"Uncle, the house won't last long. Hurry down!" Lu Chun wiped the rain on his face, raised his head again, and then advised him.

They were all here for almost a quarter of an hour. I couldn't listen to anything except oil and salt.

The uncle sat on the eaves, turned his head to one side and hugged his knee. He still said that several times, "I can't go down. This is my home. I'm not going anywhere!"

"Sir, we all know this is your home. No one wants to rob you. But look, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. If you don't come down, your home will be washed down!" Lu Chun jumped on the bamboo raft in a hurry. Sir, no matter what they said, he just didn't move.

What can I do?

What time is it!

Uncle's ass is low. The house will not survive another wave of flood!

"I won't go down! I'll stay here!" the uncle hugged his knees tightly. This house is the home where he and his wife have lived for more than 40 years. His wife disappeared a few years ago. If this house doesn't exist again, he won't even think about it. What's the meaning of living.

"I beg you, sir. Will you come down first? As long as you come down, I promise you whatever conditions you have!" Lu Chun wanted to kneel down to the uncle.

After listening to Lu Chun's words, the uncle was even more excellent. He simply moved into the house. Originally, he sat by the eaves. Lu Chun could still reach his legs. Now he can only watch and worry.

Boom!

A wave of flood rushed down from the back mountain, and my uncle obviously felt a tremor sitting on the house.

Lu Chun several people sitting on the bamboo raft were rushed far away and hugged a tree, which stopped.

"This won't work. We have to find a way to deceive the uncle!" Lu Chun looked at Xiang Wenxuan and the mouse.

Xiang Wenxuan agreed with the tunnel, "yes, this house will not last long!"

The mouse stared, "I'm stubborn. I don't listen to anything. How can I cheat!"

Lu Chun rowed the bamboo raft to uncle again. "I'll go to the room and hold uncle down directly. You two will pick me up!"

"Good!"

"Grandpa, how old are you this year? You look about the same age as my grandpa!" Lu Chun changed his strategy and slowly rubbed against the eaves to chat with him.

"I'm 69, so I've lived for so many years, and I've had enough!"

Lu Chun:

"Sir, your children are out of town. They must miss you in such a heavy rain! Have grandchildren. How old are they? Are they similar to me?"

Lu Chun looked at his face and looked for topics he was interested in. Sure enough, when he mentioned his grandson, his muddy eyes lit up.

"The eldest grandson is 19 years old. He is studying at the University in Beijing!" the uncle raised his head and finally had a smile on his face when he said this.

Lu Chun took advantage of uncle's good mood and sat down on the eaves of the room.

The uncle looked alert, "what are you doing? You crushed my house!"

……

"Uncle, I've been standing at the bottom for a long time. My legs are sour. Would you let me sit down for a while?" Lu Chun flattered with a face. He was afraid that he would kick him down if he was unwilling.

He can see that I treasure this house very much. I'd rather die than leave!

Uncle glared at Lu Chun fiercely, didn't say anything, and continued to hold his knee in a daze.

Lu Chun approached him again. "Sir, why don't we go down? You see, the people's Liberation Army has set up tents on the hillside. It's warm inside."

"Don't lie to me. I won't go even if I die today. This house is the only memory of my wife and me!"

No wonder it is.

"Uncle, your feelings for aunt are really enviable. Tell me how you and aunt are together? I'm 19 and have no object yet. I want to learn from you!"