After Wei Yang fell asleep, there was a quarrel in the No. 12 bedroom.The beautiful female voice argued with the man, and another woman's voice gently persuaded.

However, these things, Jia Huan did not know.Jia Huan spent four days at the Temple of Tanyu, sitting in the town to command the future "borrowing food" of young adults gradually, batches sent back to the college.The temple agreed to borrow food, and they could not occupy the gulls of the morgues themselves.

The temple is spacious and foody.In order to prevent the victims from stealing and destroying the property and buildings of the temple, food and drinking water should be prepared by the monks.

Many of the victims wanted to stay and "enjoy" this comfortable life, and did not want to return to the crowded Wendao College every day to obtain a small amount of rations.

Jia Huan himself was unable to use some means to send back the young and middle-aged people who were trying to live in Tama Temple in batches.With the coming and the arrival of the food team, the young adults who tried to rely on the Tama Temple were sent down the mountain.

On the afternoon of the 29th, it rained a little.Water mist in the mountains.Looking forward, the mountains are all the land.

At the entrance of a partial temple to the temple of Tanyu Temple, Jia Huan and the wise dust masters, wisdom and dust masters, wisdom and pangze who came to send them to say goodbye.Jia Huan will stay in Pangze to preside over the transportation of food at the Temple of Tanyu.The school borrowed 250 stone grain from the Tama Temple and could not carry it in a few days.

Bringing food from the mountain to the mountain is a physical job, a long-term project.

The total amount of food in the temple is kept secret.Only a few people know.It is said that it is 100 stones of food.Otherwise, the human heart is insufficient.There will be no demand for enough food.

The wise dust master clasped his hands together: "Amitabha Buddha, from the experience of the old man, this rain will stop in four or five days."The first of his way, he is unworthy.”

Jia Huan smiled lightly, and his hands folded: "The master lends food and lives hundreds of people, and the merits in front of Buddha far exceed me."

The wise dust master grinned and proclaimed the Buddha.

Jia Huan smiled slightly, calmly took the rain with the rain, and Zhang Sishui each carried a small bag of grain, and 12 fellow food team members braved the rain down the mountain.

He trusted the old monk’s judgment.People live long and become fine.In four or five days, the school will no longer be an island.This day of suffering will pass!

...

In the evening, Jia Huan followed the food team to the back door of the Wendao College and sent the food into the kitchen-side food warehouse.

After the food was brought from the temple, the situation in the library stabilized.Restored to the town of Sun Liang, a big brother, in the hall of Ming Lun Hall.Luo Xiangyang and Liu Yi dust take care of the food warehouse.Luo Junzi is very strong, Liu Yi dust members of the family, money and food arithmetic proficient, the cooperation complement each other.

Jia Huan unloaded the grain out, and Luo Xiangyang and Liu Yi dust, who were working in the paperwork room next to the grain warehouse, had already ushered in the corridor.

There were tears in Luo Xiangyang's smiling eyes.Five days ago, he was left behind, in front of the Minglen Hall, and Joe Rusong sent his classmates away.Jia Huan went up the mountain with a heart rate of death, and today he finally returned safely.Even though there have been correspondence in the past few days, we will discuss the matter of exploring the road.But at this time, he said goodbye to Jia Huan, which made him feel excited and choked.

Luo Xiangyang bent down and deeply said: "Brother Jia returned safely, it is very happy!"The court's first effort to turn the tide, take the library out of the desperate, to the sun to admire, please accept my gift."

He was admiring and said, “I’ve seen the court!”

Looking back on the previous difficulties, Jia Huan felt in his heart, reached out to support Luo Xiangyang, patted Liu Yishi's arm, and said with humility: "The credit is not my own, everyone involved has a share!"He smiled again, “Everyone is a classmate, don’t make a difference.”Thank you for inviting me to drink one day.”

Luo Xiangyang and Liu Yi dust are a smile.Every time Jia Huan drinks tea at dinner, he is too young.

I laughed in the writing room.More than 20 college disciples who were doing work in the library got up to salute Jia Huan, looking feverishly, admiring and grateful.At that time, most of them participated and saw each other.To this day, everyone knows that they are saved.The crowd said, “I’ve seen the head of the house!”

Jia Huan smiled and saluted, “Jia Huan has seen your classmates.All right, all of you!”

In the library, there are fewer than 20 people who are really familiar with Jia Huan.At this moment, the writing room was suddenly lively and answered each other.“All right.”“All right.”“Brother Jia, okay.”“The house is hard.”

Yao Wei, who is responsible for managing debris such as chopping wood and boiling water, came to speak.Jia Huan talked with the students of the college in the library for about half an hour.Tell everyone about the rain for up to four or five days.At once, cheering.The sound was transmitted from near and far to the whole college, infecting the emotions in the air of the college.

At this time, Jia Huan's body and mind gradually relaxed.They sent a message to the mountain chief, the lectern, and the Minglentang, and then mentioned a bucket of hot water in the kitchen to prepare to wash the dormitory and then go to the discussion.

In the kitchen courtyard, more than a dozen women help cooks and cooks in the kitchen.Five or six other men were sweating in the cloister.

In the cloister leading to the inner house, the villagers can be seen from time to time.Some carry porridge stipettes, porridge basins, dishes, and some carry clothes to bake and wash.The face was pale after hunger, and with a light smile, there was a vision of life in the eyes.

Jia Huan laughed.He loved such a vibrant atmosphere.The river overflows, or for the fish.But he, the library, the people will live, and will surely live.Man is winning!There must be such a spirit, such will.

There are some children in the library.The clothes on Jas are already muddy.No one knew him along the way.All the way back to the bed.He opened the door and froze.

In the dormitory of the four, three people were sitting around the desk of the window talking and talking.One is Lin Xinyuan, one is his sister Lin girl, and the other is the red-faced Shuer girl.

But didn’t they both die in the treachery of the town of Dongzhuang 12 days ago?On that day, Lin Xinyuan was very sad.He was particularly impressed.There is also a moment of sadness in the heart.

Lin Xinyuan saw clearly who the muddy, thin child in front of him was, couldn't help but stand up with joy, welcomed two steps, and said enthusiastically, "Brother Jia, you are back?"Jia Huan is the head of the hospital disaster relief, you can find him to get some food.

Jian Yan just nodded his head.He didn’t care for a smiling smile.Looking at the clear girl with white yarn in the window, she was relieved in her heart and said with a slight joy: "Lin girl, you are not dead!"

He had no other thoughts on Lin.I feel good about it, and that’s what happened before I saw her.

Once a woman with a good feeling, so annihilated in the flood, it really made his heart sad and sad.Now it is living in front of you, which is really pleasant and happy!

The rain will stop, and the good news is one!

...

Net red-faced maid Shuer saw the mud monkey-like Jiahuan, and then felt his joy, suddenly weak smile, hungry, kind reply to smile.

In the school, they are most familiar with except for the second young master, who is the grandson of the book.But the lady had broken up with him, and of course they did not want to go to him.

Secondly, it is familiar with this person who has presided over the overall situation in recent days, and at a young age, everyone praised Jia Huan Jia.In the difficult situation to meet familiar people, there are some feelings of knowledge in his hometown.

Lin Zhiyun helped the corner of the table to get up, some powerless, slightly blessed, clear voice: "Little woman has seen the head of Jiayuan!"On the day of the rupture, Shuer and I went to the cloth shop in the Great Valley Mountain to read the accounts, half way to the flood..., on the 20th, with the villagers tossed to the college...

Jacqueline nodded her head with a smile.He has not returned since he presided over the whole.Lin Xinyuan was a disciple of the college, and his sister and maid were arranged in the dormitory, and no one in the college would say anything about this small matter.

As for Lin's gratitude, Jia Huan did not care too much.If the beautiful woman of heaven and country is grateful, he will certainly be very happy in his heart.Beautiful girl, who doesn’t want to be close?But Lin girl has been disfigured, he is difficult to feel the cool - feel.

What the victims are truly grateful for is the compassion of the mountain.

After talking a few words, calming the girl Lin and Shuer girl, she was at ease, and gave them her bed, Jia Huan took her clothes and brought the bucket to the next bed.Then meet the students of the mountain, the speaker, and Ming Luntang.

...

The next two or three days, the rain was big and small, and the mood of the people who lived in the library was sometimes better and worse.However, on the fourth day, it was gloomy, but it did not rain again.

There was cheering in the library.Emotions of light, joy spread in the library.

At noon, Zhang Sishui took two villagers who would meet the water and took the bamboo raft to explore the road around them.

That night, the three returned safely and brought back some news: there seemed to be several villages and people in the Beihe Township in the direction of Zhuozhou.

To the east, the Miaofeng Mountain, where Wen Dao College is located, is Liujiawan, Longquan Town, Woo Niu Town, Xiangshan, and Beijing.To the north is the mountain.

To the west, the winding mountain road is deep in the Lingshan Mountain and Baihua Mountain, and after passing the mountain is this Jian County.To the south is the Liangxiang County and Zhuozhou District under the jurisdiction of Shuntianfu.The ground is relatively flat.

The next day, Qiao Rusong took the initiative to ask for help, with Zhang Sishui, Liu Yishi and two villagers who would meet the water to break into the direction of Liangxiang County and Zhuozhou to find contact with the outside world.

...

At the beginning of August, the town of Huangluo in Beihe Township, Shuntianfang Township, was suddenly bustling.The officials of the court, the eunuchs, the servants of the great gate, the merchants, the various people of all kinds, etc. gathered here.Looking to the north.

It has become a relief center to rescue the surrounding areas of Xishan Coal Mine and Wanping County.Food, people, and equipment.However, the heavy rain stopped, the chass and horses were not able to pass, and only the small boat could pass.Inefficiently.

There are also slaves waiting in these people.Among the students of the school, there are many official eunuchs.Ten days later, the family sent someone to inquire.

On the afternoon of August 5, Qiao Rusong and others supported the raft and rushed to the boat in Huangluo Town to search and pass the news.

How many soldiers were there in the bow of the boat, and he heard, “Where are you?Where did it come from?”

When I saw the boat, Jo Rusong's hand was always trembling, and he replied loudly: "I am waiting for the sergeant of the school of Shangtian, born in the middle of the mountain by the flood..."

“Come with me.Back to the town of Huanglo.The court is in the town.”

The raft is holding the four waters on the bamboo, and the hand is soft.The pain of these days is not in my heart.Tears like rain!(Unfinished.