As someone who had returned from the 21st century, Lin Moyang felt a sense of crisis at this moment, as if he had lost his sense of security the moment the power went out. If it weren't for the fact that the old house required repairs, he would have already contacted the village to have electricity installed.
Lin Moyang did not linger. He turned and left the broadcasting room, heading toward home. Outside, the rainstorm continued, even more ferocious than before. At this moment, the entire world felt stifled and heavy. Passing by the ditch at his doorstep, Lin Moyang glanced at the water level; not only had it risen significantly, but the current was also far more turbulent than before.
The muddy torrent, looking like a giant yellow-scaled python, came rolling in, carrying with it broken branches and debris, which were caught by the hemp rope net he had set up in the water. Lin Moyang stepped forward and cleared the trapped debris onto the bank of the ditch. He then looked up toward the back of Lin Zhensheng's house, where the water had already begun to overflow. The area around the ditch was a muddy mess, and the water was gradually creeping up toward the edge of their yard.
Chapter 66