Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s
Chapter 951 - 952: Holding Her Tightly

Chapter 951: Chapter 952: Holding Her Tightly

Meng Xinian’s actions didn’t shock them too much, but Chiang Xiao’s actions left them utterly astonished.

She was just a fifteen-year-old girl!

If she could persevere, if she could be stronger than them, what was there that they couldn’t endure?

So, Chiang Xiao became their inspiration.

"Run! Whoever loses to Sister-in-law is a big, dumb bear!" someone roared.

Gong Xinhe and Dai Gang had also forgotten when exactly they learned of the relationship between Chiang Xiao and Meng Xinian, it turned out not to be Sister-in-law’s sister; it turned out she was Sister-in-law.

But in such a situation, they didn’t even have time to be shocked. Especially after seeing how seamlessly she worked with Meng Xinian, they even felt that she ought to be Meng Xinian’s fiancée—she had to be the one, no other woman would do.

When dawn was breaking, they finally ran out of Guan Town.

Two green cars approached them from ahead.

"Officer Meng!" Xiao Zhang called out hoarsely.

After relocating people, Director Ye had sent them back in two cars to pick up Meng Xinian and the others.

Behind them, the floodwaters were already spreading, and the road by Duke Guan Temple was completely submerged.

The water, like a demon, chased them from behind, almost swallowing them whole.

"Get in!" Meng Xinian roared.

The two cars quickly turned around, with everyone rushing over, gritting their teeth, climbing in, tumbling out of the cars, and lying down in the cargo area.

Meng Xinian, holding onto Chiang Xiao, hoisted her up.

As soon as Chiang Xiao got in the car, she immediately turned around and reached out her hand to him.

The car had already started; there could be no more delays.

Meng Xinian grabbed her hand, pushed off with his foot, leaped into the car, and pulled her tightly into his arms, hugging her close.

They were soaked through, hair, clothing, socks—everything was drenched with rain and mud, making them almost unrecognizable.

But no one cared about that.

The cars sped out of Guan Town.

Gong Xinhe and the others, seeing Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao clutched tightly together, seemed to understand without a word and turned their backs to give them space.

But Meng Xinian actually didn’t do anything—he just held the young girl in his arms tightly, unwilling to let go at all.

The county town became the place of refuge for so many people from Guan Town.

People were transferred to the county town in batches.

Disaster relief efforts continued.

The rooftop gardens had been flooded, and many flowers were battered and scattered.

Chiang Songhai looked at the Golden Camellia in the living room and sighed with worry.

"It’s a good thing we brought Little’s favorite flower inside; otherwise, it would surely have been destroyed by the wind and the rain. What’s going on this year? It’s been raining for a week, and it’s only getting heavier. It’s as if someone pierced a hole in the sky, and the rain just won’t stop."

"Right now, I’m only worried about Xinian."

"Didn’t we listen to the broadcast this morning? Everyone in Guan Town has been evacuated. I think they should’ve all retreated by now."

"But what if there are injuries? What if there were accidents? The broadcast didn’t give all the details. I’m still so anxious, worried!"

"Well, that’s true."

It was only eight in the morning, and there were no problems at home; the porridge in the kitchen had just been cooked, with a fragrant aroma wafting out.

But in reality, the two old folks hadn’t slept well last night either, worried about Meng Xinian.

After learning how serious the situation in Guan Town was, how could they possibly sleep?

As they were discussing, there was the sound of a door opening from outside.

"Could Little be coming back at this time?"