Chapter 296 The little tiger falls into the water, urgent!
The villagers acted quickly and orderly, with men, women, young and old all rushing around the ridges of the rice fields.
Men carried heavy stones, women carried wet soil, and children held small stones. Everyone worked hard to protect the rice fields.
In recent days, the situation in Jiangbian Village has been deteriorating, and Chen Ping asked the villagers to place sandbags and boulders on the riverside.
Facing the mighty Yangtze River, these may just be a drop in the bucket, but they are the last line of defense for the village along the river.
Despite the dangers lurking around, no one in Jiangbian Village chose to leave. All the villagers stood firm and vowed to protect the rice fields!
Chen Ping looked at Wang with mixed feelings. He was well-educated but unable to save this small village, let alone be granted a title of nobility and become a prime minister and govern the world.
Chen Ping raised his head and let the cold rain hit his cheeks mercilessly.
At this time, Wang held his hand tightly. Chen Ping opened his eyes and smiled indifferently at Wang.
Forget it, since fate has arranged it this way, let’s live and die together with this small village!
"Village chief, there is not enough mud and stones. Have someone take down the fence at home, quickly!"
"Put the collected sand and stones here. We will also need one hundred wooden stakes. The thicker the better!"
"Those who didn't sleep last night will take turns to rest for half an hour and take turns guarding the rice fields."
"We're going to have a tough battle!"
Chen Ping stared in the direction of the river, his eyes flashing with determination and without any fear.
If we cannot save the rice fields, life and death become insignificant.
Under the command, the villagers quickly divided the work and cooperated, and the children who were familiar with the village situation led the adults to find wooden stakes.
The wooden stakes were not strong enough, so they cut down trees on the spot.
The villagers could not move hundreds of two-meter-high wooden stakes, so they rolled them into the fields.
Both the bamboo fence and the wooden fence were removed by the villagers and used to reinforce the fortifications!
Chen Ping waved his hand, signaling the villagers to quickly build temporary defensive fortifications.
The mud was built into a solid foundation, the bamboo fence was deeply inserted into the moist soil, then sandbags and stone bags were piled behind the fence in turn, and finally the wooden stakes were hammered into the ground one by one, tightly against the sandbags.
After completing all this, Chen Ping jumped onto the fence and slammed it hard, but the hastily built fence remained motionless and was as solid as a rock.
The river water overflowed the river bank, but was blocked by the fence and could not invade the rice fields.
Although this wall is simple, it is enough to withstand the turbulent river water.
At this moment, a glimmer of hope flashed on the expressionless faces of the villagers.
"boom!"
The August sky was gloomy and sultry, covered with dark clouds, and the sound of fine rain made people irritable and uneasy.
The thunder in the distance was deafening. Chen Ping, who had just taken a short nap, suddenly opened his eyes, and a red color was reflected in his bloodshot eyes.
On the seventh day after the fence was built, Chen Ping's exhaustion from guarding the rice fields finally reached his limit, and he almost fell into the rice fields.
Seeing this, Wang cried and begged him to take a rest. Chen Ping knew that it was useless to hold on, so he reluctantly agreed to go home and take a rest.
However, not long after he lay down, he was awakened again by thunder.
He stood up, put on his straw raincoat, and ran quickly towards the rice field.
In his dream, he saw the boundless river, which swallowed up the villages along the river like a ferocious beast. The miserable cries of the men, women, and children in the village echoed in his ears.
The dream was so realistic that Chen Ping was terrified and dared not fall asleep again.
When Chen Ping rushed outside the fence, his face turned pale.
The river water has approached the fence, the huge water pressure has penetrated the wooden fence, and the accumulated water has reached the villagers' knee height.
The surging waves hit the fence fiercely. In the wind and rain, several strong men spontaneously stood behind the wall and used their bodies to resist the force of the water. "Husband! Why are you here again?"
Wang looked at Chen Ping with heartache. His eye sockets were sunken and his face was tired.
She had just advised him to go back and rest, and in the blink of an eye he appeared here again.
Chen Ping clenched his teeth, shook his head and said nothing. He had a premonition that the nightmare was about to come true.
The villagers who originally drained water on the ridges of the fields have moved behind the fence walls, where they keep scooping out the seeping river water.
The muddy river water turned them all into mud men, and the mud blurred their eyes, but they never stopped scooping water.
Everyone is doing their best, how can he just stand by and watch?
"My lady, have you ever resented me?"
Chen Ping forced a smile and gazed at Wang gently.
He once promised to give Wang a peaceful and happy life, but now, even his own life can hardly be guaranteed, let alone the unborn child.
"My husband, having you is enough for my life!"
Wang's pale face showed determination. She responded to Chen Ping that meeting him was the most precious luck in her life.
As time passed, the sound of the river water hitting the shore became louder and louder, shocking.
The river water continued to pour in through the fence wall, and the water level had reached the waist of an adult.
Any wave could easily pass over the fence and hit the villagers.
The ridges of the rice fields near the fences have been eroded by the river water, and the rice seedlings have been uprooted and floated around the villagers.
"Rice! Rice!!"
"Pick it up immediately!"
"Oh God, please have mercy on me!"
The village chief was the first to be hit. He used his frail body to hold back the burst embankment. His whole body was shaking as he struggled to grab rice in the turbulent torrent.
However, his speed could not compete with the rushing river water. In the blink of an eye, the rice seedlings were washed away, and the green and plump rice ears sank in the turbid river water and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Seeing all the food being swept away by the river, the village chief felt heartbroken and cried out to the sky with a hoarse voice.
"Oh God, please stop raining! Please stop the rain!"
"Stop raining! God, please stop raining!"
The village chief's pleading voice reached the ears of every villager, and the helpless women and children also imitated him, clasping their hands together and praying to the sky.
When Chen Ping heard these cries, he felt mixed emotions and waves of bitterness welled up in his heart.
"Wooooo. Dad. Woooooooooooooooo!!"
Chen Ping held back his tears and was about to join the ranks of those saving the rice.
Suddenly, the cries of several children pierced his eardrums.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the fence in the distance had been washed down by the river water. Little Tiger Head, the child who was lying on the edge of the field and pouring water with a gourd ladle, was swept out of the fence by a huge wave before he could escape.
"son!!"
Old Chen's face was filled with horror. The word "Dad" made his whole body tremble. His child was swept away by the ruthless torrent!
"Child! Save the child!!"
The village chief, who was struggling in the water to save the rice seedlings, heard the little tiger's cry for help. He stood up suddenly, looked at the little tiger with only his head exposed in horror, and shouted loudly.
Raising a child in Jiangbian Village was extremely difficult, so he treated the little tiger as his own grandson.
Mr. and Mrs. Chen were even more panicked. Seeing the little tiger in danger, Mr. Chen jumped into the water regardless of everything, but the fast and fierce river water instantly knocked him back.
(End of this chapter)