Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Feng Ru was obviously relieved to see that she no longer asked about her sister's teleportation, and then turned to look at the messy surroundings.

At this time, the ground was no longer shaking, but the rocks on the mountain were still rolling down, and many trees on the roadside fell down and split. From time to time, you could hear a rumbling sound, like a house collapsing, and the sound was very loud.

Feng Ru couldn't help but worry about her brother Zhang Wu who had gone into the city and her sister Song who had just left, and her eyes were filled with melancholy.

Zhao Hui also realized that Dilong had turned over, and quickly stood up with an anxious look on her face: "I have to go home. I don't know how worried my parents are if they can't find me. Ru'er, stay here and don't run around. I'll go home first."

The ground was no longer shaking. Feng Ru understood Zhao Hui's concerns, so he nodded: "Then run back faster and be careful."

"understood."

Song Shiwei teleported to Xiahuang Village. At this moment, Xiahuang Village was full of people running in panic. Song Shiwei also noticed that several houses had collapsed and painful groans were echoing in his ears. The situation was even worse than that in Damao Village.

Hearing the familiar shouts, Song Shiwei teleported towards the source of the sound and appeared in front of Liu Daming, Huang Hai and others in a few seconds.

"Sister Song?" Liu Daming was bandaging Huang Hai's injured arm. A shadow fell above his head. He looked up subconsciously and saw a familiar person. He was immediately surprised.

Song Shiwei responded, turned his head and looked around. He saw that all the people from Dahe Village had gathered in this open space, especially Huang Changyuan's family. He felt relieved and noticed that several young men had injuries on their hands and arms. He took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and threw it to Liu Daming, then walked up to Huang Changyuan.

"Uncle Huang, are you okay?"

Huang Changyuan was very excited when he saw Song Shiwei: "It's okay, it's okay. We were all working in the fields when the earthquake happened. No one was at home. Fortunately, everyone is outside. Xiao Song, how are you guys doing?"

Knowing that he wanted to ask Huang Ying, Song Shiwei said directly: "Our village is better than here. Huang Ying and Feng Ru are together and are very safe."

Luo Hongmei patted her chest and said, "That's good, that's good. I'm glad everything is fine. Thank God."

Soon, many people came over, some wrapped in mats. They all knew what that meant, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

"Uncle Huang, it's safe here for now. You guys stay here and don't wander around. Zhang Wu hasn't come back yet. I'll go back and check on him first. I'll bring them to see you later."

Huang Changyuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, Xiao Song, go slowly and be careful. We are fine here, don't worry about us. Also, tell Yingying not to be afraid, we are all fine. She is pregnant now, so don't come if you can. We will go to see her when we are stable."

Song Shiwei nodded and turned to leave.

Song Shiwei did not attract much attention from the time he came to and left. Only Wei Xiong, who was close to Huang Changyuan and others, noticed him. However, it was a chaotic time and as the village chief he had to arrange many things, so he did not talk to Song Shiwei for a while.

The earthquake affected a wide area, and all the villages around the city were affected. Fortunately, the earthquake occurred in the daytime, and people in every household were either going into the mountains to pick wild vegetables and firewood, or working in the fields. Only children or elderly people with limited mobility were at home.

Only a small number of houses in the village collapsed, but still many people were killed.

An hour after the earthquake ended, officials from the city arrived one after another to record the situation in each village. They then gathered the people whose houses had collapsed in one place and built simple tents to house the injured.

After Song Shiwei returned, he told Huang Ying about the situation of Huang Changyuan and others. He was relieved to know that all his family members were safe and sound. But then he began to worry about Zhang Wu who had gone to the city.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Zhangwu. Sister Song, do you think the houses in the city will collapse?" Feng Ru sat next to Huang Ying with a worried look on his face.

Song Shi pursed his lips slightly and said, "Most of the houses in the city have been repaired after the flood, so I don't think they will collapse. With Zhang Wu's skills, it will be no problem for him to escape unscathed. He may have been delayed by the unknown situation on the road."

Song Shiwei also said the most pertinent words based on the earthquake situation, but these words did ease Huang Ying and Feng Ru's worries a little.

Just then Song Shiwei heard a sound of hurried running. He turned around and looked towards the direction of his home. A moment later, Zhang Wu's figure appeared in front of him.

Feng Ru and Huang Ying followed Song Shiwei's line of sight and saw Zhang Wu, and they were both surprised.

"Brother Zhang Wu, Brother Zhang Wu, we are here," he shouted and waved his arms.

Zhang Wu was a little worried because he didn't see many people at home, but he thought that Huang Ying would be safe with her master, so he was not worried to the point of being scared. He was about to go out to ask the villagers when he heard Feng Ru's voice.

When Zhang Wu approached, he first looked up and down at Huang Ying's condition. Seeing that she looked fine, he felt relieved. He turned to Song Shiwei and said, "I was about to leave the city when an earthquake occurred. I was worried that the horse would be frightened on the way back, so I put it in the city."

Song Shi nodded slightly and asked, "How is the situation in the city?"

"The situation in the city is not bad. Everyone was a bit panicked at the beginning of the earthquake. No houses were found to have collapsed, but many people were injured."

Song Shiwei was speechless for a while after hearing Zhang Wu's words. For the first time, he began to doubt this world in his heart. According to the plot in the book, after the flood and plague, this world would have a short period of time to recuperate. Xie An would strengthen himself during this time, and the war would not begin until he led his troops to the capital. There had never been an earthquake in the book, but it actually happened now.

Is it because of variables or some unnatural warning?

Song Shiwei raised his head and looked towards the sky, squinting his eyes slightly, with an inexplicable expression in his eyes.

After pacifying Huang Ying, Zhang Wu stood up and stood behind Song Shiwei: "Master, when are we going home?"

"Wait another hour. We are not sure if there will be another earthquake." Song Shiwei said vaguely. He stared at the sky for a while and then lowered his head and turned around. "Come with me home to get some things. After a rest, you can go to Xiahuang Village to visit your Yue family and give them some tents, dry food and water bags."

"Yes."

After saying something to Feng Ru and the others, Song Shiwei took Zhang Wu and walked towards home. This place was at the foot of the mountain, and no one from the village had come yet. But it was not ruled out that someone would come to check later. Putting up two tents could also block the view.

As soon as they entered the house, they saw the messy yard due to the earthquake. The two did not go into the house. After closing the door, Song Shiwei took out five tents from the space, took out twenty steamed buns and put them into the vegetable basket, and finally took out a few bags of cakes and a few water bags.

The two men went out with things in their hands. After returning to their original place, Zhang Wu started to set up the tent.

Song Shiwei handed the water bag and cakes to Huang Ying and Feng Ru: "Eat some."

Huang Ying thanked him softly.

Feng Ru was eating cakes while looking at the basket, puzzled: "Sister, we can't finish all the steamed buns you put in, why don't you put them away?"