And so, the four of them headed to the entrance of the village together.
When they arrived, the entire field was a vast expanse of water.
The rice paddies and such were all filled with yellowish rainwater, forming a continuous expanse.
The small stream in the village had become extremely rapid, like it was discharging floodwaters.
By this time, it was already late, and Chen Yang and his group were not the first to arrive here.
At the entrance of the village and in the fields, people had already gathered in large numbers.
They were all from Liuhu Village.
Seeing their own fields submerged under water, it was unspeakably heartbreaking.
"What can we do! How could such heavy rain fall all of a sudden! All the hard work of a year gone to waste."
...
Some villagers stood at the village entrance, shaking their heads helplessly, their faces etched with worry.
The mood on the scene was very low, everyone staring silently at the flooded fields.
