Tan looked anxious and asked, "Did the water flood the whole village?"

Lao Yang nodded: "The dikes have all been flooded, everywhere is water!"

Tan panicked: “No, no, I have to go into the village even if there's more water!”

"Why?" Old Yang asked.

Tan initially refused to speak and insisted on going into the village.

In the end, Lao Yang was about to lose his temper, saying that Tan Shi was joking with his and Yang Huazhong's lives. Only then did Tan Shi reveal the truth.

When I came over here, I had some copper coins with me.

“All the silver is hidden in a box under the bed...”

Everyone understands, Tan is going to take the silver back.

Old Yang was so angry his beard stood on end, he scolded Tan's family: "When we first moved in with three rooms, I told you to pack all your valuables in that small wooden chest so I could bring it over with me."

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"So all this time, you didn't bring it? Why?"

Tan stammered and couldn't answer.

At the side, Yang Ruqing twitched her lips: "Need I say more? Ni doesn't trust us, she's afraid we'll steal the silver from her box if we come over!" Please provide me with the text you would like me to translate. I'm ready! ?

When Lao Yang heard this, he was taken aback.

Just as I was about to question Tan, I saw that he looked guilty and evasive.

Old Yang was even more exasperated.

Even if you vent your anger and kill Tan, it wouldn't help anything.

The old man then turned to Yang Huazhong and said, “Why don’t we go into the village?”

I don't trust your brothers, and I want to see what they're up to!

Yang Huazhong immediately nodded.

"I also want to go in and see how everyone is doing."

Yang Huazhong immediately asked Sun to help Tan return to the warehouse.

Here, Old Yang started taking off his clothes, intending to work bare-chested.

"Grandpa, what are you taking off your clothes for?" Yang Ruqing asked, tilting her head.

Old Yang said, “Go for a swim! Hey hey, when I was young, I was quite the expert at rowing!”

Yang Ruqing smiled.

"This water is filthy, with piles of dead branches and vines. You could easily trip and hurt yourself." she said.

Turning to Yang Huazhong, he said, “Father, where’s that boat we built at home? Let’s carry it out. It comes in handy right now!”

>When Yang Ruohua reminded him like this, Yang Huazhong suddenly came to his senses.

Yeah, a few days ago, my girl friend had them rush to make a small boat for her.

One person stands at the bow of the boat, and one person stands at the stern. On either side, there are also symmetrical seats that can accommodate three to five people each.

That is to say, a boat can carry up to ten people when it goes down the water.

Yang Huazhong said excitedly: "It's in the backyard, come on, let's carry it out to the village."

Yang Ruqing said, "I'll go with you all!"

Three people rowed their boat into the village.

When passing over the pond, Yang Ruqing appeared to be especially careful.

This pond is awfully deep. The original owner of this body drowned here long ago.

Halfway down the boat, a few figures appeared on the opposite side of the pond.

“Well, isn't that Lao Luo's family!”

Old Yang was the first to notice, pointing across and shouting loudly, "It's his uncle!"

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There was a quick response from that side.

Yang Ruqing followed the sound and looked over.

Only a wooden boat, as large as a bathtub, drifted across the water.

She immediately recognized it: a miniature boat specially made by Luò the blacksmith to make it easier to feed the fish pond.

At this moment, there's an old woman named Wang Cuilian sitting inside.

Wang Cuilian held two bundles in her arms.

On either side of the small boat, Luotiejian and Luofengtang were supporting it in the water, pushing it along.

This is the translated text: Let me know if you have more content to translate!

They are coming from the old maple tree, they must be walking through the water.

Judging by appearance, the water had reached Luofeng Tang's thighs.

Soon, they arrived near the pond.

“Hey kids, be careful!”

Yang Ruqing shouted loudly.

The dikes were flooded, and it was impossible to tell where the pond ended and the dike began.

Luo Fengtang greeted Yang Ruohua from afar, waving his hand and showing a reassuring smile.

Then he seemed to have a discussion with Lao Tiejiang, and afterward, the two of them went for a swim.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Pushing the small wooden boat and Wang Cuilian on it, he swam directly across the pond.

Both armies met in the middle of the pond for a victory celebration.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruqing, "The water has flooded up to the legs of the eight immortals table in our house. We can't stay here anymore."

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"I figured your place is high up, so I came over right away."

"Alright, alright, quickly escort the old lady to my house. My mother and the others are in the warehouse." Yang Ruqing said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, stepping on the water with her feet, keeping from falling down.

I'll take care of my uncle and aunt first, and then I'll come into the village to find you!

Then, they went their separate ways and got busy.

The boat entered the village.

Yang Ruqing almost didn't recognize this village in front of her.

The Primordial World!

In the water, there are many corpses of dead chickens and ducks floating.

From every household's courtyard, came the panicked voices of adults and the cries of children.

Old Yang sat at the foot of his bed. Throughout his journey, everything he saw filled the old man with trepidation.

"Goodness, thanks goodness Qing'er was prepared and got this boat!"

The old man's face was full of sighs.

Yang Huazhong also frowned deeply: "This trip, the crops are hopeless, and the poultry and livestock in the village can be said to have been raised in vain. Natural disasters are unpredictable..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Yang Ruqing, while rowing the boat, said, "As long as people are around, everything that is destroyed will be regained."

Before a disaster strikes, it's important to prepare.

Even if a disaster really happens, remain calm and deal with it.

After a disaster, it's even more important to bounce back.

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On the ruins, rebuild our homes!

Three people rowed a small boat straight to the front door of Lao Yang's main house.

The water had already flooded halfway up the front door of the main house. Just as the boat docked at the doorstep, Yang Ruohua was busy looking for a place to tie it down.

The sounds of Yang Huainan and Yang Yongjin arguing came from inside the house.

In between, there were also Jin's cries.

The vagrants outside stared at each other, secured their boats, and Lao Yangtou, with Yang Huazhong's help, was the first to disembark.

Next is Yang Huazhong, and lastly Yang Ruqing.

"My little girl, come here, Daddy will carry you." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruqing smiled and waved her hand, "Father, it's nothing."

She immediately got off the boat and stepped into the water.

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Good lord, the water's almost up to her waist.

"Go home and change your clothes, it won't get cold this summer."

Yang Ruqing then said a few words of comfort to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong sighed, at this time, he didn't care so much.

The three of them immediately entered the main hall and walked straight towards Yang Huainan's room where the sound was coming from.

The scene in the house was astounding.

Shoes, socks, and all of Yang Huai'an's former "dancing with words" calligraphy brushes, ink, and scrolls were all floating in the water, which was waist-deep.

The bed was naturally also flooded by water.

The tallest object in the room is the Eight Immortals table.

On the Eight Immortals' table, sat Jin Shi and Yang Yongqing.

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At the edge of the Eight Immortals table, Yang Yongjin stood in the water.

Yang Yongjin was still facing Yang Huainan, whose eyes were blazing with anger. The father and son glared at each other, arguing until their faces turned red and necks thick.

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