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Shi Jiangyuan boiled the water and brewed the tea. He even ordered the fragrance of the tea to calm his mind. The fragrance of the tea lingered in the air and mixed with the white smoke; it indeed had a soothing effect.
As Kang Ying drank her tea, she saw the rain under the eaves suddenly become heavier. It was originally like a delicate bead curtain, but later it became one like chopsticks, and then it became like now, as if someone was pouring a bucket from the sky.
What heavy rain? The current situation could no longer be described as overflowing. Furthermore, the speed of the rain was still very fast. It was no longer the usual delicate and gentle 'shua shua' sound, but rather the sound of 'hualala' mixed with the rumbling of water vapor.
When the rain fell onto the ground, it turned into streams that gathered together and flowed into the sewers.
Fortunately, the drainage system here was very good, coupled with Shi Jiangyuan's timely cleaning before the typhoon, all the water in the courtyard was drained out in time, which did not cause the water to flow backwards.
Shi Jiangyuan observed for a while, and then said to Kang Ying in a gratified manner, "Don't worry, let's sleep peacefully tonight. The drainage system of this house is very good, Tang Jiahui's design standard is not bad. No wonder our house helped him win last year's Lu Ben Prize."
Tang Jiahui won the Lu Ben Prize. He called them two days ago to tell them that besides congratulating him, Shi Jiangyuan also felt proud of the house he lived in.
To be able to receive the Lu Ben Prize showed that this kind of architectural style and quality could be passed down for generations. He hoped that this family with their life imprint could be passed on for as long as possible.
Although Kang Ying was confident that there wouldn't be any flood in the house, hearing the strange whistling wind coming from the forest and the splashing of the rain in all four directions made her feel an inexplicable sense of fear, intimidated by the immense power of nature.
How weak and helpless humans seem when they are angry with nature!
Kang Ying complained for a while. Shi Jiangyuan smiled and said, "Alright, let's fill up our stomachs with delicious food first. If our stomachs are comfortable, then we won't have so many weird thoughts."
Kang Ying was carried to the restaurant by Wu Tie with her arm around her waist. It was already dinner time, so Wu Jiayang had already prepared dinner and put it on the table.
This evening there was a typhoon and rain, so the sky was especially dark. Normally, the sky was still bright, but now there was a need to light the lamp.
Fortunately, no matter how dark the world is, as long as you can sit with your lover in a room with warm lights, your heart will always be sunny.
Kang Ying ate her dinner in high spirits. As expected, her mood calmed down and she had a different mindset. It was like sitting in a room and watching a typhoon become a demon.
Since they couldn't go out for a walk, they turned on the TV in the living room and watched TV.
If he wanted to know more about the local news, he would have to first watch the Lü County Television Station.
Although the Lü County Television Station didn't have the technical ability to do live broadcasts, they would constantly broadcast news about reporters coming back from first-rate interviews every typhoon season.
With everyone doing their best, it was basically a piece of news that had just been picked up. It could be broadcast within an hour and could be considered very timely.
Kang Ying saw that the news broadcast at this time was morning and afternoon, before the typhoon came, the masses working in the fields.
The crops should be harvested, fixed and fixed, with a view to reducing losses.
More difficult to market the fruit farmers, such as Litchi and other summer precious fruit. This time, who knew how much they would lose from this typhoon.
Litchi was considered to be quite expensive among the fruits of the season. Ordinary fruits cost 7 or 8 RMB per catty. Litchi was sold for 5 or 6 RMB. Most people would not be willing to buy it.
Kang Ying's heart ached when she thought about how Litchi would fall to the ground one by one, each and every one of them being RMB.
On TV, reporters were interviewing depressed fruit farmers, who said the typhoon had come just before the Litchi harvest. They didn't have enough time to pick it. The damage caused by it this time was huge.
The camera turned to the village, where the village officials were beating the gongs and drums to announce the arrival of the typhoon. They urged the residents to quickly return to their homes to hide.
There are some people living in the easy landslide area, every typhoon rainy season, became the village cadres to focus on the target.
In any case, every time the village cadres said that the houses should not collapse, they did not believe that the houses they lived in would collapse, so it was useless for the village cadres to try to persuade them to continue living in their own houses, so the village cadres had to patiently persuade them.
Shi Jiangyuan saw these scenes and said: "Previously, when my uncle was a secretary in the town, he and I used to meet farmers who refused to move out of the village during the typhoon season.
The typhoon blew for two days and the rain fell for five or six days. The houses were soaked in the rain and the mountains behind them were the same. They felt that this terrain was very dangerous.
That day, while we were still trying to persuade the farmers to evacuate, we heard a loud rumble from the mountain behind us. Uncle was very experienced, so he quickly grabbed the man next to him and pulled him out of the house. I grabbed a child as well, and with the help of the other cadres, we managed to pull the family onto the ground not far from the village in just two or three minutes.
However, just as they reached the high ground and were about to stand still, they saw the mud and rocks flowing down from the mountain behind them, and the entire house had collapsed.
If it had been two or three minutes later, the entire family would have been buried under the house. "
"Oh my god, isn't this too dangerous?" Upon hearing this true story, Kang Ying felt goosebumps all over her body. "I didn't expect that there would be such a hidden danger in the mountains. One injury can lead to a life!"
Shi Jiangyuan nodded and said, "Typhoons are like this. Usually, when they see peace and harmony, if they really come, no one will dare to underestimate their power."
While they were talking, another gust of wind blew across the rooftop. Their tiles were all made from burning, and were extremely heavy. They also used a special technique, so even if a typhoon of level 12 arrived, it would still be unable to blow away.
But if it was the kind used by most families in the village, the weight of the tiles would be lighter, they were only made of stone, and not every part of them was made of stone. Some of the tiles would be blown away by the typhoon and crushed by the branches.
A house like that, with a leak in the house at night, can't get a good night's sleep.
Kang Ying said to Shi Jiangyuan, "After this typhoon passes, we will also go to the village to see if any of the villagers have been affected by the disaster. If there is anything that can be of help, we will donate some of the materials!"