They slept for half a day in the afternoon and weren't very sleepy at night, but there were many mosquitoes outside, so they all sat in Murakami's wooden house chatting.

  Suddenly, Li Xiang's sharp ears perked up, and amidst the patter of the rain, he seemed to detect some faint, disordered footsteps.

  She subconsciously stood up and looked out through the gaps in the wooden house, which was not a big deal, but Li Hua and Mu Yan also heard the movement.

  "Look, it's our fellow villagers going up the mountain, and they're carrying torches."

  Several people quickly walked out of the wooden house, looked down, and were stunned for a moment. The mother and daughter looked at Mu Yan simultaneously.

  "With so many people, is it really going to flood?"

  That's right, from the foot of the mountain to the top, winding and curved, all are teams holding torches like a dragon dancing in the sky.

  They must be able to go up the mountain at this time, and something big must have happened outside that they can't avoid.

  Mo Yan immediately responded with action, and in the blink of an eye he had already put on a plastic sheet.

  "Auntie, don't talk here, and don't go anywhere, I'll go down the mountain to take a look at the situation."

  He's just a kid, no matter how capable he is, Li Hua wouldn't let him go alone and wanted to follow him together.

  Mu Yan couldn't decline, so he went down the mountain with her.

  As for Li Xiang, he calmly and comfortably dodged the mosquitoes and entered the house.

  It's not that she is lazy, with two diligent people around, her five-year-old kid can't help much either.

  At this time, staying in the house and listening is the best way to help.

  Unexpectedly, it was two or three hours before they returned to the wooden house. By Li Xiang's rough estimate, it was almost dawn by then.

  She was drowsy and about to fall asleep, but if she hadn't been eager to know the situation at the foot of the mountain, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

  Li Hua and Mu Yan were also startled when they saw Li Xiang coming out of the door: "Why haven't you gone to sleep yet?"

  Li Xiang rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Mom, what's going on down the mountain?"

  Li Hua looked at Mu Yan with a heavy tone and said to her.

  "Son, fortunately we set out early and climbed up the mountain. Now the water has flooded more than half of Qingcheng County."

  Li Xiang's heart tightened, "Is it really flooding?"

  It's also unknown whether she was born with a mature mind, which allowed Li Hua to adapt to her abnormal thinking pattern in advance, speaking like an adult without any worries.

  But Mu Yan didn't think so, in his eyes, the five-year-old kid was just a nuisance.

  Who else is as concerned about national affairs as this young man in front of me?

  Is this just abnormal?

  It was simply unbelievable to him.

  The shock brought by the sudden flood was too great, so that Li Xiang forgot that there was still a stranger beside him.

  "Did... did everyone in Li's village run out?" she asked with a trembling voice.

  Li Hua shook his head, "I've seen quite a few people from our village, but no one knows who was the last to come out."

  "So now what's going on in the village, I don't know either!"

  He looked down at the foot of the mountain with a worried expression and said a sentence.

  "I also don't know if your second uncle's family escaped or not, and what about your grandmother and big uncle's family?"

  "We rushed out yesterday, why didn't we think of asking them?"

  That tone was an inexpressible mixture of regret and self-reproach.

  Li Xiang lowered his head and couldn't help but roll his eyes, muttering under his breath.

  "But when it really comes down to it, the more you try to persuade them, the less likely they are to leave."

  "Really, after all these years you still haven't seen reality clearly?"

  Li Hua didn't hear this, but Mu Yan's ears were sharp and her eyes were bright, so she heard it clearly. As a result, she became even more curious about the little girl.