When the Flood Comes: I Push the Evil Family Into the Abyss

Four days left until the landslide. The daily porridge diet was getting to Simon; he kept complaining, wanting to eat meat, KFC, and McDonald's.

Thomas, annoyed by his son's crying, began calling for help. But Nina quickly grabbed his phone and turned it off.

"Are you crazy? We're fine here, safe and with food. Why are you calling for rescue?"

Thomas explained.

"It's safe here for now, but the heavy rain will continue for several more days. I'm still worried."

Oh, wow, he was starting to get worried. I couldn't let him worry!

I quickly reassured them and, with a heavy heart, took out two packs of beef jerky to give to Simon.

His eyes lit up with excitement. I told him these were the last two packs and not to waste them.

Before I could finish, both packs were already in his stomach.

I saw Thomas and Nina swallow countless times.

"Don't worry, everyone. I have plenty of rice. As long as we don't waste it, we can last a month."

"There's no point in calling for rescue; they can't get in here anyway. And as you can see, with us being halfway up the hill, no matter how big the flood, it won't reach us here."

"Just stay put and wait until the flood recedes."

Thomas finally stopped trying to call for rescue.

But he ordered me.

"You can't sleep at night. Keep an eye on the water level from the balcony. If it rises, wake us up immediately."

I nodded obediently.

Every day, I only gave them one bowl of porridge each. They were all getting pale and thin from hunger.

To make themselves feel better, they sleep all day long.

That was perfect for me; I had plenty of time on the balcony to eat chocolate, beef jerky, biscuits, and bread.

It was heaven.

Finally, the porridge was no longer enough for them.

Thomas pushed me out of the house.

"Go to the back mountain and see if there are any vegetables we can eat. There should be some fruits left this season."

I deliberately acted scared.

"It's pouring rain and lightning. It's not safe to go up the mountain. Can I not go?"

My mother-in-law kicked me out of the door, threw me a raincoat, and quickly shut the door.

"If you don't find any food, watch how I deal with you, you useless hen. If I kill you, no one will even know."