The cries came and went, and the whole village looked at such a situation, even some men couldn't help crying.

There are even more poignant voices.

It was as if someone had been swept away by the flood in the middle of the night.

Although the water potential is not large, life and death are uncertain.

Except for the houses that were flooded, the food was flooded, and all the livestock died. Not far from Jiang Lime and Yang Yanwen, there was a dead pig floating.

The water seemed to stop.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and waited on the raft until noon, when the water no longer moved, and someone had already started to move.

Dead chickens, dead pigs, dead cows.

It will take at least half a month for the water to go down, and even if it does, it will be impossible to return to the previous state of life for a while.

Meng Guangshan untied the bamboo raft and paddled the plank.

tied their bamboo raft to Jiang Qingling's bamboo raft, handed over the big tree and green cloud to Yang Yanwen, and he led Jiang Qingling to put together two large wooden planks, and rowed and pulled the bamboo pole to fish.

The first one to catch was the dead pig.

At first, the two of them were still unfamiliar, and when the plank was cooked, the two of them began to walk far away, and at the end of the day, they gained a lot of money.

Meng Guangshan is a good hand, and he dealt with the dead pig by himself.

Of course, when dealing with the dead pig, Jiang Qinglime walked far away from him. When I came back, I rinsed it with the only amount of water, cut it into large pieces, and put it in a pot to boil.

"What should I do today and tomorrow?"

They don't have much water, pots and seasonings are enough for a while, but in fact, the most worrying thing is firewood.

"That's it for today, tomorrow I'll go out alone to collect firewood, just like that, it's enough to dry for one day. You have a lot of salt at home, so tomorrow I will trouble you to marinate some of these things and dry some of them. As for the problem of water, you can take a bucket of water, leave it for a long time, and when it is clarified, boil it with fire and pour it into a clean bucket, in this case, it should not be a problem. ”

Meng Guangshan is a veteran of life.

Everything is taken care of.

After Jiang Qingling listened, she glanced at Yang Yanwen and decided to follow his instructions, "Okay, then I'll do what you say tomorrow." ”

The flood waters receded.

They dared to close their eyes and sleep for a while at night, but after all, they were still on a bamboo raft, and they couldn't sleep well at all.

Wake up and sleep, and when they get up the next day, they are listless, but they still have to work, Meng Guangshan left alone, Jiang Qinglime cut and pickled part of the chicken and dead pig they picked up, and dried part of it.

She had been busy all morning while dealing with these things.

In the afternoon, she began to boil water, rinse it with boiling water, then marinate and air dry.

Meng Guangshan is also very capable, he got a lot of firewood and came back, but it was all wet, but it didn't matter, he was also a capable person, he brought a machete with him when he left, climbed the tree and cut a lot of branches back.

The branches were wet, but they were good for a fire.

"Big tree, you can't eat more meat, drink more than a bowl of egg soup."

The dead pig just died for a day, the meat quality is relatively fresh, the family was poor before, and the meat was eaten every year during the year.

But now the big tree has seized the opportunity, and these meals have not been less meaty.

There are no greens and only meat is eaten, which is not good for the body.

So in the evening, Jiang Lime boiled some egg soup.