Lin Jiaming came home from school in the town's middle school, and as soon as he got home, the rain began to fall.

"Jiaming is back!" Yang Yuen came out of the bedroom and just saw Lin Jiaming enter the door. Her wrinkled face was carved with love.

"Yes, Grandma, is the meal ready? I'm a little hungry. In fact, outside the house, Lin Jiaming had already smelled the smell of meat. Every weekend when he came back, his grandparents would cook the bacon for him in advance. In their words, it was Lin Jiaming who didn't eat well at school and came back to make up for it.

"Come on, your grandfather is cooking meat, I'll cook some potato buns and eat." You can also bring some back to school!" After speaking, Yang Yuen walked briskly towards the kitchen, calling the old man who was adding firewood to the fire room as he walked.

"Hey, the fire is on the big one, the baby is back!"

Thanks to the kindness of his grandparents for many years, Lin Jiaming has long known their way of getting along. My grandfather's hearing was a little bad, and my grandmother basically relied on yelling to speak! He was used to it, and sometimes he even felt that this way was quite loving.

Lin Jiaming put away his schoolbag and walked into the fire room. Sitting next to my grandfather, I picked up a piece of baked potato flour bun from the basin and stuffed it directly into my mouth. Grandpa looked at him and smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost reached the corners of his eyes.

The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and the rain gathered on the roof and flowed down the roof, connecting the eaves into a line of water and stringing a beaded curtain.

After eating a few bites, Lin Jiaming suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the rain outside the window.

"What's wrong, is it salty?" Seeing that Lin Jiaming no longer ate steamed buns, Yang Yuen asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just remembered Ma Liang! Lin Jiaming's thoughts were brought to that year by the sound of the rain.

That year, Lin Jiaming and Ma Liang reached the age of 12 and went to the sixth grade. The dog had started school a year later than they did, but he was still sitting in the fifth-grade classroom.

In the winter of the first year, there was not a single snowfall, but it rained a lot. Lin Jiaming and Ma Liang, the children, all wore only a pair of cotton pants to survive the winter, and they knew that they would have to add several layers of autumn pants in the past winter. Adults say that next year's harvest will not be good. After all, "Ruixue Mega Year", don't talk about snow this winter, even if you can't see any snow.

The next year, however, the crops in the field were growing very well. The corn seedlings are as thick as they have never been, and the potatoes in the soil are also very rich. This made the adults in the village very happy.

However, things in the world are always blessed and bad.

That day, after school, Lin Jiaming, Ma Liang and Gouzi went home together.

"Jiaming, Ma Liang, when will this rain stop, it's been raining for a week!" the dog asked irritably. The dog's umbrella was leaking rain, and when he was about to get home, his shoulders and back were almost soaked with rain.

"I don't know, it should be soon! I've never rained continuously for so long! I don't stop in between!" Lin Jiaming turned a corner and looked at the sky obliquely, it was still thick with clouds.

"Ma Liang, what's wrong with you today? You're not usually like this!" Seeing that Ma Liang was a little distraught, the dog asked.

"No, it's okay!Jiaming, dog, I'm very grateful to you for carrying me back from the mountain that night!" Ma Liang's words were a little sad.

"What's wrong with you, aren't we good brothers!" Lin Jiaming patted Ma Liang on the shoulder.

"That's it, haven't the three of us always had a good relationship!" The dog also said with Lin Jiaming.

"Haha, that's it!" Ma Liang said with a smile, but there was still some sadness between his eyebrows. I guess he couldn't tell where this sadness came from at the time.

"I'm home! I'll see you tomorrow!" the dog walked to the fork in the road, turned around and said hello to Lin Jiaming and Ma Liang.

"Okay! Tomorrow bring some roasted potatoes! I'll bring some moldy tofu. Lin Jiaming said to the dog. After receiving the dog's affirmative reply, Lin Jiaming and Ma Liang continued to walk back.

The two walked to the fork in the road, and Ma Liang did not turn around to greet Lin Jiaming. After watching Ma Liang walk silently for a distance, Lin Jiaming shouted.

"Maleonn, come to my house at night, and I'll show you my new invention. The so-called "new invention" is Lin Jiaming's latest toy car. The body is made of yellow mud and dried in a stove, and the wheels are made of red-hot wire to seam together the caps of hanging bottles picked up outside the clinic.

"Oh, I don't know if I can come over in the evening!" Ma Liangtou didn't come back.

Lin Jiaming always felt that Ma Liang was a little weird today. Usually such a cheerful person, now so depressed. However, Lin Jiaming didn't think much about it, after all, his stomach had already begun to protest.

When he got home, Yang Yuen began to ask Lin Jiaming to eat. Baked potato buns, plus sun-dried green beans boiled bacon. The smell of meat made Lin Jiaming's mouth water.

Outside, it was pouring rain, and the rain was hitting the leaves of the Tsubaki and palm trees, crackling and crackling, which was more lively than setting off firecrackers during the New Year.

Inside the house, Lin Jiaming gulped into the bun and drank the broth. Yang Yuen kept putting the cured lean meat in his bowl.

"Godmother, something is wrong, something is wrong!" Ma Liang's mother ran in crying, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears running down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?, you speak slowly!" Yang Yuen hurriedly put down his chopsticks and stood up and asked.

"The house, the house is collapsing!" Ma Liang's mother's words were almost squeezed out of her throat.

"What? The house collapsed, did anyone get hurt?" Lin Jiaming stood up suddenly, swallowed the potato flour bun that he hadn't had time to chew in his mouth, and almost choked.

"Maleonn...... Ma Liang is still inside!Godmother, please save him!" Ma Liang's mother knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

As soon as he heard this, Lin Jiaming went out with a hoe and went straight to Ma Liang's house. The rain still has no intention of stopping, due to the heavy rain for several days, the ravine that usually only trickles down is like a flood breaking through the embankment at this time, rolling up the dim yellow sediment in front of Lin Jiaming.

"Ma Liang, hold on, I'm here to save you!" Lin Jiaming stood on this side of the ravine, where Ma Liang's home was already only a piece of rubble, and the mud flowing down from the back mountain had flooded most of the rubble.

Lin Jiaming first threw the hoe to the opposite bank, then took a few steps back, and jumped towards the opposite side with all his might. As soon as they arrived on the other side, the hoe that had just been thrown away did not know where to go. Lin Jiaming didn't think much about it, and directly started to planing by hand!

"Ma Liang, hold on, hold on, brother!" Lin Jiaming shouted as he planed, hoping that Ma Liang, who was drowning in rubble and yellow mud, would hear his voice.

Lin Jiaming worked hard to plan, but only opened a small pit. And for the mud that keeps pouring in from the back mountains, his ability is almost negligible.

"Maleonn...... Ma Liang, hold on to me! Ma Liang ......."