It has been drizzling for the past few days, and I heard that so places have started to experience torrential rain, flooding the fields and causing severe losses.
Fu Mingchuan was listening to the weather forecast at ho, he always pays extra attention to this during the sumr.
"According to the provincial teorological bureau: from July 8 to July 14, due to the influence of the typhoon, most areas of our province will have continuous widespread torrential rains. To strengthen the managent of safety during rainy weather, everyone is reminded to pay attention to the weather, reduce traveling, and especially take precautions against geological disasters such as mudslides and landslides..."
Xia Jinyun is pregnant, and both her grandmother and Fu Mingchuan are very happy; they asked her to move back in because Fu Yi sotis might not be able to take care of her due to work.
Fu Ying was chatting with Xia Jinyun, asking her what it felt like to be pregnant, but the word "typhoon" made her involuntarily hold her breath and listen intently; she still rembered that year during her first year of high school when she went to a town to help with disaster relief for a month.
The typhoon has co again this year.
Soon after, fierce winds howled outside, and torrential rain poured down. Fu Ying thought of the windows in her room which were not closed, and rushed upstairs to close them; she just walked over and saw him standing in the rain downstairs.
Fu Ying poked her head out, and Shen Liguang looked up, spotting her on the second floor.
Fu Ying stared blankly at him, dressed in rescue gear, holding a helt in his hand. He stood in the rain, his posture erect, suddenly raised his hand to salute her solemnly and seriously, and then turned and got into his vehicle with crisp efficiency.
They didn’t exchange a single word, but Fu Ying knew he was going to be busy.
He had only a week’s rest for his legs, just enough to walk, yet he was so neglectful of his own health.
The wind blew the rain inside, wetting Fu Ying’s clothes. She didn’t know whether it was tears or rain on her face, but she finally ca to her senses, closed the window, and hastily wiped her face.
Her elder brother, who was on ho leave, also walked out of his room, dressed neatly.
Fu Ying knew where he was going, and softly called him: "Big brother."
Fu Yi turned around: "What’s up, Yingying?"
Fu Ying didn’t speak, unclear on what to say, and stepped forward to tightly hug Fu Yi.
Fu Yi smiled: "Did little brother bully you?"
Fu Ying shook her head: "No, big brother, you’re going to help with disaster relief, aren’t you?"
"Yes."
Fu Ying bit her lip, burying her face in Fu Yi’s chest: "Big brother, please be safe."
"Yes, stay safe."
The torrential rain continued outside, and Fu Yi went downstairs.
Xia Jinyun followed.
"I need to go out."
Xia Jinyun nodded: "I know."
"I’ll be back soon."
Xia Jinyun: "I’ll wait for you."
Fu Yi stared at her, his tone a sigh: "Take good care of yourself and the baby. Don’t lose weight."
Xia Jinyun took a deep breath and nodded: "I know."
Fu Mingchuan and grandma were advising Fu Yi.
Fu Yi didn’t have much ti, and quickly left after a few perfunctory responses.
Xia Jinyun stood at the door for a while, unmoved.
Fu Ying walked over, softly saying: "Jinyun, it’s windy outside."
Xia Jinyun sighed and gently caressed her belly, head lowered: "Baby, pray for daddy."
Grandma, seeing her still at the door, couldn’t help being worried: "Jinyun, co in quickly, don’t catch a cold."
Xia Jinyun replied: "Coming. Grandma."
These past few days, the rain went from torrential to drizzle, it almost felt like that sumr during her first high school year, when Jiazhou City suffered sustained heavy rains for several days.
"From the evening of the 10th to the morning of the 12th, many areas in the central city experienced short but intense rainfall.
The hourly rainfall reached 46.9 milliters, and the maximum hourly rainfall reached 58 milliters. There were 5 spots with severe water accumulation, with water depth around 21 centiters."
The recent weather forecast was playing in the car, Fu Ying had just folded her umbrella and gotten on the car when it started raining again outside. Firefighters could be seen everywhere doing drainage work.
The car suddenly stopped because two firefighters were blocking the way of the bus.
"Driver, our car broke down, could you please open the door and let us on? This child has a high fever that won’t subside."
Since it wasn’t a bus stop, the driver didn’t open the doors initially but did so after hearing the two firefighters speak.
"Thank you, driver."
The two firefighters and the girl’s mother hurried onto the bus, causing chaotic movents within the vehicle as everyone made space for them.
Fu Ying looked up and saw Shen Liguang, covered in mud and water, carrying a girl, walking inside with an exhausted expression.
During a mont of eye contact, neither of them spoke, as if they didn’t know each other, and they silently looked away.
Later, at the hospital, he was about to get off and suddenly stopped by her side. Without saying anything, he just raised his hand and rubbed her head.
His eyes were tender.
After that, all Fu Ying could see was his back.
Noticing he was limping, Fu Ying’s eyes slightly reddened as she turned to look outside.
Water accumulation was not severe on their side of the road; the bus maintained operation for the convenience of passengers, but by evening, it beca paralyzed too.
The downpour intensified, causing water to start accumulating on the road.
The water from a couple of days ago, that had almost subsided, was now flooding the basent over waist level, and several firefighters entered the basent with subrsible pumps.
The next day, the roads beca inconvenient, and schools were closed.
She lay upstairs, staring at her mobile phone, pondering whether to send him a ssage, but she held back.
During these tis, he was very busy, likely unable to check his phone.
That evening, Shen Liguang led a team to a nearby village to support the firefighters there, as the heavy rain caused mudslides that destroyed residences, leaving most villagers holess without shelters.
"Why are you here?" Fu Yi had just gone to find the stranded villagers; hearing soone had co to help, he imdiately walked over, surprised to see it was Shen Liguang.
The city was severely flooded, and manpower was insufficient; Shen Liguang only managed to bring a dozen people.
"Why can’t I be here?" Shen Liguang turned around, instructing Qian Zheng to set up camp, and then walked shoulder to shoulder with Fu Yi towards the disaster area.
"Are there any villagers still unaccounted for?"
Fu Yi nodded: "Yes, a few children around six to seven years old."
Shen Liguang frowned.
"Before the torrential rain, a few children went to play in the nearby woods; they are local children and often play there. The parents didn’t think too much of it until it started raining heavily in the evening, and the children didn’t return. Their parents braved the storm to look for them, but found no one."
"How is the city now?"
"Nothing serious, just that last night’s heavy rain brought back the previously drained water. But it has stopped now, so there shouldn’t be any problem."
Fu Yi nodded and sighed.
Shen Liguang: "What, missing your wife?"
Fu Yi smiled and didn’t deny it: "Yeah, she’s also carrying my child. We just found out a couple of days ago."
"Help! Soone, please save my husband!"
Suddenly, a cry for help arose, and both n rushed towards the voice.
In the mud, a woman was supporting a man who was limping forward, his leg pierced by a branch, blood intermittently marking the path.
Fu Yi urgently asked, "What happened?"
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