Chen Changhai and his father led the cart out of the village.
Outside the village was a vast expanse of water, the roads were completely obscured, and the cart could easily be trapped in a mud pit.
"Push quickly!" Old Chen tightly grasped the reins, turning back to instruct his son and daughter-in-law.
Chen Changhai and sister-in-law Zhao each stood on one side, pushing the cart forward with difficulty.
Madam Han was at the back of the cart, holding an umbrella in one hand and leaning on the cart with the other, feeling somewhat lost.
The water flow was rapid, the waves were already hitting their knees, and she could hardly stand, let alone have the strength to push the cart.
Suddenly, the cart jerked towards Madam Zhao's side, terrifying those on the cart into screaming.
Old Chen quickly shouted, "Don't let the cart fall into a pit! Third Brother! Madam Han! Quickly come push!"