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Chapter 255: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (91)

Yian ran to the makeshift stove and got a pot of ginger tea. No matter whether rainwater got in or not, he could eat with rainwater, so a few bites didn't matter. As long as it could warm his body and keep him away from the cold and not get sick, it would be fine.

Therefore, the ginger soup goes down very quickly.

Family members know their own business. Before leaving, Yun Tinglan fed the child pills to strengthen the body and enhance immunity. It made no difference whether he drank ginger soup or not.

But the children queued up to get it, it was also a token of their love, so just drink it. As soon as you take a sip, it’s so spicy that it chokes your nose. Wow, how much ginger was added? It’s really generous.

In the afternoon, Lingxi consciously slowed down their movements. After harvesting the rice, they could not go back, so they all sat on the field to rest. Three or five people wore clothes on their heads to protect themselves from the rain.

The good news is that you don’t have to stay up all night to wade through the water to dry the grains, but the bad news is that you have to thresh and dry the grains overnight, otherwise the grains will sprout and become moldy if they are kept together.

Yun Tinglan asked Ling Xi to take the child home to sleep, and she went to help, which lasted another whole night.

It was dawn, and I thought I could finally rest.

No, the kang was requisitioned. Men and women from several families had to squeeze into one room separately, and the empty kang was used to dry grain. Yun Tinglan's and Xu Jianmin's homes were also occupied.

The kang was full of food, and there was a tired person lying under it. It was more comfortable to just lie there than lying on the muddy ground, snoring loudly.

The Corps knew that everyone was tired, so they killed a fat pig and stewed some pickled fish. Everyone had dry rice in their bowls, and they were very happy as if they had eaten a delicacy.

The two children are no longer picky about food.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, the rain gradually subsided and everyone finally saw a glimmer of light. The soybeans and rice in the water were finally harvested.

Many people rushed to their own private plots, and were heartbroken when they saw the corn fields that had fallen over. Before, they were busy with public land and no one had time to take care of their own families. Now they were heartbroken.

Who cares if the corn cobs are ripe or not at this time? Just pick them quickly. You are doomed to fail. Just harvest as much as you can. What else can you do? People have to live and eat.

Some families live in low-lying areas, and their corn has been soaked in water for several days, and has already rotted and moldy. You can faintly hear their sobs, "...Oh my God, it's almost time to harvest, how can we survive..."

In this situation, Yun Tinglan's corn was particularly conspicuous. There were some lodgings but not many. It was related to the seeds and was also affected by the planting density. Also, because the terrain was high and there was no water accumulation, there was definitely a reduction in yield, but the impact was really not significant.

The smiles on Yi'an and Yining's faces disappeared. They chopped down the corn that had fallen to the ground, gave the corn cobs that had fallen off to those families, and returned home carrying only the sweet stalks.

Those families were stunned, then silently wiped their tears and tidied up the fields. What's the use of crying? They should quickly turn over the land and replant the crops. How can they survive without food?

The disaster this year is so severe that we don’t know whether relief food will arrive or not, so we have to rely on ourselves.

Ling Xi was cooking at home. Seeing the two children coming back with depressed expressions and not asking about boiled corn, she did not ask any further questions. She just put the cooked corn porridge and leek boxes on the dining table and told them to eat.

As for Yun Tinglan, she received an order to lead a team to rescue the surrounding villages and towns. All the staff in the health center, except the nurses on duty, were mobilized.

Heavy rains and floods raged, and the devastation on the roads told Yun Tinglan that the disaster was far more serious than she had imagined.

It can only be said that their Corps was one of the disaster-stricken areas, but not the worst hit. Because they harvested the crops early and dug deep ditches, they managed to save 70% of the food.

All villages and towns within a hundred miles were affected to varying degrees, and Shuangtang Town, where Yun Tinglan led a team to provide support, was one of the hardest-hit areas.

She had just finished an operation and was taking a break to rest when she heard crying coming from the tent.

“…It’s all my fault. The county issued a disaster warning. If I had led everyone away forcefully, no one would have died… wuwuwu…”

Yun Tinglan looked inside through the window of the tent and saw a black man who looked to be in his forties with an unshaven beard, crying with tears and snot.

The middle-aged woman beside him also wiped away tears. "How can you be blamed? It's not like you didn't read the document to everyone, but no one listened or believed it. What can we do? If it weren't for you going door to door to save people, more people would die... It's because they refused to leave and insisted on going to the fields to harvest food... They were just like that, and encountered a mudslide... Who can you blame?"

Her son-in-law was also in there. How would her daughter live the rest of her life? The woman wiped her tears with her sleeves, trying to hold back her sadness, and gave the hospital meal she received to the man.

Men don't touch it at all.

The old man in the clinic advised, "The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must live on. We must live well and work for a few more years to reduce the burden on our children..."

Yun Tinglan sighed, yes, who can I blame?

The county and surrounding communes, towns and villages have issued early warning notices.

However, there are often heavy rains in this season, and drainage ditches have been dug in place, so no one cares about the passing of typhoons. After all, there has never been one in a hundred years. At most, it will make a circle in the nearby sea and then go back.

Who could have thought that this time they would encounter the heaviest rainfall in decades. When she came over, the rain was gradually easing on the Corps side, but it was still pouring here.

The fields were flooded, corn, soybeans and rice were all soaked in water, and the low-lying fields were directly submerged.

At first glance, it was a vast ocean, and there was no chance of rescue even in the rain.

Thinking of this, many people were overwhelmed with grief and started crying, "Half a month, if the rainstorm had been delayed for half a month, we could have harvested the crops..."

"God, please open your eyes and look at us. If the flood doesn't recede, all our food will rot in the water."

Yun Tinglan sighed inwardly, it was too late.

The scanning results of Lingxi showed that most of the grain was washed away by mudslides, and the harvest was doomed to fail. A year's hard work was wasted.

In the face of nature, human beings are so insignificant.

Yun Tinglan hurriedly filled her stomach and treated a few external injuries. When she looked up, she saw an unexpected person standing not far away.

Why are you here?

Song Jinhan was also stunned. Isn't this a coincidence?

Yun Tinglan stared at the wound on his arm and snorted coldly, "Come here!"

There was helplessness in Song Jinhan's eyes. He originally came to send the wounded away, but now he was hit directly. He should treat the wound first.

Hiss, he took a breath, he was really angry, and he hit her a little too hard.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you know how to bandage a wound? Why are you so rough? If you can't do it, let me do it." A girl with Liu Hulan's hairstyle spoke in dissatisfaction at first, and then she wanted to do it rudely.

Yun Tinglan blocked it with her hand and asked, "Who is this?"

She also realized that there was a little girl following Song Jinhan. The tent was not small but there were more patients. It was normal for everyone to see people when they turned around. She originally thought that they were also there to see a doctor, but it turned out that they were there to "stand up for justice."

This look of upholding justice made her, the legal wife, seem redundant.