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Unfortunately, the rain was particularly heavy, and the leaks were everywhere. In no time, the whole house was filled with pots and pans.

Shen Zhi looked at the various bowls and basins in the room, his face turning ashen.

"You all wait inside, I'll go outside and take a look." He said, and started to walk out.

Looking at the torrential rain outside, Xu Qinghe grabbed Shen Zhi's arm without thinking.

"The rain is so heavy, there's no point in looking. Let's wait and see."

Shen Zhi looked at the roof with a worried expression. The roof, which was originally dry, was now completely wet and at risk of collapsing at any moment. "I'm afraid the house will collapse if we don't repair it."

To be honest, Xu Qinghe also had this worry, because she had seen old houses in the village collapse under the weight of heavy rain after years of disrepair.

"Then I'll help you," Xu Qinghe said without hesitation.

Shen Zhi glanced at the increasingly heavy rain outside and knew this wasn't the time to be sentimental, so he readily agreed, "Okay." The two of them then rushed outside together.

Upon seeing this, Shen Chengyue instinctively tried to follow, but Xu Qinghe stopped him, saying, "Don't come out. Take your brother and hide somewhere dry."

I'll call you when I need you.

Seeing Xu Qinghe's serious expression, Shen Chengyue didn't dare to say anything more and pulled Shen Chengchuan to hide in a dry place.

As they dodged, they didn't forget to take the pot containing the steamed buns with them.

The two children huddled in the corner, listening to the pattering of rain against the pots and pans.

Xu Qinghe and Shen Zhi outside were also busy. One of them moved a ladder to check the condition of the roof, while the other looked for dry thatch to repair the roof at any time.

Fortunately, their kitchen was built later and is quite rain-resistant. So far, there haven't been any leaks, and the thatch inside is still dry.

Xu Qinghe grabbed some thatch and ran towards Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi frowned as he stood on the ladder, looking at the various leaks in the roof, and for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Xu Qinghe noticed his predicament and subconsciously asked, "Is it because you've revealed too many details?"

Shen Zhi gave a curt "hmm" with an unpleasant expression.

Xu Qinghe's face darkened, and she said firmly, "Then we'll make sure everyone gets the full treatment, regardless of location."

Their house has been built for many years, and if it's still habitable, Old Man Shen and the others won't move away.

It may look like there are no leaks in some places now, but that doesn't mean they won't leak over time. The best approach is to take precautions and repair everything in advance.

Shen Zhi had the same idea, and seeing that Xu Qinghe had spoken, he didn't hesitate any longer. He took the thatch and began to lay it layer by layer.

Xu Qinghe carried more and more thatch, and Shen Zhipu moved faster and faster, but the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.

Xu Qinghe's expression grew increasingly serious, and she asked Shen Zhi in a solemn tone, "When will this rain stop?"

People who live in one place year-round generally have some understanding of the local weather.

Based on past events, some things could be inferred, which is why Xu Qinghe asked him that question.

Although Shen Zhi hadn't returned for many years, he still knew a little about the weather at the border.

But he had never seen anything like it before; dark clouds loomed over the city, enveloping the entire border region.

He was already tall, and standing on the ladder, his field of vision was quite wide.

But at this moment, he could not see where the edge of the dark clouds was, which was beyond his comprehension.

"It probably won't stop tonight."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qinghe immediately stopped handing over the straw.

"If it can't be stopped, then we won't continue."

Shen Zhi turned to look at her, "Are you sure?"

Xu Qinghe: "Confirmed."

"Our house is too old, the beams are worn out. If we continue to lay it like this, not to mention the rain, the weight of the thatch alone won't be able to support it."

"Instead of wasting time, we should make other plans."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi immediately climbed down from the ladder. "Then where do you think would be a more suitable place to move?"

Xu Qinghe pointed towards the kitchen, "There."

With just one glance, Shen Zhi understood Xu Qinghe's meaning: "I'll go gather the firewood, you go pack your things."

Xu Qinghe didn't hesitate at all. "Okay," she said, and ran into the house.

Without saying a word, he started packing up the valuables.

Shen Zhi didn't stop either. He picked up the firewood and went into the house, putting it wherever there was space.

He painstakingly chopped this firewood; he can't just throw it away because the kitchen needs to be requisitioned.

The two of them carried the loads into the house and into the kitchen, and in their busy work, countless leaks appeared on the roof, and the whole house began to turn muddy.

After settling Shen Chengchuan in, Shen Chengyue also started helping out.

Xu Qinghe only asked him to help carry a small item; she and Shen Zhilai carried the larger items.

Fortunately, she had only been there for less than a month, and apart from food, the family didn't have much else.

After moving the clothes, bedding, pots and pans, only the grain bin remained in the house.

Xu Qinghe originally wanted to ask Shen Zhi to help carry it, but Shen Zhi didn't need her at all and moved all the grain jars over by himself.

Since they couldn't lift the bed, the two gave up and put all their things on the chair.

Looking at the fully occupied kitchen and the half-empty main room, none of the people were in a good mood.

Even though the house is dilapidated, it's still a home. If the house collapses, they won't even have a home anymore.

Seeing that the rain showed no sign of stopping, Xu Qinghe's eyes reddened.

Noticing that Xu Qinghe was upset, Shen Zhi immediately came over and comforted her, "Don't cry, this house might not collapse."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qinghe couldn't help but burst into tears. Her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at Shen Zhi and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't have mentioned building a new house in front of it?"

Shen Zhi...

"What does it have to do with whether you tell me or not?"

"It's okay, as the old saying goes, you can't say your house is bad or that you want to move to a new house in the house."

"You can't complain about your car while it's in the car; after a while, they all have a soul."

Hearing Xu Qinghe's soft and sweet words, Shen Zhi couldn't help but laugh. He could no longer control his emotions and reached out to pull Xu Qinghe into his arms.

"Fool, where did you hear that? It's all a lie, it's not true."

Xu Qinghe sobbed, lifted her little head from his chest, looked at him pitifully, and retorted, "But it's going to collapse as soon as I finish speaking."

Shen Zhi...

"That was just a coincidence."

"Look how wet you are, go change your clothes."

Only after being reminded by him did Xu Qinghe notice the clothes she was wearing.

Her clothes were completely soaked, clinging wetly to her body, revealing her figure.

Xu Qinghe felt embarrassed for a moment, but quickly calmed down.