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The rain turned into a flood, and the people staying at the ancestral temple were also desperate, but more people were very grateful for the ancestral temple left by their ancestors, otherwise they could only run up the mountain.

It's not like there is an ancestral temple, where machines can be placed, and they can have a little rest.

After settling down the elderly and children, Mu Yuan pulled over the cooks in the cafeteria and instructed: "You cook later, make some ginger soup, 20 people eat twice a day, take turns, and it will be done within 10 minutes. Then change."

The place that the ancestral temple can cover really can't accommodate so many people, Mu Yuan can only find a way to make everyone have some strength and can get through safely.

In the face of a sudden disaster, it is more important to save one's life. After Mu Yuan made arrangements, he went down three more steps and checked that the height of the flood would not drown everyone, so he went back with confidence.

"Brother Yuan, is there a rescue team here?"

Gu Linran looked into the distance and asked worriedly.

"Yes, but we are not the first place to take care of, and we don't know when the water will stop." For the first time, Mu Yuan knew that there was such a sudden and violent flood that the house should have been washed away, and the provincial economy must have been hit hard...

Later……

Come Muming! ! ! ! !
His terrain was the lowest, and it must have been washed away by the heavy rain, and the road was not easy to walk, so he didn't know how to leave.

Mu Yuan's expression darkened instantly.

Gu Linran felt a little scared, "Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ask who knows how to build a boat and what is needed. We have brought a lot of things and tried to find a way to build a boat."

Although it is clear that there is little hope.

But that was his best brother, and he couldn't do it without him.

"it is good."

Gu Linran saw that Muyuan's expression was too bad, so he hurried to do it, but although there was a sea here, no one lived by the sea, only two women who married from other places knew how to build a boat.

But they also said bluntly: "Captain, it's raining so much now, we can also make the simplest ancient small fishing boat, and that one is also the simplest, but if we put it down now, it will be overturned in minutes."

Mu Yuan said, "Do it first, then we'll talk about it when it's done."

There are many people and strength, everyone started to do it according to the instructions of the two women. Now people are very capable of doing things. If it is not raining, it is easy to be exposed to lightning when touching a tree. The ancestral temple is connected to the mountain, and a tree can be cut down to build a boat in minutes. It doesn't matter if it's inferior, as long as it works.

"dead--"

I don’t know who yelled. Someone saw the dead body at the foot of the ancestral temple. Mu Yuan also looked at it. Indeed, someone advocated to pick it up, because it seemed to be the Lin family brigade next door. Lin Zhishu went to identify it carefully and nodded, " It belongs to our brigade, and our brigade does not have a high-lying ancestral temple."

Every brigade actually has its own ancestral temple.

It's just that their ancestral temple was demolished before and turned into a cowshed, where some cows/ghosts/snakes/gods lived.

But even if you don't take it apart, it won't help.

Now look at this man.

Everyone in the herdsman brigade knelt down and kowtowed to the ancestral temple, thanking their ancestors, even the great-grandfather Mu, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, was grateful for the shelter left by their ancestors.

Otherwise, there will definitely be casualties.

Unlike now, although there may be no house or money, at least everyone is safe and sound.

There are no fishing boats, but there are fishing nets.

Because the herdsman brigade has fish ponds, everyone really didn't even take the bamboo products and toys from the factory, but they took away the agricultural tools for working in the fields.

Farming is really engraved in the bone.

The corpse was fished out with a fishing net, and many people were chanting Amitabha. Mu Yuan told the corpse to be put aside and left alone, otherwise it would be bad if it was infected with some kind of disease.

When he said that, everyone had no objection.

In fact, Mu Yuan wanted to be cremated, but everyone stopped him, thinking that would be too impersonal.

This is the best option for both parties.

At the end of the day, everyone collected seven corpses, and the rain finally eased a little, but it didn't stop.

The herdsman brigade is also on a low terrain. If there is no ancestral temple, it really can only go up the mountain.

Mu Yuan saw that everyone was in a good mood, so he went to see Mu Tiancheng again. He watched Mu Tiancheng many times today, and Mu Tiancheng had a fever again and again.

Grandma Mu said: "There shouldn't be any big things, it's just children suffering. Look at my Chengcheng, who was originally not as strong as her sister, and now she's thinner."

"I'll feed it to my sister."

Mu Tianhu raised the biscuits in his hand, wanting to share the delicious ones with his sister.

"My sister can't eat now, can I eat by myself?" Yan Hui said softly, for a day and two nights, Mu Tianhu was really obedient, sitting quietly in the recessed place of the machine, not at all noisy as usual.

"Mom eats."

Mu Tianhu set out to feed Yan Hui.

Yan Hui squatted down and opened his mouth to eat, then kissed her on the cheek, "My baby Huhu is so good."

Mu Tianhu pursed his lips and smiled.

Looking at the younger sister in his mother's arms, big tears fell without warning, this is actually not the first time, Mu Tianhu would cry whenever he saw Mu Tiancheng.

Yan Hui hurriedly stood up.

Prevent her from crying more.

"Sister-in-law, let me hug you, your hands are too sore like that." Mu Simo wanted to hug Mu Tiancheng.

"It's okay, I'll just hold it."

But Mu Tiancheng refused to let Mu Simo hug him.

As soon as she was hugged by someone other than Yan Hui, she kept crying. Now that she has a fever, Yan Hui herself is in terribly distressed, not to mention that she keeps crying, which is even more serious. But after holding her for so long, her arms are sore. Almost unconscious.

Mu Yuan looked to find a plastic bag, covered his upper body, and hugged Mu Tiancheng from Yan Hui's arms, "You take a rest, it's best to press your arms."

Chen Zeying hurriedly massaged Yan Hui.

In his father's arms, Mu Tiancheng found a familiar embrace, his eyelashes trembled, and he fell into silence.

Yan Hui asked Mu Yuan: "Do we have a rescue team?"

Mu Yuan answered this sentence at least [-] times a day, but he still answered Yan Hui patiently: "Probably not, we are far away from the commune, and the commune is poor, so we probably have to wait."

"what……"

Yan Hui felt that this was the case.

Waiting may starve to death.

Grandma Mu also said: "There are so many people in the brigade, the food in the cafeteria that we moved out of is definitely not enough, unless every family donates the food."

"How much food does our family have?"

Mu Yuan asked.

Grandma Mu knew that he would take the lead as the team leader, so she said: "Basically all the food is in the cellar, and it's all gone. There are also thirty catties of noodles sent by my mother-in-law, eighteen eggs, and other things. It’s all snacks, we have very few things in our house, and it’s useless to ask them to take them all out.”

"Take out the snacks too. I bought five cans of milk powder for my child. I don't want to eat milk powder these days. I have porridge, and there are two packs of malted milk. Let's take the last few days."

Grandma Mu hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything, but there was no food at the critical moment, and she was flustered.

After Muyuan's family harvested the grain, Yan Hui had no choice but to hold the child, "Thanks for your hard work."

"I'm fine, just pay attention."

She is sore.

Now the whole person is dry and refreshed, and he is not hungry, unlike Mu Yuan, whose clothes have never been dried.