The river is full of ditches.
The real river is full of ditches.
The river behind the village is almost overflowing.
Besides, this is still the upper reaches of the river.
Presumably, the downstream will be more serious.
Wang Zhi held an oil umbrella to check.
The courtyard was fine.
When he settled down, although it was not far from the river, the terrain was quite high, so there was basically no water.
However, it was different in the fields.
In many places, the foam reached the calves.
Wang Zhi was very afraid that if this continued, the roots of the crops would rot.
It had been raining continuously for nearly ten days, making the room where Wang Zhi lived damp.
It also started to rain lightly.
It was really heavy rain outside and light rain inside.
The strong wind was raging outside, and it was impossible to repair it.
At this time, Wang Zhi missed those big cement brick houses.
"No, we will have to build a house of bricks and tiles by then."
After all, houses made of wood are not as good as houses made of bricks and tiles.
Wang Zhi decided that after the Marquis gets it, the buildings in the mansion will finally be able to use bricks, tiles and cement.
But think about it, if you give up, this is not the future generation.
You can just take money and buy a big car.
But you don’t have it now.
Even if you burn it yourself, you won’t be able to burn it in a short time.
"Brother, it's bad, something happened."
Just when Wang Zhi was lost in fantasy, Zhang Heng hurried in with an ugly look on his face.
"What's going on?"
Wang Zhi was startled and jumped up, asking eagerly.
"Zhao Er, something happened to Zhao Er's family.
Their house collapsed due to heavy rain.
Let's go and have a look."
Zhang Heng heard what others said just now, so he hurried over and asked Wang Zhi to come and take a look.
Wang Zhi has only been to Zhao Er's house twice.
It's still an old thatched house, much worse than the one in Wang Zhi's house.
It's definitely going to be hard to hold on.
It started to rain lightly in Wang Zhi's room.
When Wang Zhi and Zhang Heng arrived, Zhao Er had already dragged his mother out, and most of Wang Er's house had collapsed.
"Zhao Er, hurry up, take your mother to my house first."
Wang Zhi saw Zhao Er's mother with a bright red line on her legs, and knew she was injured.
Seeing Zhao Er, he still rushed in and was about to pack his things, but Wang Zhi slapped him hard: "Your mother is more important than your things.
If you have anything to pack at home, why don't you take it away as soon as possible."
Although Zhao Er's mother also yelled for Zhao Er to pack up the things at home first, be sure not to damage them in the rain.
A broken home is worth a million dollars.
The poorer the family, the more they care about the little bit of wealth.
However, after being slapped, Zhao Er followed Zhang Heng obediently and carried his mother towards Wang Zhi's house.
Wang Zhi basically knew what was in Zhao Er's house.
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There was only one bowl of rice in the jar, so how could he expect to get anything valuable?
Although it was often said that a broken home was worth tens of thousands, that was just a metaphor.
Even if he has a little money, he only earned it when he recently started to participate in making mosquito coils.
Wang Zhi estimates that it is not even half the money.
After returning home, Wang Zhi learned that Zhao Er's mother was hit while working in the house.
Her leg was swollen and broken.
Fortunately, there was no fracture, just skin trauma.
Although she was an elder, she was still a female family member after all.
Wang Li took her into the back room, cleaned it with alcohol, then applied medicine and bandaged it.
Since he got alcohol, Wang Zhi has taught his family how to use alcohol.
Moreover, he has also talked about the anti-inflammatory effect of alcohol countless times.
When he is injured, he must wash it with alcohol first.
After all, he cannot always do it.
At home all the time.
The Zhao family is poor, but there are many poor families in the village.
It can also be said that there are no wealthy people in this village, including the Li Zheng family.
Wang Zhi put on his raincoat and planned to go for a walk in the village to see how everyone was doing.
Although this was not Wang Zhi's responsibility, he still felt very depressed.
The further they walked, the more uncomfortable Wang Zhi felt, because most of the houses began to leak, and a few others, like the second Zhao family, collapsed, and they were all temporarily sheltered in the homes of good neighbors.
The most unlucky ones It was Wang Zhiyi, his arm was broken, and he was lying on the neighbor's bed, wailing non-stop.
"Why did you come out?
It's raining so heavily.
What if you catch the wind and cold?"
Wang Zhi walked around the village and planned to go to the river to have a look.
But when he looked up, he saw Yu Zhang, carrying A large group of guards stood on the other side of the river.
Wang Zhi quickly passed the small bridge and came to the other side of the river.
He was very dissatisfied that Yu Zhang was still here at this time.
The guards all knew Wang Zhi, so they did not stop him.
However, Yuzhang was also surprised to see Wang Zhi here: "Why are you here too?
I came to take a look at the river.
The captain of the guard said that the water was very strong.
The crops were also flooded.
It sounded uncomfortable to me, so I wanted to come out to see the situation."
In Yuzhang's village, there were also several families whose houses collapsed.
Fortunately, Yuzhang called them to stay at the princess's house temporarily.
Otherwise, they would have to spend their time in the heavy rain.
"How are you doing in Zhuangzi?
Is anyone injured?"
Yu Zhang asked with concern.
Under this heavy rain, I don't know how many families will be killed, houses damaged, and farmland destroyed.
"Three houses collapsed, but fortunately no one was seriously injured."
Wang Zhi was also secretly thankful, and at the same time secretly prayed that the heavy rain would stop soon.
"My Zhuangzi is similar.
Hey, it's not just heavy rain here, it's also happening in places like Hedong, Hebei, and Shandong.
The Yellow River has even burst its banks.
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But what should we do?
How many people will be homeless."
When Yuzhang said this, his face was filled with sadness and his body was shaking a little.
How many families would be displaced?
"Go back quickly and remember to make some ginger soup."
Wang Zhi waved his hand, if it was normal, he would definitely stay put, but now, the time and place are not suitable, and Wang Zhi is not in the mood to talk and laugh with Yu Zhang in this weather.
When he got home, Zhao Er's mother had already gone to bed.
Zhao Er originally wanted to go home and clean up, but Wang Zhihuan stopped him.
As for that home, there was nothing valuable left in the village.
Folks, don't take advantage of the situation.
Wang Zhi believed that at this time, there would be many people praying to God to stop the rain.
Unfortunately, the heavy rain continued.
The mother river, the Yellow River, finally got angry after nurturing its banks for thousands of years, showing its brutal side.
From what Yuzhang said, it seems that if some sections of the Yellow River burst their banks, many families will be destroyed.
At that time, these people will be the real trouble.
But thinking about it, Wang Zhi felt that his worries were unfounded.
He is just a little baron, it is not his turn to worry.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhi also secretly regretted it.
After all, he was a baron.
According to the etiquette system, the Ministry of Industry needed to build a corresponding mansion for him, but Wang Zhi delayed it because, after the autumn harvest, Wang Zhi hoped that It would be nice to change to a marquis, and then build a corresponding marquis mansion.
Who knows, there will be a problem now.
Because of the heavy rain, Wang Zhi couldn't do anything.
He lay on the bed sulking.
Unfortunately, he was tossing and turning and was so irritable that he couldn't sleep.
Wang Zhi could even hear that in the next room, Wang Qiang and a few people were still making mosquito coils. .
Wang Zhi lay on the bed.
He didn't know how long it took before he gradually fell asleep.
He prayed secretly that when he woke up tomorrow morning, he could see the red sun.
A thought flashed through Wang Zhi's mind: let the heavy rain stop
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