She put the sugar in Tang Zhinian's hand, and then she took out another one and put it on the second uncle's hand. When Tang Zhijun saw the sugar in his hand, he covered his face and choked.

The rain stopped all day and night, and the flood subsided after three days. During these three days, people in the village were looking for food on the mountain. There were some wild fruits and other things on the mountain, and they could make do with it. Tang Zhinian brothers and Tang Yuxin relied on Tang Yuxin's candy, After spending three hard days and nights with wild fruits in the mountains, the flood did not rise, and some soldiers came to rescue them. They also brought them a lot of food, water and clothing.

Three days later, when the flood subsided, they returned to the village.

However, the village is full of old houses, which have been washed away. All the useful things at home have been washed away. Bedding, chickens and ducks, food and so on have been washed away. Fortunately, the house is gone, and the things at home are gone. However, the land in the village is all on the hillside, so it has not been washed away by the flood, Only a few families' young crops were flooded, and most of them were in good condition. The land of Tang Zhinian brothers was only flooded in a small corner, and most of them were in good condition.

It doesn't matter if the house is washed away, and it doesn't matter if things are washed away, as long as people are there.

Moreover, the present government is also good. Soon after their return to the village, they have already sent people to come. First, not to mention anything else, one family has given 200 yuan of relief money, then a bag of rice and noodles,

We all clean up our own homes. Those who can live will live in our own homes. For those who can't, the government still has tents. In the future, we will just build houses.

It's just a good thing to say, but in fact, every family has lost a lot.

Tang Zhinian brothers and Tang Yuxin are standing at the door of their own house. The door is gone, and the house is almost washed away. Except for one roof, all the things inside are washed away. Even the fire Kang is collapsed. If it's not for the big tung tree in front of the door, maybe they can't even find their home?

Tang Zhijun quickly found his own kitchen. As soon as he went in, the whole person was depressed and didn't need to change. The chopping board and firewood were all washed out, and the jar was gone. He didn't believe in evil. He ran over and dug on the ground for a long time, but when he dug again, it was still empty, there was no jar, and there was no money.

"It's OK, the ground is still there, and the people are still there," Tang Zhinian came over and patted his younger brother's shoulder comfortingly.

Tang Zhijun wants to laugh, but he laughs like crying.

There is nothing at home, even the money.

And Tang Zhinian's heart is more sad and more difficult to feel guilty than Tang Zhijun's.

If he didn't get the money back, it might be the check that has been washed away now. As long as it is a check, there is always a way to make up for it, right? But now it's money. I don't know where the money has been washed away by the flood. I don't know whose money it has become?

Tang Zhinian asked his daughter to sit outside, and then he and Tang Zhinian cleaned up the room. After a little mending, they could still live. At least, there was a roof in the house, and they could block it with wood.

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