It would not be easy for Xue Ling, considering Qian Yiyun’s poor attitude towards her now.

“Alright, we’ll let An Jiuyue take advantage of us then.”

Qian Yiyun rolled her eyes secretly.

Who is the one taking advantage? Can’t you be more self-aware?

“Brother, you must be tired. Sit over there. I’ll bring you a bowl of water,” she said to her brother.

Xue Ling would usually seize this opportunity to curry favor with Qian Jiyun. However, she no longer dared to do so when she saw Qian Jiyun’s unhappy expression.

…

Inside the treehouse, An Jiuyue entered the kitchen and cooked some rice paste for the two babies. Then, she ate with Zheng’er and Rong’er and coaxed them to sleep.

However, she could not fall asleep no matter what. She listened to the ongoing conversations downstairs—many were discussing their plans after the rain.

The rain showed no signs of stopping.

The men had built several bamboo rafts and split up to search for survivors over the past two days. They had also saved many more people.

There were more and more mouths to feed.

She was worried about that but even more about the events after the flood.

Floods were not the most merciless—epidemics after rainstorms were. They were the most lethal and terrifying.

There was nothing much to be worried about since she lived on the mountain. However, once the floodwaters subside, many people would have to return to the village to live. The village, which had been flooded by the floodwaters, would be muddy.

The corpses of animals and humans would be contaminated with all sorts of things, resulting in mutated diseases.

She let out a heavy sigh and glanced at the two sleeping children.

In the end, she got up and went to her room. She glanced at the two children again before taking out her brushes, ink, and paper.

She did not know much about other things, but she knew a little about how to protect oneself after a flood. She decided to write it down so that everyone could be cautious when they returned home.

…

The floodwaters receded only after nine days, and the rain stopped.

The sky finally brightened.

Besides Xue Ling trying to cause trouble for An Jiuyue and failing to get the upper hand, the past few days had been rather uneventful.

The men who wanted to cause trouble for An Jiuyue were scolded by the Chief several times a day. They were no longer aggressive and were like mice that had seen a cat when they saw An Jiuyue.

Qian Jiyun’s group left the moment the water receded. They were important people, after all.

He left a message for An Jiuyue, promising that he would definitely repay her kindness in the future.

An Jiuyue did not think much of it. She did not expect anyone to repay her for her kindness. She was only doing what she could within her abilities.

In fact, she hoped Qian Jiyun would never appear before her again.

Everyone in the village descended the mountain and returned home, their feet covered in mud. Many cried as they inspected their homes, their tears continuously flowing.

“Chief, Junior Officer, please wait a moment.”