Xiao Mu immediately got up and ran to Wan Rong's room, thinking of saying two words to Wan Rong fiercely, but he didn't expect to be killed by Wan Rong's eyes in an instant.

Leng Leng said to Xiao Mu, "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Mu immediately retreated, didn't dare to stay inside, and returned to the kitchen to look at the black smoke of firewood sulking alone.

Furious, he couldn't help but pick up a thick firewood and throw it into the fire, and the kitchen was instantly filled with dust.

This scene happened to be seen by Wan Rong, who came to make a fire, and immediately became furious, "Are you a god, what are you doing, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will whip you!"

Xiao Mu pouted and glanced at Wan Rong, wanting to lose his temper but afraid that Wan Rong would scold him, so he could only put everything away and remain silent.

However, it seems that Wan Vieng is also very angry, so he almost didn't do anything to himself.

pushed away Xiao Mu, who was standing, picked up the scattered firewood, and gathered it into the fire pit.

It's also strange to say, Xiao Mu didn't react for most of the day, but this Wanrong life exploded in an instant.

Could it be that the water vapor of the firewood had just been dried by Xiao Mu, and then Xiao Mu gave up when there was almost a trace of deflagration, otherwise how could Wanrong detonate with a little fire.

The rain outside the house was still very heavy, and the water droplets were dripping on the bluestone slab at the door, and the scattered water droplets were sprinkled on Xiao Mu's little feet, which was a little cool.

Looking down at the wet soil, it is not forbidden to use the toes to buckle the soil, and the ten fingers of both hands are clasped.

"Why don't you come to the fire, do you want to catch a cold? Wan Vieng's voice was loud, as if he was reprimanding himself.

He carried a wooden stool with a missing leg and placed it next to the fire, and sat down with his chin propped up in his hands, not daring to look at Wan Vieng.

In the kitchen of a few square meters, the two of them did not say anything, just stared at the flickering fire.

Gradually, the cold body began to become warmer, and drowsiness slowly crept into my heart, and I couldn't help but squint my eyes.

"Plop"

Suddenly, Xiao Mu fell backwards, but fortunately he reacted quickly, supported it with his hands, opened his eyes, and felt muddy and sleepy.

So he walked back to his room and slept quietly, without telling Wan Vieng where he was going.

At this time, the rain also decreased a little, but it was just a light rain.

And Zhang Laohan and Lao Fu, who were planting rice in the field, looked natural on the surface, and even a little happy.

But they were all so uncomfortable, and they were all thinking about a question, that is, whether Xiao Mu had arrived home, or whether there had been any accidents.

Damn the weather only stopped raining for a while, and then it got heavier and heavier.

There was already a flood in the humble river, not how big it was, but enough to wash away a normal adult.

The villagers moved their livestock and their clothes to the hillside to prevent them from being swept away by the floodwaters.

Naturally, it rained so hard that they couldn't continue to work, and they couldn't cross the river, so everyone had to take shelter from the rain on the hillside.

At that time, people were not very accustomed to using umbrellas, not to mention that it was expensive, mainly because it was inconvenient to do farm work, not suitable for carrying and easy to damage, in contrast, plastic film was a very good choice, which could be folded at will as needed.

Zhang Laohan sat on a large stone slab and smoked a dry cigarette, staring at the turbulent and turbid flood.

Thinking that Xiao Mu should also be home at this time, it has been so long, there should be no problem!

The old man hurriedly walked to Zhang Laohan's side wrapped in plastic film, and said hurriedly: "Lao Zhang, what should I do, I'm so worried about those two children, and I don't know what to do." ”

Zhang Laohan was silent, and to be honest, he couldn't say it himself, after all, he had seen too many things on this river.

"Whew~"

Spit out a thick smoke, disappeared with the wind, and said slowly: "No, don't worry, they should have arrived a long time ago." ”

The voice is small and not so firm.

The old man covered his chest with one hand, and from time to time he had to hammer twice, and the sound of breathing was so loud that the sound of the torrential rain could not be concealed.

Zhang Laohan got up and patted the old man on the back and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay, you can rest assured, how long will they go out before it rains." ”

But the more Zhang Laohan comforted the old man, the more sad he became, and he choked up and said: "I'm afraid that they will flood before they reach the intersection!"

Tears dripped down and I wiped my tears with my wet sleeves and choked up.

This god also seems to be against Zhang Laohan's family, every year is like this, there is no year when it does not rain, and this year's rain is extraordinarily heavy, and it lasts for a long time, it lasts for an afternoon.

It didn't stop until very late, and even if the rain stopped, Zhang Laohan and the others couldn't go home, and they had to wait for the flood water to recede before they could set foot on the way home.

……

Xiao Mu suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and felt very dark.

But he didn't get up, but looked for the voice of Zhang Laohan or Lao Fu, but he didn't hear it, because they hadn't arrived home at all.

So Xiao Mu began to panic and think wildly.

Zhang Laohan: Are they not coming back, are they swept away by the flood, otherwise why don't they come back, it's getting dark, why? If that's not the case, there's no reason not to come back.......

The more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and when I thought about it, I suddenly burst into tears.

Xiao Mu's cry reached the ears of Wan Rong, who was cooking in the kitchen, but at this time, Wan Rong was personally busy, how could he be in the mood to pay attention to Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu couldn't stop crying for a long time, and Wan Rong had no choice but to rush to Xiao Mu's room after returning some firewood and hugging Xiao Mu.

"What's wrong, what are you crying about, is it a nightmare?" Wan Rong asked while shaking Xiao Mu.

At this time, although Xiao Mu heard what Wan Rong said, she burst into tears in the depths of her feelings, and tried to open her mouth to tell Wan Rong, but she just couldn't speak.

Wan Rong comforted again and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, say it well." ”

After a long time, Xiao Mu finally said a few words, "Grandma...... Grandma, why haven't they come back yet, could it be that something happened? ”

Looking at the grief-stricken Xiao Mu, Wan Rong's mood also became heavy.

However, no matter how heavy the mood is, he is still an adult, so he has to calm down, so he said: "Don't cry, what is there to cry about, it will be fine, and I will be back in a while." ”

But how could Xiao Mu listen to it, the more Wan Rong comforted, the more he cried harder.

Wan Rong didn't have so much patience, so he threw Xiao Mu on the bed, "You just cry, keep crying, you don't listen to what I said will be fine, I don't bother to care about you." ”

Furious, he rushed back to the kitchen.

After a long time, Zhang Laohan finally returned home, heard Xiao Mu's cry, and rushed to Xiao Mu's room before he had time to dry the rain or change his clothes.

hugged Xiao Mu and said, "What are you crying about, what's wrong, my uncle bullied you!"

Seeing that it was Zhang Laohan, Xiao Mu gradually changed from crying to sobbing.

After some inquiry, he learned why Xiao Mu was crying, and Zhang Laohan left warm tears.