Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn
Chapter 116 - 80: Catastrophic Disaster

Chapter 116: Chapter 80: Catastrophic Disaster

Black Mountain was struck with fierce wind and heavy rain; on the other side of the mountain, separated just by the White Dragon Pond, the wind was wild and the rain ruthless, nearly a thousand trees snapping in half at their waists. Falling rocks tumbled down like hail, and a massive torrent of muddy water rolled down from the mountain top.

"Damn, it’s a mudslide." Yezi caught his breath, and upon closer inspection, he too was startled. The mountain slopes were steep, and during the rainy season, it was very prone to landslides and mudslides, but in the past few years, both villages had responded to the government’s call to plant many trees. How could the trees on Leigong Mountain be so vulnerable?

Yezi was unaware, but Xiao Xian had a vague idea. For the sake of building the dam, at the steepest part of the mountain waist, which used to be Zhu Shijun’s training ground, a stone dam had been constructed. A large number of trees had been cut down, including that Dragon Tree.

"It’s okay, Ge Village is on the other side of the mountain, it won’t be affected," Yezi comforted Xiao Xian, whose clothes were still dripping with water, her eyes wide open, staring blankly as if she were bewitched.

"I have to go back. Yezi, you quickly go back to Miao Village and call for the Red Locust Great Wizard, tell her... A Dragon Juniper is destroyed, tell her she must hurry over," Xiao Xian bit her tongue hard, trying to make her mind clearer.

Yezi listened, not understanding. What Dragon Juniper, and how was Xiao Xian supposed to get back, as the rope bridge had broken on one side. Calling the Red Locust Great Wizard over, what good would that do? Right now, they should be getting the village chief of Ge Village, Jin Dafu, to immediately move the residents and take precautions against the disaster.

The more Yezi thought about it, the more something felt off. She wanted to ask further, but there was no sign of Xiao Xian in sight. A sudden sense of panic arose within her, and Yezi hesitated for a moment before running in the direction of Miao Village. After about a thousand meters, she slowed down, and finally stopped in the rain.

"No, I can’t leave Xiao Xian alone," Yezi wiped the rain off her face, her eyes welling up with warmth, and she turned to run back.

On the Ge Village side, the sudden torrential downpour also caught the villagers off guard while they were having dinner.

Fortunately, most families had already put their harvested grains into bags and stacked them under their eaves in the early evening. The village chief and Zhu Shijun were sitting indoors, watching the rainwater cascading down from the eaves, like little waterfalls.

"Looking at this weather, Xiao Xian probably won’t be able to come back for a while," Zhu Shijun furrowed his brow.

"It’s fine, the mountain rains come fast and leave just as quickly. It will stop in a bit. After this rain, the autumn dryness should be mostly gone. Tomorrow I’ll go down the mountain to the grain procurement station and ask how much they can offer. It’s better to sell the whole village’s grain to the government procurement station," the village chief drank half a cup of liquor in one gulp, shoved a slice of pig’s ear into his mouth, and before even chewing a few bites, stopped: "Old man, did you hear any noise?"

"The sound of the wind and rain outside is not right, Da Fu, there might be a threat on the other side of the mountain. That dam won’t have problems, will it?" Zhu Shijun quickly grabbed a raincoat from inside the house. Just when the rain had started falling, he had told Sister-in-law Lian to go back first; the howling wind blew through the village entrance, with rainwater slamming against the windows and doors. The sound of roof tiles hitting the ground could be heard at times around the village.

"It shouldn’t be. A few days earlier during the autumn harvest, the Party secretary said that this year’s rice harvest was looking good thanks to the timely irrigation from the water in the dam; the dam looked pretty solid then," the village chief said, getting restless as well, and followed by grabbing an umbrella. As soon as the door was pushed open, a gust of wind struck so sharply that even the village chief’s weather-beaten skin felt a burning pain.

The two of them had to push the door back together and secure it with a bolt. The door still rattled with the sound of rain and wind against it, the bolt clinging to the board, ready to be knocked open at any moment.

"Old man, do you think it might really be that the dragon energy of White Dragon Pond has been disturbed?" The village chief had not experienced such a storm in decades; if not for the fact that almost every household in the village had sturdy tile houses, a storm like this could have cost several lives.

"Now you still have the mind to talk about these things? Have you forgotten that there are still a few houses in the village that are in danger of collapsing, with only orphans and widows living in them. And with such strong wind and rain, if the packed rice gets soaked and washed away by the rain, the entire year’s efforts of the village will have been in vain," Zhu Shijun was still thinking clearly; he had been the factory manager at a cigarette factory and had gone through a flood disaster. At the moment, the priority is the safety of the people, followed by resources. At this time, we cannot lose our composure, we must stabilize the people’s hearts and emotions.