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Chapter 59 The flood is raging
  During the Ghost Festival in Yixian County, it is customary to make rice dumplings and eat ducks on July 14th.

Shen Zhuoyun picked the rice dumpling leaves the day before, boiled them in water in the morning, and then washed them. Shen Jia cut the pork belly into strips, added sesame seeds and sauteed them until fragrant, and then made rice dumplings with Gu.

At noon, Shen Zhuoyun bought two green-headed ducks from Yang Dazhuang's house.

Shen Jia ran to the mountain to pick a wild lemon and came back, made a lemon duck, and added medicinal herbs to the other to stew old duck soup.

Duck meat is cool in nature, nourishes yin and nourishes the stomach, dilutes water and reduces swelling, plus some ingredients that strengthen the spleen, whet the appetite, and promote digestion. It is best to eat duck meat and drink old duck soup in the dog days of summer.

Of course, the most important thing is that duck is the same as pressure. People think that eating duck can suppress all the terrible dirty things in legend.

After the Ghost Festival, Shen Zhuoyun devoted himself to building a county bookstore, papermaking, and printing. Shen Jia, the hands-off shopkeeper, besides practicing martial arts every day, learning the rules, and occasionally giving some tips to a few martial arts students, lived a leisurely life.

Shen Jia was lying on the bamboo rocking chair, resting his head on his hands, crossing his legs, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, closing his eyes and relaxing.

Shen Yun and Shen An were walking next to them, and Shen Hao was sitting on a small chair reading.

A gust of wind blew, and Shen Jia opened his eyes and saw white feathery clouds appearing in their direction in the sky, and slowly turning into dense clouds. Looking at the distant mountain peaks, it was actually much clearer than before.

Shen Jia had a bad feeling in her heart.

In the evening, there are several beautiful radiating red and blue lights under the western horizon.

Shen Jia once again confirmed his suspicion.

She quickly reviewed the drainage systems and living environment of the two villages, and found that there were no major problems, so she ignored them.

There is no weather forecast in this era, but some experienced old people can also check the weather, so she doesn't need to worry about it.

In the evening, the breeze blew slowly, and then it started to rain lightly.

In the second half of the night, the wind outside the window was particularly terrifying, like a wolf howling, making the window edges rustle.

Shen Jia couldn't sleep, so she got up and stood by the window.

Soon, there was lightning, thunder, and violent storm outside the window.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, and the wind was getting more and more fierce and unbridled. It was like an army of thousands of horses, mighty and ruthless, tearing everything apart. The big tree on the mountain opposite was swaying crazily, its branches snapping and snapping, and the small trees that had not yet grown up were uprooted.

Thunder and lightning crackled, as if they were about to engulf the whole world, and the heavy rain was like a huge waterfall, washing over the entire earth.

When Shen Jia walked to the kitchen, her clothes were already wet from the rain.

In the kitchen, Shen Zhuoyun was making porridge, looking at the violent storm outside, the more he looked at it, the more he felt in his heart.

"Dad, have you ever seen such a heavy storm?"

Shen Zhuoyun shook his head, "No, it would be windy and rainy in summer in previous years, but it has never been this severe. Walking under the eaves is like being blown away by the strong wind. It is only a few steps away, but you have to walk slowly next to the wall. It takes only a few steps to walk to the kitchen.”

"It's windy and rainy, with flying sand and rocks. This time, there's probably going to be a flood."

"I have been in Beili Village for more than ten years. The most serious time was when the water from the Yichang River overflowed our farmland. It was not considered a flood, but the water was a little deeper. This time, it's hard to say, but most of the houses in Beili Village were damaged. If it is built higher, it should not be flooded by floods.”

"It's hard to say. There are a few houses with lower floors, which may be a bit troublesome. Moreover, strong winds will blow away the tiles, the mountains will collapse, and the roads will be washed away..."

"Human beings are very small in nature, and there is nothing we can do if a natural disaster occurs. We can protect ourselves and our families as much as we can, and help others when they are in trouble."

Shen Zhuoyun and Shen Jia made breakfast while chatting, and then brought it back to the living room to eat.

The wind and rain were so strong that they did not dare to let Shen Yun and Shen An go to the kitchen. After breakfast, Shen Jia went back to his room to practice his internal skills, while Shen Zhuoyun, Shen Hao, Shen Yun and Shen An went to the study to read and practice calligraphy, while Gu did needlework.

The heavy rain continued for two days and two nights.

On the third day, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the morning sunshine was soft and bright, spreading warmth in every corner.

Shen Jia has never felt that the sun is as cute as it is today.

Shen Zhuoyun, Shen Hao, and Shen Jia went to the village to see if there was anyone in need of help.

Walking out of the courtyard, Shen Jia saw that the farmland below turned into a vast ocean.

The muddy flood was rolling, and from time to time branches, beams, furniture, wood, livestock and other things drifted down from the upstream.

Floodwaters continue to rise.

When they passed Yang Dazhuang's house, they saw the hillside behind his house landslide, and the soil buried his chicken coop. Yang Dazhuang and Kong were shoveling away the soil.

Seeing that his family's problems were not serious, Shen Zhuoyun took Shen Hao and Shen Jia to continue walking to the village.

"Dad, let's go to the two houses closer to Yichang River first."

"That's what I'm planning to do."

The Yichang River flows around Beili Village. The Shen family is at the end of the village, and the two families are at the head of the village.

Before Shen Jia and the others reached the village entrance, they saw people from the two families hurriedly walking towards the village.

"Lu Cheng, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Shen, my house is about to be flooded. My wife and daughter are still on the roof. I have to find someone to rescue them."

Lu Cheng went to the county town to work part-time a few days ago. The typhoon trapped him in the county town. As soon as the rain stopped, he rushed back from the county town and found that more than half of his house had been flooded. His wife and daughter were sitting on the roof. He thought Then go to the village to find someone to help save people.

"There's no need to look for it. I'll help you rescue the person." After Shen Jia finished speaking, the person disappeared in the blink of an eye like a fleeting image.

Lu Cheng rubbed his eyes, but saw no one. He rubbed his eyes again, but still saw no one. He suspected that he had been deceived.

"You read that right, that's my little girl." Shen Zhuoyun said proudly.

On the roof of Lu's house, Lu Cheng's wife Yang and his daughter looked at the rising flood below. They hugged each other tightly and cheered each other up.

Shen Jia used Qinggong to tap the water with her toes, flew up to the roof, grabbed Yang with one hand and his daughter with the other, then tapped her toes across the flood, and soon brought them to a slightly higher position in the village. .

As soon as they left, there was a "bang" sound, and the Lu family's house was washed away. The tiles, mud bricks, beams, doors... were all washed away with the flood.

Lu Cheng rushed over and saw this scene from a distance. He thought his wife and daughter had been washed away. He sat down on the ground, holding his head in his hands and crying, "Oh, madam, Nannan, why didn't you wait..."

"Ms. sir, we are here." Lu Cheng's wife Yang said with a smile.

When Lu Cheng heard the voice, he raised his head sharply and saw his wife and daughter looking at him with smiles in front of him. He stood up in a hurry, and the three of them hugged each other and cried.

They were almost separated forever.

After a while, Lu Cheng led Mr. Yang and his daughter to kneel in front of Shen Jia, and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, Miss Shen, for saving my life."

(End of this chapter)