Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

If this wall of water washed down, he would have to be washed down to the rubber dam downstream. The water at the rubber dam was green, and the shallowest part was three to four meters deep, and the deepest was said to exceed ten meters.

As long as his landlubber was washed there, he would probably be a dead duck.

It was meaningless for Wan Feng to run on the beach. The water head one or two meters high washed down the beach without even showing a shadow.

The safe place he was going now was the embankment on the shore.

The shortest distance from Wanfeng's bathing place to the embankment on the shore was 100 meters. Wanfeng was racing against the head of water to see whose speed was faster, so while watching the head of the rushing water, he ran wildly, feeling cold in his heart.

It seemed that he was a loser in this game, no matter what he couldn't beat the water.

Only a few meters away from the embankment, the head of water roaring down like a train rushed down, burying Wan Feng in the water.

Wan Feng felt as if he had been hit by a car, his body was engulfed by the head of the water, and he rushed downstream at high speed as if he was on the hook.

If he hadn't taken a deep breath the moment the water head engulfed him, he would have been unconscious at that moment.

Wan Feng jumped out of the water desperately with both hands, and seemed to see Luan Feng running frantically on the embankment following the current, but the next moment his eyes were dark.

In the chaos, I vaguely felt that my body was rolling over and over again in the water and descending at a very high speed.

After drinking a few sips of water, my mind became a little unclear, my body began to sink gradually, and my consciousness gradually disappeared.

Just as Wan Feng's body sank into the water, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind him, wrapping his arms around his neck from behind.

Wan Feng has fallen into confusion at this time...

After an unknown amount of time, Wan Feng slowly opened his eyes.

After a few minutes of getting used to it, the first thing he saw was a blue sky with a white cloud slowly flowing in the center of the sky.

Wan Feng blinked his eyes in confusion, his mind was still in chaos: Where am I?

He wanted to sit up, but when he moved, he found that he didn't have any strength and couldn't move at all.

Since you can't move, lie down quietly and recall what happened.

Closing his eyes, Wan Feng tried his best to sink into the memory, bits and pieces of memories emerged in his mind bit by bit.

The first thing that came to mind was Liang Wan's words: It's raining in Beishan...

Then I sold melons in the county town, ate at restaurants, went home to Luanfeng’s house, took a bath by the river, and finally, the rushing water...

Thinking about it, I didn't run through the rushing water and was washed away by the rushing river. Could it be that I died and was washed into the underworld?

Looking up at the sky, the sun happened to peek out half of his body from the cloud, casting golden light on his body.

No, if the underworld also had the sun, then Yama of the ten halls would have been flying like a dog and smoking in the sun long ago.

Since it's not the underworld, it proves that I'm still alive!

A feeling of happiness came spontaneously, Wan Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and murmured: It's just right to be alive!

Wan Feng, who survived the catastrophe, was about to take a good look at the world, turning his head from side to side.

The world didn't see it clearly, but unexpectedly saw Luan Feng laying on the ground obediently covered in mud, a foot away from him on the left.

His face was pale, his eyes were closed and he was motionless.

Wan Feng was taken aback.

"Hey! Are you still alive?"

no answer.

ah? It won't be dead, will it?

Wan Feng didn't know where the strength came from, sat up suddenly, and crawled to Luan Feng's side. He just crawled to Luan Feng's side, but he didn't want to limp and put his head on Luan Feng's body.

Luan Feng didn't respond at all.

Wan Feng's heart suddenly panicked, he took a deep breath and raised his head from Luan Feng's body,

He reached up to her nose and probed.

A faint breath sprayed on his fingers, like a breeze blowing on his face.

Wan Feng's heart fluttered from the bottom of the lake to the air, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

There is breath, which means that this girl is not dead, but just passed out.

According to the teaching in the textbook, the most correct way at this time should be artificial respiration.

The most basic thing to do artificial respiration is to reach the other person's mouth. Wan Feng tried his best to achieve this goal, but as soon as he lifted his body, he went limp again and landed on Luan Feng's body.

Unexpectedly, the pressure caused Luan Feng, who was in a state of exhaustion and dizziness, to scream, and she woke up from the pressure.

It took about three seconds for Luan Feng to open her eyes before she realized Wan Feng was lying on top of her, and she stretched out her hand and slapped Wan Feng off her body.

"What are you doing? Rogue."

Damn bitch, are you just waking up from a coma? Such strength!

"I thought you were dead?"

"Bah! Crow's mouth, you just died. Don't touch me. I'm exhausted and my whole body is falling apart. Let me lie down for a while." Luan Feng's voice became less and less, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Wan Feng and Luan Feng lay side by side, staring at the sky for about a few minutes: "No! I was washed away by the water, and I can be forgiven for lying here. Why are you here to join in the fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pain in his shoulder.

It's over, and I was attacked by Jiuyin White Bone Claw again. Is this weakness?

Turning around, he saw Luan Feng's resentful face, and at the same time, he saw the scars on the arm that performed the Nine Yin Skills.

These scars stabbed Wan Feng's eyes like sharp swords.

Wait, let me stroke again, I remember that when the head of the water washed him away, he was only a few meters away from the shore, and he seemed to see Luan Feng's mad face and madly running figure in a trance.

Could it be that this crazy woman saved herself?

The scar on the arm must have been scratched by the branches on the shore when he was saving himself, especially those thorny locust trees.

"Hey, you didn't save me, did you?" Wan Feng wanted to confirm.

"I'm too lazy to save you. I wish you bastard would be washed away by the water, so as not to cause harm to others."

This woman can be sure that she dragged herself out of the water. Although this woman is good at water, dragging herself to the shore in the rapids must have consumed a lot of energy. No wonder she was so tired that she went into shock.

In front of Wan Feng's eyes appeared in the turbid torrent, Luan Feng rushed into the water like a mad cow and grabbed herself, then dragged herself to fight with the river like a log, and dragged herself to the bank bit by bit in exhaustion. After dragging her to the shore, he was so tired that he collapsed and went into shock.

This big silly girl.

Wan Feng slowly closed his eyes.

There is a song that says: When you close your eyes, it will be dark...

But Wan Feng, who closed his eyes, didn't feel the darkness. Instead, his eyes were bright, and Luan Feng's face appeared in the light.

Every detail between him and Luan Feng appeared in front of his eyes.

"Whoever kisses him, just touch his face, and if you spread rumors again, I will scratch you to death."

"What does beauty mean? Is it the same as a beautiful snake?"

"Bah! Shameless."

"I haven't eaten enough, will I still eat tomorrow?"

"Hmph! When you say this, you use pettyness as an excuse, and I don't think you're petty."

"Ah! You say I'm a scumbag? I'll fight you, bastard!"

"...I wish you bastard would be washed away by the water, so as not to cause harm to others."

A shallow smile overflowed from the corner of Wan Feng's mouth, and the smile gradually deepened and spread across his face. When the smile rippled to his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and fell slowly...

A string deep in my heart is gently plucked, gently rippling...