"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
The thunder became louder and louder, coming from the Nanguan Mountains all the way to Shenshu Village.
Calmness soon returned.
"Is it thundering?"
Village Chief Zhao looked up at the sky, a look of disappointment on his face.
The afterglow of the setting sun has not yet faded away, the sky is cloudless, and there is not a trace of wind in the air.
Village Chief Zhao thought the voice just now was his hallucination.
"Rumble..."
Another sound came, louder than the previous one.
"It's thunder." Xiao Fuyuan said clearly.
Bai Dazhuang carried the quilt and handed it to the victims. He looked up at the sky and said to his sister, "Sister, this is not thunder. I'm afraid it's the explosion of an weapons factory."
The ordnance factory is producing artillery carriages these days, and military control has been implemented. Workers like Bai Dazhuang in the iron ore factory are only responsible for digging iron. They usually cannot enter the weapons factory, but they understand the situation of the weapons factory to some extent.
The weapons factory exploded not only this time, but also in the past few days, but the sound still echoed in the mountains.
Bai Dazhuang thought that the sound of the artillery carriage was too loud, and passed through Nanguan Mountain to Shenshu Village.
Even though my sister is a good talker, she is still a child, so it is normal for her not to be able to distinguish the sound of thunder.
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
Another burst of thunder came.
This time it was louder than before, quite thunderous.
This time Bai Dazhuang heard it clearly, it was indeed thunder.
"Sister, it's really thunder." Bai Dazhuang held Xiao Fuyuan's hand with excitement on his face.
Everyone in the village ran out, and the victims who were placed in the wheat field also stopped spreading wheat straw.
Everyone listened attentively and looked up at the sky.
The setting sun took away the last trace of light, but there was no cloud in the entire sky, and there seemed to be a touch of purple-red clouds over the mountains where the setting sun was hidden.
"It's thundering!"
"It's thundering!"
The elder brother, Sanlang, Zhao Xiaogui and several other children were jumping and shouting loudly on the wheat field.
The children of Shenshu Village did not have any particular feelings about the famine. After all, children of this generation have had good weather since they were born. Although they do not eat meat often, they have no problem eating enough. Even though Dalang Sanlang and Lao Bai's family were very poor when they were little, they could still make a full meal. Not to mention that after little Fuyuan was born, Lao Bai's family only had to eat meat for three days.
So these children have no idea about famine at all.
Therefore, the victims of the disaster living in Qingyang County in Shenshu Village, especially the skinny half-year-old children, shocked Dalang and others too much.
They were afraid that one day Shenshu Village would be as famine-ridden as Qingyang County, and they would have to follow the adults to flee the famine, without food or water, and would be bitten by wild dogs.
It's too awful!
Therefore, when children like Dalang heard the thunder, they were extremely excited. In their simple understanding, thunder means rain.
"Little aunt, is it going to rain?" Dalang asked Xiao Fuyuan loudly.
"It may not rain." Bai Dazhuang sighed first.
"Dad, why? Wasn't it thundering?" Dalang asked doubtfully.
"It's all thunder but no rain." Bai Dazhuang said with a frown.
The other villagers nodded.
"What do you children know? There are no dark clouds in the sky, so thunder is of no use." Aunt Hu shook her head, and it seemed that her joy was in vain again.
"There are sunsets in the west. I have never seen colorful clouds and rain at the same time." The village chief's wife shook her head.
Zhao Xiaogui had a different opinion. He retorted: "Not necessarily. Aunt Xiao Yuanbao said it was going to rain today, so it means it is going to rain."
"Yes, little aunt."
Xiao Fuyuan looked at Zhao Xiaogui's eager eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, it's going to rain."
If Xiao Fuyuan said this before, everyone would believe it.
But today I am skeptical.
"I'm afraid Xiao Yuanbao's words won't work now. Ah Zhen offended God and the Dragon King this morning. It's raining, what the hell." An old man shook his head and said.
"Azhen is not afraid. His family has a big business, so he can't be hungry no matter what. It's different for us. We only depend on God for food." The old man shook his head, sighed and walked away.
Bai Dazhuang handed the quilts, clean clothes and some food from home to the couple among the victims.
Perhaps because the couple had a girl with them, the Bai family sympathized more.
"Your daughter is too young. She can't digest steamed buns now. This is the fried noodles I made for my sister. It's very nourishing with sesame and sugar." Bai Dazhuang handed the young couple a big package, and then handed it to They got a water bag with a pacifier and said, "This is the water bag my sister used when she was a child. If you use this to feed your daughter, don't spill it."
The young couple took it, almost kowtowing again, and kept shouting thank you.
The daughter in their arms may have had enough to eat, and her spirit was completely different from that of the day. Her big eyes were gleaming, her little hands were arched, and she said in a sweet voice to the big white boy, "Uncle, thank you."
Xiao Fuyuan took out a handful of candies from his pocket and handed them to the little girl. He also took out a headband and two red hair flowers and handed them to the little girl.
The little girl smiled sweetly at Xiao Fuyuan.
Bai Dazhuang said: "You girls are a lucky person."
It doesn't mean you are lucky enough to be favored by your sister, then you will definitely be blessed by your sister.
"Thank you, thank you." The young couple burst into tears with excitement.
"You have to take your daughter with you no matter how hard the life is. You will have a good life in the future." Bai Dazhuang thought for a while and said.
When he was a child, he escaped with the white wooden boards, and many families chose to sell their daughters along the way.
Bai Dazhuang was worried that if the couple were forced to betray their daughter, they would betray their daughter.
The young couple listened and understood what Bai Dazhuang meant, and hurriedly said: "Brother Bai, don't worry, our daughter is the treasure of our family, and she will never let go of her even if she dies."
Bai Dazhuang nodded and said, "Anyone who values their daughter will have a good future."
"Is this the village owner Furong?" The old man who was the leader of the victims came over and asked Xiao Fuyuan tremblingly.
Bai Dazhuang smiled and said: "Old man, this is my sister, the head of Fulong Township."
The old man cried excitedly and said: "We heard on the road that the Lord Furong of Shenshu Village is the most blessed and spiritual. It is thanks to the protection of Lord Furong that we have enough to eat today."
The old man was about to kneel down as he spoke, and other villagers followed suit and knelt down on the ground.
The young couple knelt down while letting the daughter in their arms kowtow.
Xiao Fuyuan: "..."
Bai Dazhuang and other villagers in Shenshu Village worked hard to help the victims up.
"Just now, Village Master Furong said it would rain. No one believed it, but I believe it." The old man looked at little Fuyuan with shining eyes and said unhurriedly, "Because Village Master Furong has great blessings, and because of God's The villagers of Shucun are all kind people."
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
Waves of thunder came.
The victims were resettled in the village and returned home one after another.
After finishing dinner, Xiao Fuyuan stood on the porch, raised her head and looked at the sky, and murmured: "It should rain."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark cloud rolled in and covered the crescent of the moon.
Soon there were strong winds, lightning and thunder, and then heavy rain poured down.
