Chapter 38 Quite united
The Yuan family, Yuan Musheng was pressed under three fallen wooden shelves, and medicinal materials were scattered on the floor.
He knew that no one would come here at this time, so he didn't waste any energy shouting for help, and gathered his strength to climb out on his own.
But his leg seemed to be broken, and it hurt terribly when he moved.
He reached out to push the wooden frame, but the weight of three four-layer solid wood frames stacked on top of each other was beyond his ability to push.
Yuan Musheng was panting like an ox, gritting his teeth and exerting force, but the wooden frame remained motionless.
"No, I can't push it." Yuan Musheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head to look around, looking for anything he could use.
However, it was a rainy night without a moon, and the oil lamp was knocked over when the wooden frame fell down. In the darkness, Yuan Musheng could not see what was around him at all.
Lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, but the momentary light coming through the window was not enough for Yuan Musheng to find what he needed among a pile of scattered things.
Yuan Musheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, remembering what Madam Rong had said about him in the past.
"You even dared to collect medicine from the cliff, but why didn't you fall to death? Who do you think you are? A green forest hero flying around? You are just a doctor who can't carry it with his shoulders and lift it with his hands! Why go to the cliff to join in the fun? What medicine is more important than your life?”
"I'm just happy to see Hunter Xin, you... oh oh oh oh, it hurts! Madam, please be gentle."
"I'll just give it a try! Sooner or later, you'll fall on these herbs!"
The words were still ringing in his ears, Yuan Musheng thought, wouldn't he be in trouble now?
But the medicinal materials at home have been prepared. Many people were injured in the village today. It was the time to use the medicine, but it was ruined by the rain. He felt heartbroken.
After regaining some strength, Yuan Musheng took a deep breath and pressed his hands against the edge of the wooden frame to push upward.
The wooden frame was slightly loose. Yuan Musheng was overjoyed. He was about to grit his teeth and increase his strength when suddenly the ground shook along with the room.
There was another earthquake.
Lightning flashed across the window, and a beam hit Yuan Musheng's head.
Yuan Musheng was pressed by the wooden frame and couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
His eyes widened in horror, it was over, now I really have to confess here.
Wife, my husband can’t help you!
Qiaoer, Langer, dad is sorry for you! Remember to advise your mother to remarry and not to remain a widow for me!
A bunch of random thoughts flashed through his mind, and as the ground shook, Yuan Musheng felt like he had been shaken out of his hallucination.
Why did he watch the beam fly out?
Wait, when did he fly?
Yuan Musheng was hurt by the rain hitting his face, but he finally regained consciousness.
He turned to look at Shang Wan who was holding the bamboo hat on his head and running wildly with him in his arms. The words "brother and sister" were scattered by the rain as soon as he shouted out.
Shang Wan shook the rain off his face and glanced at him, "What do you want to say?"
"The tung oil cloth can keep out the rain." Yuan Musheng took a mouthful of rainwater, swallowed it, and then said, "There are not enough medicinal materials over there. I have to bring some over."
Shang Wan carried him around in a circle and returned to get something.
Because of the aftershock just now, more than half of the place where Yuan's family stored medicinal materials collapsed, and many medicinal materials were soaked. Yuan Musheng was twitching with pain, but he also knew that he could not take care of packing the medicinal materials at the moment.
Shang lit the oil lamp in the evening, and under Yuan Musheng's command, he quickly wrapped the required medicinal materials in oil paper and put them into a large bamboo basket. The outside was wrapped with two layers of tung oil cloth to keep out the rain.
"Let's go, close your eyes." Shang Wan put the big bamboo basket on his right shoulder, stretched out his hand to lift Yuan Musheng, who had no time to react, and rushed towards the direction of everyone.
Yuan Musheng didn't close his eyes at first, but he couldn't resist the cold rain on his face. When he was finally put down by Shang Wan, Yuan Musheng felt as if he had been slapped dozens of times, and his face was numb. "You dead man!" Mrs. Rong cried and ran over, grabbed Yuan Musheng and punched her chest, "Where did you go? I thought you were dead!"
Yuan Musheng had already injured his leg, but after being pushed by Madam Rong, he was unsteady and fell to the ground.
Rong Niangzi, who was crying and venting her anger, was stunned for a moment, wiped away her tears and helped him, "I didn't use much strength, why did you fall?"
"It's my fault." Yuan Musheng knew that his wife was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so he said softly, "I went back to get the medicinal materials, and my leg was injured by the medicine shelf. It was probably broken. Wait for me to reattach the leg and then you can beat me as you like."
After hearing this, Mrs. Rong didn't bother to hit him, and shouted quickly: "Lang'er, your father's leg is injured, come here and help support him."
"I'll come." Luo Laoer stepped forward to help, and Mrs. Rong quickly thanked her.
Shang Wan put the big bamboo basket away from the rain and ran to see how his family was doing.
Seeing that she was wearing wet clothes clinging to her body, her hair was wet and clinging to her cheeks, and her whole body was dripping with water, Lu Chengjing's brows were furrowed so hard that he could kill a fly.
"I'm wearing a bamboo hat." Shang Wan pointed to the bamboo hat on his head, wondering why Lu Chengjing was so angry.
Seeing that Shang Wan didn't notice anything, Lu Chengjing felt helpless and sighed: "Wearing wet clothes will make you sick. There are clean clothes at Xiaohuan. You go and change first."
At this moment, Mrs. Rong ran over holding the pot lid and said, "Brother and sister, look at how wet you are. Hurry up and change clothes with your sister-in-law."
Shang Wan was pulled away by her.
The women gathered around with their backs on their backs, creating a circular space for her to change clothes, and the men consciously turned their heads away from looking here.
Shang Wan changed clothes quickly. The clothes prepared by Lady Rong were quite suitable in length except for the waist being a little wide.
Aunt Zhou brought a clean cloth to wipe her hair. Shang Wan thanked her and took it to wipe her own hair. She expressed concern about the earthquake just now.
Xiao Huan hugged Yuanyuan and was hiding from the rain here. The little guy was woken up by the thunder, cried for a while and fell asleep again. Now he was sleeping soundly.
Shang Wan poked the little guy's cheek, and a small dimple immediately appeared on the round and red face.
After some discussion, the men in the village unwrapped the tung oil cloth and tied it to four erected wooden stakes, and a simple rain shelter was built.
The villagers who were hiding under various shelters moved to the sheds, and each family contributed straw mats and hung them around the sheds to block part of the wind and rain.
There are five rolls of tung oil cloth, which are usually used to cover medicinal materials to prevent moisture. Now they have been turned into five rain shelters, which can barely accommodate everyone in the village.
Those who ran to the house to take shelter from the rain have all come back and stayed with their families. This time Zhang Er did not need to lead people to count, each family counted by themselves, and everyone was there, not less than one.
Shan Dajun twisted the corner of his clothes. He had been helping to build the rain shelter and got wet a lot. He whispered to Shen Qi: "The people in this village are quite united."
The atmosphere in Willows Village is completely different from here. Almost every family takes care of their own family and protects their own things. Where can they take it out?
"Because there is a clear backbone," Shen Qi glanced at the old people with tired faces, and focused on Shang Wan, Liu Cheng, Li Dashan and others, "There are also outstanding leaders."
"If the backbone is stable and the leader can suppress and carry it, even if it is chaotic, it will not last long."
Shan Dajun nodded, "It saves us some effort."
Shang Wan came over with half-dry hair and looked at Shen Qi, "I need your help if I need help. How about I lend a little while to talk?"
Shen Qi secretly raised his eyebrows. What help could this powerful man ask him for?
(End of chapter)