and then looked back around the house.

A rain may bury all the memories.

When Jiang Xihe packed his cloth bag, opened the door and walked out of the house, the end of the alley had turned into a vast ocean, with water covering his feet. Jiang Xihe anxiously knocked on the door of Liu Tang's house next door.

Aunt Zhao and Liu Tang were anxious at home. Their house was also flooded, and Aunt Zhao didn't know what to do.

After hearing what Jiang Xihe said, the two people quickly packed their things.

Jiang Xihe had been waiting outside the hospital. When Aunt Zhao and Liu Tang came out with cloth bags in their hands, the rain had already spread from Jiang Xihe's feet to his ankles. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the rain was falling harder and harder.

Liu Tang was about to cry, "Xiaohe, where are we going? What shall we do at home?"

Jiang Xihe held Liu Tang in the dark with one hand and Aunt Zhao with the other, "Let's go to the east of the city first. The terrain there is high, so it shouldn't have much impact. Home?" Jiang Xihe looked back at the vast rain and fog, "There will always be a way, Rain I’ll think of a solution after I stop.”

Aunt Zhao held up the umbrella and said nothing. Jiang Xihe knew that she felt sad.

"Auntie, anything can be repaired at home. Safety is the key. The three of us can always find a way together."

"Well, I will listen to you." Aunt Zhao's voice was choked in the rain and fog.

The three people walked forward with support through the water. Soon, three figures appeared in front of their sight. They couldn't see each other clearly through the rain and fog.

Walking closer, Jiang Xihe heard Han Fang's voice and called her eagerly, "Miss Jiang, is this Miss Jiang?"

"Brother Han." Jiang Xihe responded. As he tilted the umbrella, the rain hit Jiang Xihe's face.

Three people ran over. Han Fang recognized Liu Tang and Aunt Zhao and asked, "Where are you going?"

Through the rain and fog, Jiang Xihe hurriedly explained, "There is waterlogging in the west of the city. Our house is flooded. I'm afraid it's in danger. I'll take Aunt Zhao and Liu Tang to the east of the city to take shelter."

Han Fang breathed a sigh of relief, "Great, have you brought all your things with you? Hurry up and follow me to the county government office. The general has made preparations. The county government office has already set aside a place for refuge. I didn't expect the rain to come so quickly. The general thought it was going to be summer." There will be heavy rains later.”

Jiang Xihe felt warm in his heart, but he didn't expect Pei Zhizhao to think so far ahead.

At this time, people taking refuge appeared one after another on the road.

Han Fang raised his voice through the rain and fog, "There is a problem with the drainage channels in Ping'an County. The general discovered it early in the morning. Don't worry, the general has a solution. You quickly follow the police to the county government office. I have to go door to door to inform the people. "

Jiang Xihe handed the package in his hand to Liu Tang and told her, "You and Aunt Zhao go to the county office to settle down first, and I will help Brother Han."

Liu Tang nodded, "You have to be careful."

Watching Jiang Xihe go away, Liu Tang hugged Jiang Xihe's belongings tightly. In her eyes, Jiang Xihe regained his vitality, firm and brave, like grass in the rainstorm, holding his head high, fearlessly accepting the baptism of wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)