Several older villagers couldn't help but step forward anxiously, asking, "Officer, what you said... is it true?"
The clerk was already tired of looking at the person asking. Almost every village had someone like this, but would he be dripping wet in the rain if it wasn't true?
Touching the copper coin in his hand and seeing the village chief's sensible approach, he still spoke, "This is the order from above, whether you believe it or not is up to you."
"Heavens, is there really going to be a flood? How are we supposed to live?" A woman who couldn't bear it started wailing directly.
"Yeah, what are we going to do, just when life was getting a bit better..."
"... My house was only built two years ago."
"How are people supposed to live like this..."
"..."
"Everybody, shut up," noticing the impatience on the officer's face, Old Hua shouted.
