portable space

After finishing it, the old man asked again strangely: "Brother, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Taiping asked: "Is there a village under this mountain?"

"It's a village." The old man's face showed confusion on his back. The village was submerged. Although no one suffered any casualties, his future life was completely lost overnight. Even the old man who had experienced most of the world's affairs could not find a solution.

I don't know what will happen in the future.

"Where does all this water come from?" Zhang Taiping asked again.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head bitterly.

"Don't know?" Zhang Taiping was surprised.

The old man continued: "The day before yesterday, it suddenly started to rain heavily in the afternoon. The rain seemed to be poured down, and the thundering sky of Tianshan Mountain seemed to be about to collapse. At night, the rain suddenly crossed the threshold and entered the house through the crack in the door.

Inside, old man, I felt restless that night. I didn’t close my eyes all night. I soon discovered this situation. When I opened the door, I saw that it was all raining outside. I could no longer see the ground. I quickly went from door to door to wake me up.

The remaining villagers packed up their things and moved to the mountain. Fortunately, they found it in time. If they had been playing for a while, it would be too late to leave."

Zhang Taiping looked at the water surface at the bottom of the mountain, which was splashed with ripples by the raindrops. There was no sign of any house. It was conservatively estimated that the water was three meters deep. He looked at the surrounding environment and said: "This is surrounded by mountains.

Is the terrain very low?”

The old man nodded: "It's like a basin down here. Even rainwater can't flow out. I don't think it's the river flowing there. It's completely rainwater."

Zhang Taiping nodded. This situation is not impossible. It rained heavily all day and all night, and the rainwater that fell on the mountains will also flow down and accumulate in this small basin. However, it is still a bit surprising to create such a lake. It can be seen that

It rained heavily in those two days.

"Such a serious flood happened here. Doesn't the government care?"

The old man sighed and said: "It's not just floods that happened here, but floods in many places. The government also sent some food and supplies, but there were so many people, and the transportation was inconvenient, it was really not enough.

Use it. I don’t know when this rain will stop.”

Zhang Taiping was silent. He came from the city. The road was indeed difficult to walk, and it was extremely difficult to transport supplies. It is estimated that the tents where some people lived on the mountain were sent by government rescue workers.

While we were talking, several small boats came down from the mountain. A few young men immediately came down from the mountain and took some rice noodles and other things from the boats. The road was inconvenient, and there were no big boats nearby, so for the time being, we could only use this kind of drop in the bucket.

method to transport supplies.

After wandering around several nearby hills, there were this group of people on each hilltop. Zhang Taiping did not stay long and walked towards the surrounding hills. When he arrived near the road outside the mountainous area that was blocked by floods,

He stopped and found a flat place. He first took out a few tents from the space, and then took out a small portion of the materials in the space to fill the tents.

The only oversight was not thinking about the inconvenient roads and forgetting to prepare a larger boat. There was only one small boat in the space, and it could only transport these things little by little. The first thing to transport was the tent, and it is still raining now.

Continuously, this is what is most needed.

By the time he rowed the boat and reached the foot of the mountain, the sky had completely darkened, and the people above could not see clearly what was going on below. He had to send the things up by himself. Fortunately, he was very strong.

I tied up the tent and carried it on my back and headed up the mountain.

The mountain was pitch black, with only the occasional flash of firelight, and the sound of crying could be heard. Zhang Taiping went directly to the outside of the old man's shed.

The old man did not rest. He was still sitting under the rain shelter and smoking cigarettes. The flickering stars reflected an old and confused face.

"Old man, I'm here again." Zhang Taiping called out as he took off the tent on his back.

The old man who was deep in thought came back to his senses: "Are you the guy in the afternoon?"

"It's me." Zhang Taiping took out a charging light and turned it on. "I'm here again."

With the bright light, the old man saw clearly a large bag of things at Zhang Taiping's feet and asked: "This is it?"

"I sent some tents over, and you can share them with whoever is in urgent need here," Zhang Taiping said.

"Are you here to deliver something?" the old man asked in surprise.

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I looked around during the day and saw that what is needed most now is tents, so I sent some first, and more will be sent later."

The old man walked over and took a closer look, and immediately exclaimed in surprise: "It's really a tent." As he said this, muddy tears were already streaming down his face. What he needed most now was a tent. If there was no place to shelter from the rain in rainy weather, even if

If you don't starve to death, you will die of untreated illness, and there may even be a plague.

Zhang Taiping took advantage of the old man's excitement and went down the mountain again.

After the old man put away his emotions, Zhang Taiping had disappeared. Without daring to delay, he quickly called for people to give these tents to those who needed them most. Then he remembered that the little brother just said that he would be back later.

After the items were delivered, a dozen young men were immediately selected and asked to go down the mountain and wait by the water.

When Zhang Taiping came over again with a boatload of tents, there were already a dozen young men waiting at the foot of the mountain. This time he did not need to send them to the mountain again. He then sent them two more times, and after solving the most urgent problem, he told the young men that today

It won't come again at night, so tell them not to go down the mountain again.

Zhang Taiping entered the space in the second half of the night and worked hard to build a much larger wooden boat.

The next morning, they loaded a large boatload of supplies and arrived at the foot of the mountain again. This time there were many people waiting here. After moving the rice, noodles, fruits and other things on the boat, the old man asked: "I don't know.

What do you call me, I was too excited last night and was a bit rude."

Zhang Taiping smiled and said: "It's understandable, the name doesn't matter."

"That's not possible." The old man said, "How can we not know the name of our benefactor?"

"Yes, yes." Several people nearby echoed.

With no other option, Zhang Taiping had no choice but to use his nickname: "Dashuai Zhang."

"Everyone will remember this name." The old man yelled, "Brother Zhang sent us something when we were in the most difficult time. This kind of kindness will be remembered for the rest of our lives."

After staying for a while, Zhang Taiping rocked the boat again and was about to leave. The old man said, "Call a few young men to come over and help you."

Zhang Taiping nodded: "That's fine."

On the way back, a young man asked: "Brother Zhang, where did you get these things?"

Zhang Taiping said: "I asked the car to pull the things and put them outside the mountain, and then used the boat to pull them in bit by bit."

"I heard that Brother Zhang doesn't have a local accent. Where is Brother Zhang from?" asked another young man.

Zhang Taiping opened his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a rapid hawk cry in the sky. He looked up and saw Xiao Jin spreading his wings and falling from the sky. What surprised him most was that he seemed to be holding something underneath him.

Something, it was only when I got closer that I saw clearly that it turned out to be a person.

Several other young men also raised their heads and opened their mouths wide as they looked at Xiao Jin who spread his wings and landed.

"What is this?" someone asked.

"It looks like an eagle," answered another.

A moment later, Xiao Jin landed on the bow of the boat, holding a little girl under his claws. After letting go of his claws, his sharp eyes glanced at the young men, making them feel as if they had been scratched by a knife.

"It's really an eagle, so big!" Several people praised it.

Zhang Taiping, however, focused his attention on the little girl on the bow of the boat. The little girl was so frightened that she shrank back with a frightened expression after landing on the boat.

"What's the name of the little girl?" Zhang Taiping asked. Looking at the torn clothes on the little girl, Zhang Taiping broke into a cold sweat. What would happen if the clothes on the little girl suddenly tore while Xiao Jin was flying?

But it's unimaginable.

The little girl trembled in excitement before she woke up from the frightened state. She looked at Zhang Taiping and others in fear as they kept shrinking back.

Zhang Taiping said: "If you step back any further, you will fall into the water."

The little girl stopped and looked at the water behind her, then turned around and looked at Zhang Taiping and the others in fear without saying anything.