Let's also say that Hua Bo didn't go out that day because of the rain, and the mountain roads were slippery, so it was useless to go up to the mountains to work. Had to stay at home.
When it was getting dark, I suddenly saw a person standing at the door. This person had disheveled hair, wet body, and pale face. At first glance, he looked quite scary. There was nowhere to go, otherwise, this person might not stay in front of Uncle Hua's house, because there was a vicious dog in front of the house, which barked at visitors from time to time, and was extremely scary.
It's raining heavily outside, and the roar of the long river can be heard clearly. If this continues, in a few days, the deserted village will be a vast ocean again. Uncle Hua was a little scared when he thought about this. If the river flooded his rice fields by the river, it would be almost impossible to harvest anything. The house was flooded, which was the second best thing. At worst, they moved to a temple, and no one would die.
The sky was dim, Aunt Hua and Xiao Hua had already fallen asleep, but Uncle Hua was the only one sitting alone in the main room, looking quite sad. No, let's just kneel down in the hall, burn incense and pray, asking for God's blessing so that the flood will not drown the only remaining property we have. As for whether this prayer will be effective, it is still unknown, but at least if you do this, you will get a little comfort in your heart.
In the long river, someone fell into the water, but the people in the deserted village dared not look at it, let alone rescue them. Otherwise, they would not be able to save the person who fell into the water, and his soul would be taken away by the deceased. Therefore, Uncle Hua stayed in his house. Even though he heard such a shrill scream, he did not dare to go out. The rain was really heavy.
Although the house is dilapidated, it can still keep out the rain. As for Xiaohua and her daughter, they were sleeping soundly to the sound of rain, having sweet dreams. Thinking of this, Uncle Hua showed a faint smile. This is all he can do for their mother and daughter in this life.
Before going to sleep, Hua Bo still had to pee. Although it was raining heavily outside, he could not change his habit of peeing in the corner of the patio. Otherwise, he would not feel so sweet when he fell asleep. Then the door of the house was opened, and a gust of wind came in. Along with this gust of wind, there were also the roars of people in the deserted village, "The dragon has climbed up from the long river, run away."
Hearing this, Hua Bo was a little scared, but as he was dragging his family with him, there was no way to escape. The only solution was to fight to the death if Changlong dared to break into his house. Hua Bo entered the house at this time and held a long knife. Once he discovered the invasion of the dragon, he would immediately kill it without mercy. For Xiao Hua and Aunt Hua, it can be said that Uncle Hua would not hesitate even if he lost his life.
However, when I opened the door and looked outside, I couldn't see anything. Gradually, in the darkness, I vaguely saw a person standing. This man is desolate, lonely, and helpless. I don’t know where he comes from. Why does he stay in front of his house when it gets dark? Is this place his home?
"Who is here? He dares to act like a ghost and scare people. Will he die?" Uncle Hua roared. Although he didn't have much strength, for the sake of his own home, what else should he be afraid of in this fashion?
"Uncle, it's me." The visitor said in a low voice.
"Prince?" Uncle Hua looked at the visitor and said, "Why are you here?"
"I came to see you, but on the way here, my horse was accidentally eaten by a dragon in the river, and all my rain gear was destroyed. This led to this embarrassing situation, which made you laugh." The prince said, his face was quite haggard. , which made Uncle Hua feel a little distressed when he saw it. This was his daughter’s future husband, how could he become like this!
"Come in." Uncle Hua lit the lamp and woke up Xiaohua, preparing to let Xiaohua and the prince get together alone.
The prince came in. He was quite restrained and his whole body was trembling. He didn't know what happened.
"Can you give me something to eat?" The prince opened his mouth and said this.
"Okay, I'll get it for you." Uncle Hua left these words and went into the kitchen. Soon, he placed the fried vegetables in front of the prince.
There were already three or four large dishes, including meat and vegetables, but when the prince looked at them, he felt that they were not enough for him.
"That's all?" asked the prince, worried about having nothing to eat.
"You eat first, and I'll cook it after you finish. Although our family is not rich, eating is certainly not a problem." Uncle Hua said very proudly, "Are you going to drink?"
"There's no need for wine, as long as we have food." The prince said while eating. At this time, due to carelessness, he even choked. After Hua Bo beat him for a while, he recovered.
Such a big pot of rice, the prince ate it up in a hurry from time to time. After eating, he even licked the pot, which made Uncle Hua dislike him a little. Fortunately, it was not Shaoqiu, otherwise, Uncle Hua might Going to hit someone. Not only did he lick the pot, but he also licked all the finished dishes.
"You are so frugal." Hua Bo looked at the prince and said, but thinking that this might be a wise king of a generation, not like those arrogant and extravagant people, unconsciously, his face became less ugly and his mood gradually became more comfortable.
"That's right. Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is hard work? Why don't you save some?" The prince said. After saying this, he saw a grain of rice falling on the ground, so he picked it up and treated it as a flower uncle. Put the noodles into his mouth and eat it.
"Do you want tea?" Hua Bo asked when he saw that the prince had finished eating. "I have a good Longjing at home. Do you want to try it? It tastes very good."
"What?" said the prince. "Tea?"
"Yes," said Uncle Hua, "haven't you drunk it?"
"Well," the prince said vaguely, "No need, just give him some water."
"That's not possible. How can we drink raw water? If we drink it, wouldn't we have diarrhea?" Uncle Hua said, then he stood up, went into the kitchen, and soon took a dip in a good Longjing, respectfully The land was placed before the prince.
"Drink." Uncle Hua said, with such a bright smile on his face, thinking that he could catch this prince for his own little flower.
"No, why does it still smell like this?" The prince took a sip and felt that he was not used to it, so he spurted out all the fine Longjing wine in his mouth without any regrets, splashing the juice all over Uncle Hua's body.
"This tea is like this, why can't I get used to it? It's true." Uncle Hua sighed, wiping the tea on himself while saying this. For the happiness of the little flower, there is nothing he can do, and he can't bear the pain. What kind of.
After the prince had eaten and drank enough, he no longer wanted to stay in Uncle Hua's house for a long time, and he didn't care about the heavy rain outside. He said goodbye to Uncle Hua and left. The heavy rain kept falling on him, and soon it made him look like a drowned rat, which made Hua Bo Shang feel a little distressed.
"Why don't you hold an umbrella? It's raining so hard?" Uncle Hua looked at the prince and said.
"No need, I'm not afraid of rain. When the rain falls on me, it doesn't touch me, so I'm not afraid of getting wet." The prince said.
"That's it, what a weirdo!" Uncle Hua shook his head and said this, but maybe he has his own reasons for being a prince. Otherwise, how could he be a prince?
Seeing that the prince had gone away, Hua Bo could no longer stand at the door of the house. At this time, he closed the door with a bang, and the deserted village became silent for a while, and the only sound of the heavy rain could be heard. And in the long river, the roaring flood is still roaring between the heaven and the earth, destroying everything with its overwhelming force.
