The days went on like this, until one day, someone who didn't know where he came from!

At noon that day, the weather was sweltering, and thick cumulonimbus clouds gathered in piles, as if to form a huge lid and simmer everything in the land. Under this cover, Old Man Hu was stepping up weeding in the field.

"Daddy, I'm passing by here, I'm thirsty, can I finish begging for water?" A young man passing by, wearing a peaked cap, and the brim of the hat was pulled so low that he couldn't see the face under the brim.

"I still have to hoe the ground, you pour it yourself, it's right there!" Old man Hu pointed to the teapot and bowl not far away.

"Thank you, Daddy!" the young man walked over to the teapot and poured several bowls of water into his own pocket, all of which he drank cleanly.

"Ah~ It's been relieved!I'm so sorry, Dad, I've finished your tea......" The young man wiped his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief, his tone still hadn't changed much, and even if he drank water, his face never leaked out from under the brim of his hat.

"It's okay, just a few bowls of water...... This day, I'm afraid it's going to rain in a while!" Old man Hu straightened up and looked at the sky, the cumulonimbus clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the patches were getting bigger and bigger, only a few places in the west showed a little bit of blue.

"Thank you, then......" said the young man turned away from the field and walked down the hill.

"If Chun'er hadn't gone to the field to deliver food to Hu Da at that time, if it had rained early that day, the rest would not have happened!" Mo Huai wiped his tears, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and he choked up several times halfway. But the inquiring Min J, while listening, comforted and poured water.

"Dad, it's time to eat!" Hu Chun'er ran to the ground, and while brushing his pigtails, he pouted and called Old Man Hu to eat. And her voice attracted the attention of the young man who had already walked to the main road.

"What's the matter, the girl is still talking to her father, isn't it?" Old man Hu put the hoe on his shoulder, looked at the sky, and glanced at the ground that had not yet been hoeed.

"There are quite a few!" Old Man Hu sighed, walked a few steps in the field with his hoe, bent down to pick up the teapot, and walked towards his house with his body bent. The tea bowl was buckled on the spout of the pot, and Old Man Hu didn't take a step, just swaying and making a "clang" sound.

"Old man Hu, your land will never be finished!" Hu Chun said to the old man Hu who walked towards him in the tone of the sixth mother. After speaking, he "giggled" and laughed non-stop, walked up while laughing, and took the hoe from the old man Hu's shoulder.

"You ghost girl, do you talk to your dad like that?" Old man Hu raised his head, and there were as many ravines on his face as there were ravines on the hills that had been washed away by the rain. The skin of the whole face was tanned by the sun, and only those eyes were clear and clean into the water, even if there was occasional wind and sand here, even if there was no large oasis here.

"You old bearded man, do you say that about your daughter?" Hu Chun thrust his hand into his waist, and learned from the sixth mother well.

The young man was now on the road, looking at the father and daughter here. No one noticed the eerie smile on his face.

"You ghost girl, you are like this now, see who dares to ask you in the future!" Old man Hu said that Hu Chun couldn't do it, so he began to talk about it, and he also knew that Hu Chun was the most annoyed by him saying this, every time she said this, she stomped her feet and ran home.

"Old man Hu, you old stubborn!Hmph~ Ignore you......" Hu Chun really stomped his feet and ran towards home quickly.

As soon as he took two steps, Hu Chun stopped, turned around and trotted to Old Man Hu's side, bent down to look at Old Man Hu, his two watery eyes dripping and rolling.

"What are you doing, haven't you seen your father?" the old man grinned, and the upturned corners of his mouth squeezed out more furrows on that black face.

"Old man Hu, old stubborn, you can carry it back slowly! I'll go to Brother Liuzi and them, and I won't be with you, the old man's mother-in-law!" After speaking, Hu Chun took the hoe off his shoulder, put it on Old Man Hu's shoulder, threw the two braids behind him, and ran towards home with a jump.

"This girl...... Hey, I'm old, my old man can't keep people!" Looking at the back of Hu Chun's departure, Old Man Hu's mouth became even bigger.

Old man Hu returned home with a hoe, put away the hoe and kettle, walked to the kitchen, and when he opened the lid of the silver-white pot, a smell mixed with the sweetness of steamed buns and the fragrance of stir-fried vegetables overflowed in the room along the steam.

Old man Hu brought the steamed buns and vegetables to the table and began to eat. To say that Hu Chun's cooking skills are really good. Ever since her mother died, he had loved her so much that he hardly let her do any work. In the past ten years, his father has worked in the fields, and his daughter has cooked at home, which has also saved him a lot of worry.

Old man Hu had just eaten a few bites when he heard a noise coming from behind the house, and it was getting closer and closer to his house.

"Is it raining...... Old Man Hu muttered to himself, stood up and glanced at the ground outside the house, it was still as dry as when he got home. Seeing that it didn't rain, it probably was a conflict between the two families. It is normal for the villagers to occasionally have conflicts because of some chickens and dogs. Old man Hu didn't think much about it anymore and continued to eat.

"Uncle, your Hu Chun...... Something happened to your Hu Chun!" Old man Hu was about to take a sip of water, when a young man from the village ran over out of breath, leaned on the door frame, and shouted at him.

"What?" Old man Hu wrapped steamed buns in his mouth, and held a water bowl on his mobile phone, his mind was blank because of the news of this young man!

"Hu Chun'er, your Hu Chun'er, something happened!" the visitor repeated again.

"Where?" Old man Hu swallowed the steamed bun that had not yet been chewed and stood up suddenly!

"It's at Sheep's Horn Pass!" the breathing of the visitor finally eased a little, walked through the gate, and dragged the old man Hu out.

When Old Man Hu arrived, a group of people gathered around the col of Sheephorn Pass, pointing and discussing.

"Come, let me go, Uncle Hu is here. The young man named Old Man Hu pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and pulled Old Man Hu into the crowd. The people in the crowd were also pointing and pointing, and occasionally there were one or two discussions, which were immediately interrupted by the people next to them, and all the people looked at Old Man Hu in unison as if they had received instructions.

Old man Hu walked through the dense crowd and finally came to the middle, but the scene in front of him made his eyes dark.

Hu Chun's eyes bulged widely, the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had not dried yet. Although I don't know who covered her with a piece of clothing, I can also know what she has experienced from her messy hair, untidy collar and snow-white calves.

Just when Old Man Hu's eyes were dark, and he fainted in the arms of the young man who notified him, and the people around him pinched and neutralized the tiger's mouth, the sky exploded. A bolt of lightning broke the silence, and the crowd began to disperse, leaving only a dozen helpers behind.

After the thunderbolt, a strong wind struck, and the people could not open their eyes, but blew the earth all over the ground.

"Crackling ......"

It's raining!