Chapter 293 Flood

With his identity revealed, Xin You and his party entered the city smoothly.

 Baiyun County is smaller than Ling County, so the county government is the most suitable place to accommodate such a team. The county magistrate, whose surname was Zhao, led the yamen to be busy, lest he neglected these important people.

 The rain was neither heavy nor light, and it didn’t stop for two days. Xinyou stood on the porch, staring at the endless rain curtain in a daze.

Familiar footsteps came from behind.

He Qingxiao stood beside her and looked into the rain curtain: "Is Xin Daizhao bored?"

 There is no need to hide one's identity anymore, and the titles of "eldest brother" and "second brother" are naturally gone.

"I'm a little bored. I don't know how long we have to wait before we can leave." Xin You didn't look sideways at the man parked next to her.

 Perhaps it’s because he knows too many secrets about her. As time goes by, she will feel relaxed and lazy in front of him.

"Just take a rest." He Qingxiao looked at her smooth curved profile and spoke in a calm tone.

He looked like a handsome young man, but what caught his eyes was the bright and beautiful appearance of a young girl.

The drizzle flew in diagonally, and some of it hit Xinyou's robe. She didn't care and smiled at He Qingxiao: "Master He is right, just treat it as a rest."

He was obviously repeating his words, but He Qingxiao felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by these eyes with a slight smile.

 “Would you like to play chess?” he asked.

 The two of them were arranged to stay in two adjacent rooms, and the chess sets were ready-made. Before the game of chess was finished, faint noises were heard.

The sound was quite obscured by the sound of rain, but it was clearly audible to the two people who had practiced martial arts since childhood.

Xinyou squeezed the chess piece's hand, threw the chess piece into the jar, and stood up.

“I don’t know what happened. Master He, let’s go and have a look.”

He Qingxiao also stood up and picked up the bamboo umbrella placed by the door.

The two of them hurried over and saw Magistrate Zhao with a solemn look on his face, putting on his raincoat and walking out.

“Zhixian Zhao, what happened?” He Qingxiao asked.

"There is a low-lying village that is flooded. I want to take people to have a look."

Since entering May, this situation has happened intermittently many times. Although Zhao Zhixian is worried, he is not panicked.

“Zhixian Zhao, let’s go take a look with you.” Xin You looked at Zhixian Zhao steadily and clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves.

Zhixian Zhao was stunned when he heard this, and his first reaction was to refuse: "The rain has not stopped, and the road is difficult to walk. Mr. Xin and Mr. He should have a good rest in the Yazhong."

 Leave no one else say it, if Mr. Xin makes a mistake, he cannot afford it.

"I've been resting for the past two days. If we go with Magistrate Zhao, we may be able to help." He Qingxiao said.

Zhao Zhixian saw that the people responsible for protecting Mr. Xin all said this, so he did not refuse.

The group of people traveled by car, but halfway through they switched to walking and arrived at the village.

Everyone in the village came out and took refuge on higher ground, sighing as they looked at the scattered houses.

“You thief, God is not kind to you. It’s been raining non-stop, and the water has poured into the house. How many things have been ruined!”

 “Well, it’s good that everything is fine.”

 “The parent officer is here!”

Soon the villagers surrounded Zhao Zhixian and his party, and they all complained about their difficulties.

Xinyou looked silently and found that the situation in this village was much better than she thought.

 When she heard that it was flooded, she thought it was like the water had washed away the village. In fact, the water was pouring into the house. Property was damaged, but people were fine.

Xin You retracted his gaze and looked at Zhao Zhixian, who was surrounded by villagers.

She wanted to follow him, partly because she could help, and also because she wanted to save Zhixian Zhao.

If there is no external force to change, once Zhao Zhixian leaves, he will not be able to go back. Judging from the past two days, Zhao Zhixian may not be outstanding in ability, but he cares about the people and is worth saving.

“The terrain here is low, so villagers can go seek refuge with relatives and friends first. If there are no relatives or friends to seek refuge, they can temporarily go to the city to live in a resettlement shelter, and then come back after the rain has passed. As for the loss of property, the government will record it first, and then subsidize it as appropriate..."

The villagers calmed down under the comfort of Magistrate Zhao and said one after another: "The water will recede in a short time. We will go to Shanghe Village to stay for a few days."

There are two villages relatively close to each other in this area. One is called Shanghe Village, which has a high terrain; the other is called Xiahe Village, which has a low terrain.

The name of the village is simple and straightforward. It was originally a branch of a village, and almost every family is related to it.

Zhao Zhixian brought many government servants over. Seeing that the villagers had reached a consensus, he ordered the government servants to help the villagers carry debris.

On the way to Shanghe Village, County Magistrate Zhao walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and said to He Qingxiao: "I will go to the river embankment later to have a look. Lord He, please send Mr. Xin back first."

“Let’s go to Shanghe Village first and then talk about it—”

Before He Qingxiao finished speaking, he saw Zhao Zhixian sinking, and was then pulled over by Xin You.

 “Is everything okay, sir?”

The sudden turn of events startled the government servants who followed him.

The commander suddenly reacted and was shocked: "This is the puddle!"

 The villagers were also frightened.

 The water surface of this puddle is level with the waterlogged road surface, making it turbid. If the county master falls in, he will suffer a lot even if he can't drown!

The village chief apologized to Zhao Zhixian one after another.

Zhixian Zhao waved his hand to tell the mayor not to take it too seriously. He stared at the place where he almost fell and was afraid for a while.

 If you fall in, at least half your life will be lost!

 “Thank you, Mr. Xin, for your help and saving the official’s life.” After Zhao Zhixian came to his senses, he thanked Xin You.

 The rain is still falling, although it is light, it is still annoying. Xin You raised his hand and pressed the crooked hat: "It's easy. Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go to Shanghe Village first."

Zhao Zhixian nodded gratefully and shouted: "Remind the villagers to pay attention to their steps, and hold the children as much as possible."

Shanghe Village is not far from Xiahe Village. Even if we walk along the river, it takes less than two quarters of an hour to get there.

The village chief here has received the letter a long time ago. The two village chiefs communicated for a few words and shouted to resettle the villagers. The scene was noisy but orderly.

What Xinyou saw was a different scene.

 The flood rolled in, mixed with branches and debris, sweeping away everything from far to near, and swallowing everything.

Every time her eyes glanced at a person, what she saw was the painful expression of that person struggling in the torrent.

 One, two, three…

Xin You felt severe pain in his eyes. He raised his hands to cover his eyes, but he did not stop to guess: Not far from the village is the Baijiang River. Did it burst its embankment?

 “It’s annoying, it’s raining hard again.”

When Xinyou covered her eyes, the complaints of one of the villagers floated into her ears.

He Qingxiao’s voice followed: “Are your eyes uncomfortable?”

Xin You put down his hand and his pupils shrank.

 In the picture, Mr. He is holding Zhao Zhixian, and his arm is cut by a branch. Zhao Zhixian looked eager and wanted to go in one direction.

That direction—

Xin You’s complexion changed drastically and she reacted.

 The flood that swept through the village happened not long after they left!

In desperation, Xin You grabbed He Qingxiao's wrist.

 (End of this chapter)