Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 413 Rescue
Mu Ai was impatient and he hesitated, but he could only be patient, and said in a gentle voice, "Take a breath first, and speak slowly."

A look of gratitude flashed in the man's eyes, he tried his best to calm himself down, and said, "There are many people rushing down the mountain and river, and everyone is saving people!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Second Master Wu twirled his gray beard with trembling hands, "I'm afraid that the villages by the Lianhua River are in trouble."

Mu Ai called Kong Xi over, took out all the ropes, long wooden poles and other things in the space, and asked him to bring all the young and strong people down the mountain to help, leaving only a group of women, children, old and weak in the aura .

Dayu and Tao'er glanced at each other, clenched their fists, walked up to their mother together, and begged in a low voice, "Mom, my son also wants to help."

Mu Ai felt a pain in her heart, thinking of the danger of the flood, she wanted to refuse, but the insistence in the eyes of the two children made her swallow her words again, and after a long silence, she said, "First put your Bring me your backpack."

Dayu and Tao'er heard that this was a sign of mother's consent, so Ma Shan ran back to the house and took out their respective backpacks made of cowhide.

Mu Ai rummaged through two sealed bags in the space, stuffed some of the durable snacks into them, tore off the notepad and wrote two notes, sealed them together, and finally took out two bottles of mineral water, some broken The silver was put into the backpacks and handed to the two children.

"You're old enough to have your own ideas, and your mother won't stop you. This backpack is ready, and if something happens, you'll have something to rely on."

Dayu and Tao'er immediately showed joy on their faces, and just about to speak, seeing the worry and reluctance in their mother's eyes, they lowered their heads again, hesitated for a while and then assured, "Don't worry, mother, we will definitely come back well. "

After they finished speaking, they followed everyone to the aura shield. When Simba and Cheng'er saw their brothers like this, they also ran forward, shouting to help, but seeing their mother raised her eyebrows and stared, they were so frightened that they went back to accompany them obediently. Luckily.

The spiritual energy shield was in her hands, and Mu Ai was not worried about these two bold boys sneaking away, so she only called Kong Xi over, explained a few words in detail, and let everyone leave.

Half an hour later, the first group of people finally rushed back, a total of thirteen people, and each of them carried another dying person in distress on their backs.

Mu Ai ordered all the women to bring a bowl of hot spring water to each of them, and Xiao An and the others began to busy settle these men, women and children who were lucky enough to save their lives.

Mu Ai summoned a younger young man who seemed to be smarter, and asked, "How is the situation at the foot of the mountain?"

A look of fear flashed across the young man's face, and he said, "A lot of wooden utensils and household items washed down in the river, as well as drowned cows and pigs and...people, everyone stretched out wooden poles or threw ropes when they saw anyone who seemed to be alive. Rescue, some of them won’t do anything even if they are rescued.”

After a catastrophe, there must be a catastrophe. The 5000-year history of China, after countless disasters, has taught us lessons. Muai thinks that when the rain stops and the sun rises, the corpse will rot and bacteria will grow. Once flies and mosquitoes bite, I am afraid there will be a catastrophe. Plague prevails.

She immediately said, "When you go down the mountain later, if you see Ouyang Zhuang, you must tell him that the corpses of those folks must be buried deeper. Remember?"

The young man hesitated, and said, "What if their relatives come to ask for the corpse in the future, what shall we do?"

Mu Ai raised her eyebrows, "It's more important whether it's the living or the dead. If we don't bury it, it will rot and cause a plague in the future. I'm afraid that even those who have just escaped the flood will not survive."

The young man was so frightened that he shivered, he answered loudly, and left with the team that continued down the mountain to save people.

Soon, two quarters of an hour later, the second group of people also came back. The number of people rescued this time was much smaller, only seven, but there were more women and children. There was even a child who was a few months old. His younger generation said that the child was floated down in a big wooden basin. Presumably the parents had to come up with such a way in a critical moment, let the child float away with the water, and hoped that the gods would show mercy, and he might still be alive. When alive.

The little clothes on the child were soaked, and he had been floating in the water for a long time, crying non-stop, adding a bit of desolation and panic to the already depressing atmosphere of the camp.

Mu Ai felt sad, took the child over, stripped off his wet clothes, dried his fat little body with a towel, and then wrapped him in a small quilt. Although the child was warm, he still kept crying. Xiao An just finished his work. The work at hand, ran over and asked, "Ma'am, is this child hungry?"

Mu Ai patted her forehead annoyed. She was thinking about Ouyang and the two children in her heart like a mess. She didn't expect such a simple thing. She quickly sank her mind into the space and turned around. After digging through a carton of pure milk, I quickly pulled out a bag and ordered Xiaoan to heat it up. I fed it into the child's mouth with a spoon. The child was so hungry that he ate a small bowl before closing his mouth.

Mu Ai patted him on the back again, but after a while, he fell asleep, unaware that maybe he had no relatives to rely on in this world.

Xiao An tidied up the clothes on the air cushion, took a soft cotton handkerchief, folded it into a small pillow, and helped Mu Ai put the child down.

At this time, Xifu's face turned pale, and she ran over to report, "Ma'am, there is...an old man who seems to be dying."

Mu Ai quickly followed her and walked over. It was an old woman with gray hair, her face was full of weather, and she was wearing a rough gray dress. She might have been hit by something in the river, and her wrist and forehead were as big as bowls. Lying on the linoleum with bruises, the pupils showed signs of spreading.

Mu Ai immediately asked, "Did you feed her water just now?"

A little daughter-in-law timidly said, "Old lady... the old lady can't drink anymore, and I can't help it."

"Stupid!" Mu Ai sternly yelled, "Human life is at stake, can't she drink it? Even if it is poured, it must be poured!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring the young daughter-in-law's extremely aggrieved face, she took a cup of spring water, opened the old lady's mouth and poured it down. Although most of the bowl of water was lost, there were still a few mouthfuls in the old lady's mouth. throat.

Everyone stared at the old lady with their hearts in their throats. Finally, the old lady opened her eyes, looked around, and asked weakly, "Where am I?"

All the women couldn't help cheering, Muai pulled the old lady's big rough hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Old man, this place is very safe, you don't have to be afraid, the important thing is to take good care of your body."

At this time, the old lady seemed to remember that the home that was destroyed in the torrential flood, and the relatives who did not know whether they were alive or dead, immediately burst into tears and cried, "My bastard, where are you..."

The crowd couldn't hear the old man's cries, so they suppressed their joy and sighed deeply. The person who was also rescued also sobbed softly, and the camp was filled with gloom and mist for a while.

Seeing this, Mu Ai frowned, found a stool to stand on, and said in a loud voice, "Fellow folks, don't cry. In this catastrophe, everyone can still save their lives, it is the mercy of the gods. After the water recedes, Rebuild your home, and life will definitely get better again. If you are worried about your livelihood in the future, then I, Mu Xianshi, Princess Baihua, and Mistress of Muxian Mansion, can make a promise to everyone here, as long as there is my Muxian The house is here, everyone’s future rations, and even the seeds for next spring will come from our house, so we will definitely not let you have nothing to rely on.”

Those who were rescued heard this, but they didn't understand for a moment, and the person who pulled the side asked, "Who does this lady say she is?"

The person who was caught was the person on duty left behind by Ouyang. He was already proud that his leader married such a legendary woman into the door. At this time, he said loudly, "This is Mrs. Xian, who else in Baihua dares to call herself Mrs. Xian?" The only female princess of our Hundred Flowers! The most benevolent fairy lady who opened a common people's medical center, planted rice, and spread new vegetable seeds!"

As soon as those people heard this, countless hopes burst out in their eyes, they immediately struggled to their feet, knelt down and kowtowed, and shouted repeatedly, "Madam Xie Xian for saving my life, Madam Xie Xian has mercy!"

Mu Ai breathed a sigh of relief, the years of management have finally paid off, the people's medical center, Muxian mansion, these words really have a certain weight in the hearts of the common people.

She smiled gently, got off the stool, helped an old man up with her own hands, and said, "Since you have no worries about your future, you should cheer up. The flood is coming, and there are more villagers in need of help. If you rest well, we will help you." We all do what we can. In times of crisis like this, we need to help each other and support each other! After a few days, when the rain stops, everything will be fine."

Everyone coaxed their promises, and immediately those who boiled water and those who took care of the elderly and children got busy. They no longer had to worry about the future, and they had hope of survival again, and they seemed to be full of energy.

It happened that five more drowning persons were sent back, and many people gathered around to help.

Mu Ai saw that the people who went out came back halfway this time, so he recruited a person from the valley and asked, "Where is your leader?"

The man was hardened by the heavy rain, and water dripped down his chin. Hearing Muai's question, he didn't care to wipe it off, and said quickly, "There are fewer things and people floating in the river. The leader guessed that the high place upstream may be Some people were still trapped, so I took half of my staff to search."

Mu Ai's heart suddenly became even higher, and when she turned her head and saw that Dayu and Tao'er were not in the crowd, she asked again, "Then what about the two children in our house?"

The man scratched his head, thought hard, and said, "It seems that they followed the leader and went upstream."

Mu Ai gritted her teeth secretly, but still had a gentle smile on her face and asked him to drink water and change clothes.

With the return of this group of people, the camp suddenly became lively and crowded. Xiaoan directed a few young daughters-in-law to fill the rice in the pot into a large wooden barrel, cut up vegetables and tofu, threw them into the pot and boiled them directly. Finally, I grabbed the salt and put it in.

Xiyuan took people to carry firewood to light the fire, and kept telling the little daughter-in-law to save some firewood. After all, when there are oceans everywhere, dry firewood is an extremely precious material like food and clean water.

　I'm stuck, my head hurts so much, I have to go to the outline again, the notebook I wrote the outline is all rough, it shows how stupid I am. . .To persist, to work hard!Code words desperately, earn money to buy a house, haha, thank you for supporting the genuine version!
　　
　
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