After the rain, a rainbow hung in the sunset.
This rainbow, a semicircle, hung in the sky, a large and incredibly clear rainbow.
It was beautiful.
The people on the wall, all wearing soaking wet raincoats, reached out and felt that it had stopped raining.
So they took off their raincoats.
After taking off the raincoats, the clothes underneath were also wet.
A few people were left on duty on the wall, while the others returned to the residential area of the base to change into dry clothes; these days, even the air was damp, and having clothes stick to their bodies for a long time made them very uncomfortable.
Li Yu stayed, along with Da Pao and others; these men just sat on the wall, puffing away.
They simply leaned against the wall behind them, and occasionally some refreshing breeze blew by, making them feel exceptionally comfortable.
A gentle breeze came.
The smoke drifted away with the wind.
“Everyone, prepare yourselves; in a few days, we’re going to N City,” Li Yu said calmly, his words startling.
Everyone was a bit surprised, because this wave of zombie tide had just ended, and Li Yu was already preparing to deal with the Salvation Army’s lingering troubles; although they were a bit surprised, they weren’t overly astonished.
After all, they hadn’t just met Li Yu; they knew that Li Yu wasn’t the kind of person who would let enemies stay overnight.
Before, they had been depleting the Salvation Army’s manpower, and after Mao Ge and others were killed, their second-in-command came and was also killed.
Now that the zombie tide had just ended, Li Yu and his group suffered no damage, and the base’s battle losses were 0, but it was different for other factions.
Taking advantage of the zombie tide, the Salvation Army might be weaker; strike while the iron is hot!
“Alright,” Yang Tianlong responded first.
“No problem, actually there’s nothing much to prepare; we can go now,” Da Pao took a deep drag from his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and then said.
“I want to go too,” Xiao Lata was also on the wall.
Li Yu felt good hearing everyone’s replies.
As more time passed in the apocalypse, everyone had experienced various things together, resisted zombies together, faced enemies together, and survived various dangerous situations together.
They trusted Li Yu even more; in countless decisions, the choices Li Yu made gradually increased everyone’s trust through the final outcomes.
This time, it was the farthest place Li Yu and his group would go in the apocalypse.
Therefore, full preparations needed to be made, and Li Yu was also thinking about how to go this time and who would go with him.
Uncle Si came to relieve Li Yu, and Li Yu got off the wall, greeted Da Pao and the others, and returned to his room.
The past month had left him physically and mentally exhausted.
Now he could finally have a good bath and rest.
Rest well, and then it would be time to deal with the Salvation Army, plant late-season rice, expand the walls, improve the walls, and enhance their strength.
He was also thinking about the performance of the new people who had joined the base in the past month.
Those workers were already considered veterans of the base, and some permissions should gradually be given to them; then there were Song Min and the others who came later, these people performed very well in this zombie tide, and were all exceptionally resilient.
Last time, they got a lot of firearms from the armory, many of which were not used, and Li Yu had always given these guns to only a portion of the people, not everyone.
Regarding the future development plan of the base, whether to expand and how to expand were all questions.
As he thought, Li Yu got a headache, so he stopped thinking, climbed directly out of the bathtub, then dried his body and blew dry his hair.
After showering, Li Yu lay straight down on the bed; the bed was soft and warm, and Li Yu quickly fell into a dream.
The night passed without a word.
The next day, Uncle Er found Li Yu and talked about the planting of late-season rice; this heavy rain was the first time the entire Shantang Reservoir had been filled.
The water level also reached its highest point; the deepest part of this Shantang Reservoir was over 20 meters, almost 9 stories high.
Li Yu had never seen this Shantang dry up; its water storage capacity was extremely strong.
After all, this Shantang had originally served as a reservoir in this large area of farmland, and whenever there was a drought, water was released from this Shantang to irrigate the fields.
Li Yu followed Uncle Er to the edge of the Shantang; before this heavy rain, they could have walked down another 20 meters, but now, they stopped at the edge of the mountain path.
The heavy rain this time was too much, filling this Shantang very full, even the willow trees were submerged by more than half, leaving only their upper bodies, looking somewhat out of place.
However, the small boats still floated on the water.
Uncle Er looked at the Shantang with some concern; the Shantang was too full of water.
Although there had never been any problems for so many years, looking at this astonishing water storage, he always felt a bit terrified.
“Yu Zai, should we release some water from our Shantang? After so many years, this is the first time I’ve seen the Shantang water level this high,” Uncle Er hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke.
Li Yu pondered by the shore for a while; he remembered that in the apocalypse, especially after prolonged heavy rain, droughts often occurred.
Moreover, it was only June, and the coming July and August were the hottest months of the year, so there was a high possibility of no rain and drought.
This stored water was very important!
“Don’t release the water; we don’t know what the weather will be like next; if it continues to rain, just like this time, let the excess water flow out, but don’t release the water from the Shantang itself; since it’s full, let’s keep it.
We are going to plant late-season rice, and keeping the water will make us feel more secure,” Li Yu said.
Uncle Er heard this, looked at the terrifyingly full Shantang, and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen this Shantang so full.
I was just thinking, with so much water, will the pressure on this dam be too great?”
Li Yu heard him and said, “I asked Grandpa before, and he said that the foundation of this dam was originally built with cement grouting underground; from here to here, it’s all cement grouting, so it’s very stable.
My dad also said there’s basically no problem; he even replaced some of the internal cement pipes here two years ago.”
“There’s no problem; look, the dam is almost 20 meters wide; normally everyone walks on it,” Li Yu said.
After hearing this, Uncle Er also put down his worries; he had indeed worried too much.
A typical dam is only about eight or nine meters wide, but their dam was originally planned to be a road, so it was specially widened.
This 20-meter-wide dam, holding back the water of the Shantang, was indeed a piece of cake.
The two walked down from the Shantang, chatting as they went.
On the way, they saw Li Peizhen, Uncle Si’s younger daughter, leading several even younger children from the family, holding sticks, and herding cattle and sheep up the mountain.
Li Yu warned, “Don’t go near the Shantang! Do you understand? The water is deep.”
“Okay, Big Brother,” Li Peizhen, somewhat afraid of her Big Brother, replied.
But Zhang Zhixing, Auntie’s child, wasn’t afraid of him at all.
At this moment, he looked at Li Yu with an innocent face and said, “Da Biao Ge, I want to ride the cow.
Lift me up.”
Li Yu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end, he told Uncle Er to go back first; this cow wasn’t that easy to ride.
If he fell off, it would be very easy to get stepped on.
But children are very curious, and rather than letting them try secretly, it was better for him to be there and let him experience it.
So he found a small calf, and with a snotty-nosed boy, Zhang Zhixing, he lifted him onto it.
The little boy was full of excitement; he had wanted to sit on a cow for a long time.
“Hahahahahahaha.” Zhang Zhixing held onto the slightly protruding horns of the cow, laughing happily on top.
The remaining children also ran over one after another, shouting, “Big Brother, I want to too!”
“Cousin, I want to ride the cow too!”
“Me too.”
After the heavy rain,
the sky was clear, and the mountains were green with clear waters.
At the foot of the mountain, the grass was lush, and as the wind blew, the tips of the grass swayed like waves.
Dozens of cattle and sheep grazed with their heads down.
Seven or eight children gathered around a small calf.
A handsome, tall man held the cow rope, steadying the calf, and smilingly let each child sit on the cow’s back.
A chorus of innocent laughter, pure and beautiful, drifted with the wind towards the garden, towards the residential area, towards the main gate.
It drifted beyond the blue and white clouds.
