The men of the village were busily working on the front lines of the dike.
The elderly, women, and children in the rear were not idle either, risking the storm to deliver food and water to the front lines.
At this critical moment of the village's survival.
The trivial daily squabbles and gossips no longer mattered.
Because everyone knew that without the arrival of Qiwa, the elderly, women, and children wouldn't have survived until next year's flood subsided.
"Old man, those bags are about to run out!"
At the village entrance pavilion, the village chief heard his wife's voice.
When the village chief turned around, his wife had already braved the rain and dashed into the pavilion, reporting the latest news with a worried expression.
The bags his wife mentioned were those waterproof bags specially used for holding sand, stones, and soil.
The simple dike outside could hold firm mainly because of those waterproof bags from Li Family Village.
