I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

Chapter 334 Isolation from the World

Song Dashan got up early in the morning. When he heard the sound, he hurried to open the door. He saw Song Nian covered in yellow mud, with only his eyes and teeth white.

“Dad, we’ve built the wall to one and a half meters, so it should be fine.

However, the flood washed away many people. I just saw with my own eyes that the head of Liujia Village was lying on a wooden board and was washed away by the flood."

There was a cry in Song Nian's voice. People have an instinctive fear of death, especially when they see someone they know die in front of them. Most people cannot bear such a shock.

"Good boy, you've been busy all night, go back and wash up and have a good sleep, don't think about anything.

The rain is easing now, Dad, let’s go out and take a look.”

Song Dashan's eyes were also a little red. No matter whether he knew those people or not, they were living lives.

People are like that, let alone livestock.

Thinking of this, Song Dashan hurriedly put on his straw raincoat and opened the gate.

"Grandpa, wait a minute, let's go out together."

Song An Ning hurriedly called out to Grandpa. Xiangxiang had just said that there was some water on the road in the village. Grandpa was old and his walking was not stable, so he couldn't be allowed to go out alone.

"Okay, put on your raincoat and grab an umbrella. Grandpa will be waiting for you. There's no rush."

Wang Ying'er quickly helped her daughter put on the raincoat, checked it again, and then whispered:

"Don't run around, stay away from the river. Stay close to your grandfather and don't let him fall."

"Don't worry, mother. It's muddy outside, so you shouldn't go out."

When the two of them went out, they saw that the fields were flooded. Even though there were drainage ditches, the river was full and the water could not be drained out.

"Alas, if it rains for two more days, this year's harvest will be a total loss."

Song Dashan looked at the corn seedlings that were almost as tall as his legs and felt extremely distressed. He had been farming all his life and crops were the most important thing to him.

Although it is early morning, there are already many people gathered by the river.

The water outside the wall has risen to one meter, and if it rises another half meter it will flood over.

Song Anning stood on tiptoe and looked outside.

Although Xiangxiang reported the situation outside all night, I felt differently when I saw it with my own eyes.

The water was so powerful that it swept away a lot of furniture, livestock, and even people...

"Oh, I can't bear to watch this. I'm going home first..."

Many women wiped their tears, whispered something and turned to walk back to the village. The natural disaster was so cruel, and human beings were so insignificant in the face of the flood.

They were helpless and worried.

If it rains for another two days, they will be in danger even with all the preparations they have made.

"Xiangxiang, don't just focus on the river. Also scan the west and back mountains.

If the mountain is loose, or there are signs of mudslides or landslides, please tell me immediately."

"Don't worry, Master. Xiangxiang is keeping an eye on it. Judging from the direction of the mountain, those situations won't happen.

Xiangxiang scans every ten minutes, so it's safe."

"That's good."

"I would also like to remind the owner to tell the villagers not to touch the water in the river.

There’s already a virus.”

Looking at the turbid water, Song Anning felt a moment of panic in her heart, but it finally came.

At this time, a young man in his twenties climbed directly onto the wooden board in order to see the river surface clearly. He lost his balance and fell straight into the water.

"careful!"

Song An Ning was close by, so she quickly stepped forward and grabbed his legs, throwing him to the ground with a thud.

"Ouch, it hurts so much!"

"It's just a little skin breakage, nothing serious! Do you know how dangerous that was?

If you are swept away by the flood, who can save you?"

Song Anning was very serious, and his voice was unusually harsh:

"Stay away from this water! There's so much filth in it! If there's a plague, you can't escape it once you get stuck. You think it's just a joke!"

"A Ning is right, stay away from here. Just leave a few people here to watch over it.

I just used my Qinggong skills to go to the next village and took a look. Most of the houses were flooded.

There are corpses, feces, urine, and everything in the water right now, yet you're still charging forward!"

Old Man Pan's voice came from far away. He always smiled at the villagers, but this time he was very stern.

Not only the villagers, but even Song Erhe was scolded by him.

"Let them all go back. Divide the young and strong ones into three groups and take turns guarding here. The rest can go home and take a hot bath and drink some ginger soup.

As a village head, I can't cause chaos at this time!"

Song Erhe knew he was in the wrong. He had never seen such a big flood in many years and was a little panicked for a moment.

After hearing what Aning and Marshal Pan said, he finally reacted and quickly evacuated the crowd and made adjustments as quickly as possible.

After there were only about ten people left by the river, Song Anning said:

"Second Grandfather, now that the bridge has collapsed, it looks like there will be a plague. As for what will happen, no one knows.

We are now isolated from the outside world. After the rain stops, people from other villages or refugees may come from the mountains, so we have to be on guard."

"I understand, it's time.

The people in Liujia Village would not dare to come down from the roof until the water receded.

There's nothing to do here, so take your grandfather home."

Song Dashan wanted to stay here for a while longer, but when he looked up, he saw his brother and granddaughter looking at him fiercely. He could only pout quietly and follow them back obediently.

Marshal Pan went home with them. When they got home, Zhang and Wang Ying'er had already prepared hot water and ginger soup.

Song Anning soaked in the hot water for a while and changed her clothes. Wang Ying'er quickly helped her dry her hair and asked her to drink the ginger soup.

Zhang took out a set of new clothes that Song Dashan had never worn and gave it to Marshal Pan, and asked him to go to the guest room to soak in the hot water and change into them.

After packing up, Marshal Pan stammered to Song Anning:

"A Ning girl, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Want some Isatis root? Or Huoxiang Zhengqi water? You should have these in Yaowang Valley, but not in large quantities."

"Hey, you used mind reading skills, didn't you?

I was just thinking about this. This is a major event for the entire Nanyue Dynasty. I have been here for more than a hundred years and have some feelings for it.

I really can't bear to see the plague raging and corpses everywhere. One time is enough.

This is also why I founded Yaowang Valley and stockpiled medicinal herbs."

Song An Ning thought about it and felt that it made sense. If you want to live in this world, you must go out. Once you are in the vortex, you cannot stay out of it.

"Xiangxiang, can I buy unlimited amounts of what Old Man Pan said?"

"Of course, Master, you're doing a good deed by giving me these medicines. The system can give you a discount."

After confirming with Xiangxiang, Song Anning spoke:

"No problem. I'll provide the medicine, and you figure out how to distribute it."

Marshal Pan thought about it carefully and decided that this was not difficult. Yaowang Valley had branches in larger cities.

“Okay, that’s settled.

Not only that, I also need a large amount of disinfectant. You name the price, I have no objection."

Song An Ning looked at his serious expression and her evil taste suddenly came to her.

"Hey, with our relationship, what's the point of talking about price?

First tell me how much silver you have."

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