Several bursts of thunder resounded across the sky, shocking the Lin family.
"It's thundering! Is it thundering?"
Lin Silang looked at the sky excitedly and saw another loud thunder, like a firecracker exploding in his ears.
"It's really thundering! It's going to rain, it's going to rain!"
"There is water to drink, there is water to drink!"
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Several boys jumped up and down around the wooden cart and rolled happily in the mud.
Mrs. Lin looked at the sky and shook her head. Her sons and daughters-in-law were not surprised, and there was no unnecessary emotion on her face.
"It won't necessarily rain in a drought," Mr. Lin grabbed his eldest son and stood up, patting the dust off his body. "It has to be windy and dark clouds before the rain can fall."
When the young men heard this, they suddenly wilted like a cabbage hit by frost.
Lin Laoer frowned: "Thundering on a sunny day is not a good sign. Could another disaster happen?"
Zhao Ruoxia followed the team all the way. She was thirsty and hungry. She didn't drink half of the rice porridge last night. All of it went into the belly of the third daughter and a few brats. She had no place to vent her anger. She had no chance to vent her anger. It's about to happen.
"I just said don't pick up children on the road. Who knows whether it is a blessing or a curse. We have been walking well all the way. Since I met this girl, there is no millet, no water, and even the wolves and hens we have hunted. Killing people, what is this if not a disaster star?"
"Shut up!" Mrs. Lin glared at Zhao Ruoxia and yelled loudly, "You have lived for decades after all, but you are as narrow-minded as a needle. You call an unweaned baby a disaster. Your conscience is eaten by a dog. Do you act like an elder?"
Zhao Ruoxia felt that she was not wrong at all, so she held her mouth and complained: "If she were not a disaster star, would it be possible for a sunny day to cause thunder?"
Mrs. Zheng's eyes were red, and she rushed forward to argue with her: "My daughter is not a disaster star!"
Zhao Ruoxia knew that the third brother-in-law was a soft persimmon, so she was not afraid at all: "From the third brother's family, you just picked up a child and brought it back to be your daughter. Have you asked the whole family for their opinion? If the family's rations are reduced by one bite, the whole family will not be able to eat enough. How can you still If you want to feed it to outsiders, the Lao Lin family can't risk the lives of the whole family just to satisfy your wish, right?"
Lin Laoer grabbed his wife's clothes and advised her to stop talking.
Zhao Ruoxia waved her arm and uttered harsh words: "You want me to accept this stinky girl and take back my words that she is not a disaster star, unless it is windy or rainy right now!"
As soon as these words came out, Boss Lin and his wife Zhang were the first to speak.
"Second brother and sister, don't be such a bully. It hasn't rained for several months this summer. What you said is too much!"
"Yes, if it doesn't rain and can be blamed on the children, then when you married into the Lin family, most of the rice in the field was eaten by locusts. Can we also say that you were a disaster star?"
Zhao Ruoxia was so angry that her nose became crooked, and she glared at Mrs. Zhang fiercely. The atmosphere was tense for a moment.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the plains and filled the sky with loess.
The temperature suddenly dropped, the scorching heat dissipated instantly, and the sound of Lin Tianfu's milky milk could be heard.
"Look! The clouds in the sky have turned dark!"
Everyone looked up. The sun was still blazing just now, and the temperature was so hot that it wanted to cook people. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and black clouds rolled in from the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
Lin Laosan's cheeks felt cold, and he stretched out his hand to brush the raindrops on his face. His voice was trembling: "It's... it's raining! It's really raining!"
The whole family prayed to the Dragon King every day to send down rain, and even though they tried to talk to each other, there was no effect at all. After picking up the little girl, they immediately summoned the rain god. Who would dare to say that his girl is a disaster star in the future? This is obviously auspiciousness from heaven. , a lucky star that is rare in a century!
Mrs. Zheng thought the same thing. She straightened her back, glared at Zhao Ruoxia coldly, took the daughter from Mrs. Lin's arms, and kissed her heavily on the forehead.
Good boy, I really cheer up my mother!
It started to rain lightly in the sky, and the whole family was immersed in the ecstasy of the rain after a long drought. They wished that the water in the lake would rise quickly, and the men would jump into the water and take a dip.
The brats opened their mouths, hoping that the rain would fall harder and moisten their dry throats.
People fleeing the famine on the road hugged each other and cried. Some even knelt in the rain and kowtowed, saying everything from the Jade Emperor's thanks to the Queen's gift...
Only Zhao Ruoxia couldn't help but muttered: "Damn it, this little girl is so lucky!"
Mrs. Zhang brushed Zhao Ruoxia's shoulder as she passed by, causing her to stagger a step forward. She stepped forward and teased Xiangyun, saying, "Our girl is blessed with her own blessings. She is born with good luck, and she is not lucky as others say!"
Xiangyun chuckled, clenched her fists and kicked her calves, smiling broadly at the uncle who was protecting her.
This smile made Mrs. Zhang's heart melt, "Ouyou, be good, let me hug you quickly. My mother wanted to kiss you last night. Your mother looked at you with the same eyes. You can't say anything today." You have to let me kiss you.”
Madam Zheng smiled and handed over the swaddling clothes. Madam Zhang was careful not to touch the baby bump. Speaking of which, she had given birth to two sons. She was as nervous as if she was holding a baby for the first time.
"She is still better than a girl, softer than a boy, and more fragrant than a boy."
Xiangyun's face turned red and he sniffed hard with his little nose. He hadn't taken a bath since he was born. How could it smell good? The uncle lied to the child!
"Okay, give me the baby. The newborn baby can't be blown by the wind. When she recovers, you can hold her. I don't know when the rain will stop. Why don't you quickly take out the earthen pot to collect water." "
Mrs. Lin gave the order, and the daughters-in-law quickly took action. Xiangyun returned to Mrs. Lin's hand, and she held an old oil-paper umbrella above her head.
Her little eyes were rolling, her brows were furrowed and her face was full of thoughts. How could she drink the rainwater, especially the rainwater after a long drought? The bacteria seriously exceeded the standard. If she drank it, her life would be in danger. Vomiting and diarrhea were common.
Xiangyun gathered his energy, returned to the infirmary, turned on the faucet, and used his mind to transfer the tap water to several earthen jars under the wheelbarrow. They were all filled to the brim, not intending to leave any chance for the Lin family to catch the rainwater.
Ms. Zheng took out the pottery urn from under the car with one hand. Unexpectedly, the urn was so heavy that she almost fell down due to the force.
It's strange, why is the empty can so heavy?
Zhang was very strong, so she took out the earthen jar and weighed it in her hands. She also noticed something was wrong: "Hey? The weight is wrong. Is there something in it?"
Mrs. Lin was originally looking at her sons and grandsons running wildly not far away, as well as Zhao Ruoxia who was lazily grabbing water and wiping her face. When she heard the voice, she turned her head.
"If you open it and take a look, you'll know that some brats may have stuffed mud in it to play with."
Mrs. Zhang glared at her little son who was playing foolishly in the mud not far away: "It must be Tianfu who did it. Let's see if I can't whip him when I turn around..." After a "bang", the cork on the jar was removed, and Zhang His words were stuck in his throat, and his mouth could be opened wide enough to hold an egg.
"It's not mud, it's water...Mom, Mr. Zhu, look at it, it's such clear water!"
Zheng was startled and quickly opened the pottery urn in her arms. It was also filled with a large urn of water, so clear that figures could be reflected on it.
"Here, what's going on? When I packed up the pottery jar last night, it wasn't there."
Dried rushes, sudden wind and rain, clear water appearing out of thin air... unexpected and strange things come together one after another. One or two times can be said to be coincidences, but how to explain one after another?
Mrs. Lin looked down at her granddaughter. The little baby in her arms had her eyes closed tightly, as if she was already asleep, but her little eyelashes were trembling.
