The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Chapter 165 Who Do the Whole City Cry To?

As Chen Heng expected, the damage to his family was relatively good. The highest water level last night was only up to the table and chairs.

Although there are many women in the family, there are also many men. Before the flood continued, he took the whole family to escape to the second floor.

It was not easy to do this step, and the rest was left to fate. Personal strength is sometimes so weak and powerless.

Gu had just escaped from the predicament, and tears immediately fell. There was chaos ahead, and she had no time to think about it. Now that she stopped, she immediately missed her eldest son in the academy.

If Heng'er had any problems, what would she do as a mother? Gu didn't dare to think about it. Just thinking about any possible danger made her heart ache like a knife.

How could other people in the family not know Gu's worries, and they couldn't find words to comfort her. "Auspicious people have their own heavenly signs" is a phrase used by outsiders. The family members who are truly connected by blood can only sigh in silence and pray together that Chen Heng is okay.

Chen Qi, who couldn't wait any longer, wanted to take the risk of swimming to the academy by relying on his strong physique. Chen Huaijin was also a fool. He thought it was not safe for his elder brother to go alone, so he wanted to go with him.

But before they went downstairs, they were persuaded by Chen Gaishan, who scolded and beat them. It's not that he didn't worry about his eldest grandson. It's just that the water situation is unclear now. Going out in the dark is not to save people, but to go out to report to the King of Hell and rush to Naihe Bridge to drink Mengpo soup.

"Heng'er is very smart. The brains of both of you combined are not as good as his." In the cold rainy night, Chen Gaishan panted and tried his best to raise his voice to persuade his son, "There is a teacher in their academy. Wait a little longer. When the rain is lighter, I will go with you."

Hearing that Chen Gaishan, who was nearly 70 years old, wanted to go with him, Chen Qi and Chen Huaijin, the two filial sons, dared not say much.

After a night of fear, the younger girl in the family was sleeping in fear. Gu, who had been waiting all night, suddenly shook Chen Qi, who was dozing beside her.

"Dad, listen, is there anyone knocking on our door?" Gu said in a crying voice.

Chen Qi immediately listened attentively, and indeed, in the sound of wind and rain, he heard the hurried knocking on the door.

He and Chen Huaijin did not hesitate, jumped out of bed immediately, and waded all the way to the door. After finally opening the door, it was not Chen Heng who was worried about him.

Zhen Yinglian, who did not even care about holding an umbrella, stood in the water level above her waist, with the rain curtain above her head, and asked the adults of the Chen family who opened the door in a hurry: "Is Chen Heng here? Is he at home?"

Seeing Chen Qi and others shaking their heads, her face, which was already trembling in the rain, immediately turned a little paler. The two families had eaten a meal before, and Chen Qi also knew this neighbor. Seeing this, he had to lead her and Lu Shui into the house first.

The group waited for another half an hour, and the rain curtain in the sky gradually subsided. Chen Qi and Chen Huaijin, who had been unable to sit still for a long time, immediately left home and tried to move forward in the direction of the academy.

At first, the water level was only up to Chen Qi's thighs. When the two brothers continued to walk in, the water level rose step by step and had already reached their necks.

The water level was calm, but there was a lot of undercurrents underneath. The two of them took some effort and were out of breath after swimming for a while, so they had to return home to find tools that could be used.

Chen Huaijin found a large wooden tub that was usually used for bathing at home. This thing was made by Chen Qi himself and was very sturdy. Unfortunately, this wooden barrel was far inferior to the boatman's boat, and the draft was not deep enough to accommodate two adults.

In front of their family, the two brothers were still arguing about who would build a wooden shed to go and find someone. Xinda on this side, secretly hid it from the adults at home, and took a wooden stick and climbed into the wooden tub.

With him was Zhen Yinglian, who had been staring at the wooden tub. As early as when Chen Huaijin found the wooden tub, she had been paying attention to it. Seeing Chen Xinda sneaking in without telling the adults, she also jumped into the tub.

"If you don't tell me, I won't scream."

Zhen Yinglian's personality is really interesting. Sometimes she is too timid, and sometimes too bold. As soon as she climbed in, she threatened the person at the helm.

Xinda didn't dare to argue, and only said, "Don't blame me if you die."

"He saved my life." Zhen Yinglian shrank in the tub and shook her head, pursing her lips and said stubbornly, "If I really die with him, I will repay him. In the next life, I will repay his kindness."

Xinda fell silent when he heard it. He just picked up the long stick used as a paddle and poked it heavily on the ground.

The big bathtub, carrying two people, floated out.

"Let's go." Xinda shouted softly.

Lushui was the first to find that the young lady was missing, but she couldn't swim, so she could only stand at the stairs and call repeatedly.

"Miss, Miss, come back!"

The adults of the Chen family only then discovered the risky behavior of the two younger generations. It was too late to chase them out at this time. They struggled to chase them in the water for a few steps, but could only watch the wooden basin drifting farther and farther.

"Uncle, uncle, I'm going to find my second brother, don't worry!"

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"So you two just came here with the wooden basin?"

Chen Heng's face was dark, and he was anxious and angry. He was in a dilemma, but he could still talk and laugh. But when he thought of his family, who had repeatedly taken risks for him, he was furious.

Now the three of them have changed the place to talk, and there are many empty rooms on the second floor of the academy. Chen Heng pulled the two to a secluded place and listened to Xinda's words silently.

"No way." Xinda said with a bright smile, half-rejoicing, "We were lucky enough to meet an old man driving a boat on the way. They saw that it was not easy for us, so they took us for a ride."

It should be said that fortunately the people sitting on the wooden basin were Xinda and Yinglian, they were light bodies. Any adult in the family would not be able to reach such a deep water level.

Regardless of the depth of the water outside, the weight of Chen Qi and Chen Huaijin. I'm afraid that if I'm only halfway out, I'm in danger of tipping over.

When Chen Heng thought of this, fear appeared on his face again.

"It's too confusing and too risky. You...you..."

He shivered for a long time and didn't know what to say. He could only thank God in his heart for his care.

If someone in his family makes a mistake because of him, let him know how to face this life.

Chen Heng couldn't stop walking with his hands behind his back, and wanted to warn the two of them not to do mindless things in the future. But I also felt that such words were a bit feeble, and the other party would definitely not listen. After holding it in for a long time, I could only hold back a sigh.

Xinda was afraid that he would nag her again, so she quickly smiled and leaned into Chen Heng's ear, whispering: "Second brother, you'd better coax her first. We saw dead people soaking in water on the road, and she..." Xinda After a pause, fearing that Yinglian would hear her, she lowered her voice a bit and said, "I'm afraid I'm quite scared."

"Okay." Chen Heng nodded and looked at Zhen Yinglian sitting by the bed. When he saw it, he saw himself in it. I don’t even know when Xinda will walk out.

Chen Heng walked up to Yinglian in silence and looked at her soaked clothes and wet bun on her head. This embarrassed look reminded him of the scene when they first met, when he was standing on the shore and the other person was standing in the water.

The fireworks that night were so gorgeous that when I think about it now, I feel both emotional and sad.

On the girl's tearful face, she noticed the young man standing in front of her and revealed another touching smile.

Thinking of Zhen Yinglian's dangerous and desperate trip. If Chen Heng couldn't understand some things, he would be in vain.

He moved a stool and sat quietly opposite the girl. The two people's eyes met in one place, and they both subconsciously recalled the scene when they first met and hugged each other.

Chen Heng is thick-skinned and can still control himself. Zhen Yinglian's face turned red and red, and she grasped the hem of the light green skirt with both hands, tightening and loosening her fingertips, showing her nervousness.

It turns out you are scared too. Chen Heng smiled secretly in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touched his neck, where there were still traces of wet water.

I don’t know if it’s the water drops dripping from the girl’s hair, or the tears that flowed when the other person held her.

To put it bluntly, Chen Heng is considered tall among his peers. But compared with the sixteen-year-old Yinglian, she is still half a head shorter. In the past, when the two of them got along, they maintained the restraint that distinguishes men and women. Regarding the height thing, I don't feel that it is obvious yet.

When they hugged each other, the height difference between the tall girl and the short boy made Ying Lian's tears fall directly on his neck. Thinking about this carefully, Chen Heng couldn't help but laugh, which was obviously self-deprecating.

"You...why are you laughing?" Zhen Yinglian lowered her head, fearing that the other party would see her blushing face. Her skin was already fair, and even if she deliberately lowered her head like this, people could see it very clearly.

"I don't know either." Chen Heng shook his head. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "When you jumped on the tub, weren't you afraid that it would tip over?"

Seeing that the other party started talking, Zhen Yinglian's simple temper really started to follow Chen Heng's topic. She thought very seriously for a moment and then said: "I never thought about it. It was just an idea at the time. I want to see you and know if you are okay."

Her voice gradually became softer, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on her face, "I can't think about anything else."

He couldn't even think about it. Chen Heng felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Zhen Yinglian doesn't have many complicated thoughts. She just listens to whatever he says.

But this sincere simplicity also touched Chen Heng even more. He is not a child, and an adult's mind will inevitably consider the pros and cons. This is the price of growth, which makes this solitary courage even more valuable.

An overly heavy mind is sometimes the armor that protects oneself, and sometimes it is the rope that binds oneself.

I can't say it's good, and I can't say it's bad either. Everyone goes through it, that’s all.

But it's really strange for people to get along with each other.

In the more than ten years since Chen Heng came to this world, he has lived a cautious life in the dark. With such a big environment around him, how could he make a lotus flower that was unsullied from the mud?

But Zhen Yinglian, who had a simple mind, struck his heart over and over again today with her straightforward simplicity.

It is also a coincidence arranged by heaven. If the two of them really want to continue to be in a stalemate, I am afraid that in a few years, progress will be as slow as covering one's feet in winter. A heavy rain forced this person who was least likely to take the initiative to stand in front of the young man regardless of his own safety.

Chen Heng tried his best to suppress his complicated emotions and only looked at the girl's soaked clothes. How could there be women's clothes in the academy now? He could only whisper: "Is it cold? If you hold on a little longer, the water level should go down by the afternoon."

Zhen Yinglian nodded, she didn't have many ideas now. As long as I see Chen Heng doing well, I will be very satisfied.

She could not forget those floating corpses floating in the water, and the scene of purgatory was still lingering in the girl's mind. My body was still trembling, but I couldn't tell whether it was because of the cold or fear.

Chen Heng also noticed this situation and hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll find you something clean. You can wring out the water on your body first."

Zhen Yinglian nodded again. This was how she and Chen Heng usually got along. They didn't talk much, and sometimes they were a little bit natural, and sometimes they were a little bit dull.

When they reached the door, Chen Heng put his hand on the door, as if he suddenly thought of something. He stopped, looked sideways at the girl beside the bed, and said, "I'm about two or three years younger than you."

Zhen Yinglian was stunned when she heard this. She didn't know why Chen Heng said this, so she just stared at him blankly.

The gray light shone on the window, and the raindrops kept dripping.

The room was silent for a while, and there seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the air. The silent Chen Heng thought about it, and still said firmly and decisively, "You may have to wait for me for a few more years, if you want."

Zhen Yinglian nodded. Seeing her dull look, Chen Heng didn't know whether the other party understood, so he covered his face and pushed the door away.

After Chen Heng left, Zhen Yinglian sat by the bed, thinking for a long time, and the blush on her face that had just faded came back a hundred times.

She finally understood.

Chen Heng closed the door, stood against the door in the corridor, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

He couldn't say anything, but felt that his hands were shaking.

There is one thing in this world that is the fairest.

It's love!

No matter how noble you are, or how great a hero you are, you can't stay calm in front of someone who is willing to risk his life for you.

Does Chen Heng have any improper thoughts about Yinglian? He definitely didn't before, but it's hard to say now.

He felt that he was not a gentleman, but when he saw Zhen Yinglian sitting in the house, he knew that he would never allow himself to miss such a girl in this life.

As for the throbbing in his heart, is it love or gratitude? What does it matter? Excessive pursuit of these things will lose the beauty of love.

Otherwise, how could there be the sentence "Love comes from nowhere, and it goes deep".

His view on love is simpler, compared with the entanglement of love. The love and respect of a couple who can live together for a long time is more touching and precious.

After making a decision in his heart, Chen Heng no longer hesitated and walked out of the house to look for something.

In the corridor, the classmates who had watched him having fun before were also excited at this time. How could the only people who risked their lives to visit the children be the old Chen family?

In just a short while, the families of classmates who came one after another were crying and laughing while holding their children. The Xue family also sent a brave servant, and in order to take the boat, their family also spent a lot of money.

Seeing Xue Ke, Dayou and others, they all gathered with their families. Chen Heng was too embarrassed to go up and say hello, so he just walked through the dark corner of the corridor and borrowed a few unused towels from his classmates.

But when he went back, he was still surrounded by the families of his classmates. They had already learned from the children that Chen Heng had saved people last night. There was indescribable gratitude in his heart, and the words on his mouth never stopped.

Chen Heng, who had repeatedly declined, finally got out of the situation with the help of Xinda and Xu Jinhou.

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The spring days in the capital are more lively than other places.

In the courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, the spring breeze passed through, and the flowers swayed, and each tree was more beautiful than the other.

Daiyu had not been in the mood to go out for the past two days. Although Jia Min did not say it openly, she had understood the meaning of secretly persuading her to go out less.

Since it was not easy to go out, she simply stayed in her own courtyard and played with Bajiao.

This kitten was really as easy to raise as her brother said. All it did was eat and sleep. Maybe it was because it was young, and it didn't need much effort to take care of it except for crying and jumping on her dress every day.

Not long after, Zijuan came from outside, holding a book bag in her hand, and said happily: "Miss, Miss, this is a letter from Yangzhou."

Lin Daiyu was squatting to play with the cat, and her white embroidered dress fell to the ground like a blooming flower. She stretched out a finger, pressed against Bajiao's head, and smiled at Zijuan: "Sister, bring it to me quickly."

Zijuan stepped forward quickly, handed the book bag to Daiyu, picked up the crying Bajiao with one hand, and accompanied her young lady into the boudoir.

"It won't be newspapers again." Zijuan also secretly felt strange. Who would keep stuff that can't be eaten or used?

Lin Daiyu weighed the book bag in her arms, nodded and smiled: "It should be right."

She had to wear various gold and silver jewelry every day in Rongguo Mansion. Just this smile, her hair full of pearls and jade swayed lightly. She wanted to save some effort and dress up in plain clothes, but Jia Min insisted.

Zijuan tried hard to hold back her laughter, put Bajiao in the room, closed the door and said: "Young lady, this brother is also a wonderful person."

"Let me see what's written on it."

Lin Daiyu came to the table, opened the book bag and took out the things. Her brother was lazy. Last time, there was a letter in his book bag explaining the cause and effect. This time, there was no letter, only several newspapers.

Even so, she read with great interest. First, she finished reading the quarrel between the two parties, and then read the newspaper again. She saw Yangzhou in the newspaper, which was as peaceful and stable as usual.

Only then did she feel relieved. It didn't matter whether her brother got rich or not, as long as he was safe and sound, it would be fine.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Hahahaha, yesterday a book friend said in the group that Xiangling stole the house. I laughed to death, well said.

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