Wei Zhinuan had never walked in Jiangzhou, and many houses in Xinjing were built later. In addition, there was not much rain in Xinjing, so she didn't know the severity of the flood.

A few days later, Song Ziqian, who came here every day, did not come, but sent a servant to deliver the meal. Wei Zhinuan asked, "Where is your young master?"

The servant said: "A house collapsed in the south of the city yesterday, crushing many people to death. The young master passed by yesterday."

Wei Zhinuan had a bad premonition and asked someone to go out to inquire. Sure enough, a large area of ​​houses in the south of the city were soaked in rain, and a large area collapsed. In addition to the dead people who had been lifted out, many people were suppressed, and many disasters occurred in other parts of Jiangzhou.

Large areas of farmland in the suburbs were flooded and a group of refugees had gathered.

Tourmaline has never encountered such a thing, so I am a little worried.

Song Ziqian sent someone to bring a message and told Wei Zhinuan not to go out, saying that the city was already a little messy now.

A few days later, the rain finally stopped and the south side of the city was basically stable.

When Wei Zhinuan went out for the first time, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. The originally prosperous city of Jiangzhou is now full of mud and water, and many refugees are pouring into the city. They have no place to live and can only live on the streets. Life is very miserable.

Wei Zhinuan went to Wei's shop once. The shop had already paid money to treat the victims. The Wei family would spend a lot of money to do good deeds every year. Now that such a big thing happened in Jiangzhou, even if Wei Zhinuan didn't say anything, the shop had already greeted him. Somewhere else had already brought money and supplies.

In addition to the Wei family, many wealthy families in Jiangzhou also set up porridge sheds to help the victims.

Wei Zhinuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the court would not sit idly by and there should be no major problems.

As soon as Wei Zhinuan went out, he heard the sound of striking from the street.

"Get out of here, you untouchables, have you dirty my lady's clothes, can you afford to pay?"

The screams mixed with the woman's crying. Wei Zhinuan frowned slightly. When she passed by, she saw a luxurious carriage blocking the middle of the road. Next to the carriage, a ragged woman hugged the child and cried constantly.

"It's them again."

Tourmaline looked at the arrogant Lu Qingshui and Huang Menghan on the carriage and said angrily.

"Get out of here, don't get in the way."

Lu Qingshui was still shouting, and Huang Menghan whispered something while fanning the flames. Lu Qingshui was furious: "Come on, drive them out of Jiangzhou for me."

"It was you who bumped into someone..." The woman's crying mourns: "Little Maizi, wake up..." Wei Zhinuan walked over and checked the child's injuries. The child was already unconscious and didn't know where he bumped into it.

She took the money to the woman and said, "You should take the child to the clinic first."

The woman hurriedly thanked her and stumbled away with her child in her arms.

She originally thought that this matter would be forgotten, but who knew that Lu Qingshui snorted coldly: "Fake compassion, I want you to pretend to be kind."

Wei Zhinuan looked back at her and said, "I just like to pretend to be kind, are you in charge?"

Although Lu Qingshui had been warned by Yang Qing for the last incident, she was still in a state of silence. She also heard that Wei Zhinuan had moved into Song Ziqian's house and was even more angry.

Now that she saw Wei Zhinuan, she was angry and had long thrown Yang Qing's instructions out of the sky.

Lu Qingshui was about to lose her temper but Huang Menghan stopped her. She whispered something in Lu Qingshui's ear. Although Lu Qingshui looked ugly, she wasn't saying anything. However, her eyes were like poisonous, staring at Wei Zhinuan, hoping to peel her and get cramps.
Chapter completed!