Chapter 30: The Weeping Mountain God (1/2)

Translator: Flying Lines

Edited by Lord Immortal

Some people who ran fast came back earlier than others while shouting in the rain.

Xie Mengxuan also heard the words, and her face turned pale. She wondered about the landslide; did it really break the path to the outside world? Was it so severe?

“Anyway, I can’t leave, but what about Geng Zhishan? He went out before the mudslide. Where is he now? Why hasn’t he come back?”

Xie Mengxuan came down at that moment and wandered back and forth under the eaves. There was no message from Geng Zhishan and Gu Yusheng. The villagers came back one after another, and each of them was counting his cereal at home. Even if the heavy rain could stop tomorrow, the road was cut off, and they were doomed to be trapped for a while. It was always wise to make good plans in advance.

Xie Mengxuan waited anxiously. She didn’t care about counting her food stockpile because she understood that only when people were safe could they be useful.

Shortly afterward, Gu Yusheng returned while limping with the help of Uncle Luo. When he went out, he was neat and tidy, but now, his body was full of mud, and his hat and coat were lost.

Xie Mengxuan stood under the eaves and eagerly asked, “Brother Gu, are you OK?”

With the aid of Uncle Luo, he entered the house. Xie Mengxuan immediately found a clean towel for him. Although she was anxious, she still said patiently, “Please change your clothes first.”

After that, she went to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup. She had never done this before, but she was smart. She carefully cut ginger silk, poured water in the pot, put ginger silk, and then brown sugar in it. After doing all this, she had difficulties in lighting up a fire.

Xie Mengxuan was embarrassed because she hadn’t made a fire yet, even after Gu Yusheng changed his clothes.

Gu Yusheng came to the kitchen and saw that her face was dirty with soot. He could not help wiping it for her with a smile. “You shouldn’t do these things, and you are not supposed to ignite a fire. Come out of the kitchen.”

Xie Mengxuan smiled bitterly and stood up to pat the dust on his clothes. “It looks easy, but it’s hard in reality.”

“That’s not what your delicate fingers are for.” Gu Yusheng pinched her hand and played a joke when she was embarrassed.

Xie Mengxuan felt a little strange, so she changed the topic and said, “Brother Gu, what’s going on outside?”

Her movements were natural, and she looked calm, but her hands behind her back seemed conspicuous.

Gu Yusheng withdrew his eyes. “The rain lasted for the whole night, causing the dam upstream to break down. The current flowed downstream as a result. Adding in the storm, the small forest at the hillside was uprooted. The loosened soil, without the protection of these trees, gave rise to mudslides.

“If it had only rained last night, it would not have caused such a bad situation, but it is said there was a thunderstorm a few days ago.” Gu Yusheng said slowly.

Xie Mengxuan thought about it for a while, and the scene where Aunt Cui came to the cabin in the rain flashed in her mind. She said firmly, “Yes, I remember it; there was a heavy rain indeed.”

Gu Yusheng nodded. “So it’s reasonable. Two short periods of heavy rain in a row would cause such disasters.”

Xie Mengxuan walked to the doorway worriedly with her fingers clenched. Her expression was complex as she looked at the door to the yard, “We have to wait until the rain stops and the road is cleared up. Only by then can we leave.”

Gu Yusheng stood behind her, taking a deep breath. When Xie Mengxuan came to herself, she asked, “How did you become so muddy?”

Gu Yusheng’s face changed slightly but then smiled and pretended to be normal, “I had a bad fall accidentally, so I was hurt.”