Boulder 2

Legend has it that after Pangu opened up space, everything in the world just had space, and the flesh on his body was decomposed and transformed into everything in the world, and the part of his body with the most powerful vitality was transformed into a body like Pangu, and he also inherited part of the divine power, helping the newly formed world to establish order, so it was called 'god' by their descendants.

'Cloud' is the first generation of human beings in this world, who is in charge of the work of 'collecting clouds and rain', and travels to various regions of the earth all year round, making him feel a sense of loneliness and deformed happiness all year round.

Two days before the boulder was toppled down, 'Cloud' had been told that it was time for the villages and towns upstream to rain, and although there was no shortage of water in this place, there was no shortage of water in this place, but it had not rained for more than two months, and if it was a few days later it would be exactly three months, which was not allowed, and he needed to rain heavily on the moon at the latest on the third day when the moon reached the center of the sky.

During these three days, he tried his best to collect the moisture of the earth to fill the dark clouds, but he never let the rain fall, he waited, waited for a heavy rain that had never been seen before, and the dark cloud would blow them away when a drop of rain went down. "Clouds" have always liked the mighty rain, the drizzle on the body is not painful and not interesting, what is rain, the raindrops as big as stones and the huge lightning can immediately scare all the creatures on the earth back to their homes. Years of loneliness have given him great enthusiasm and pleasure in his work.

On the day the boulder rolled down, he saw several young beings on a hill pushing a boulder dozens of times larger than them at the head of the cloud, he didn't know why they did it, he just looked at it curiously, and the dark clouds automatically gathered.

The boulder moved, and he was moved by the direction of the boulder's roll with the shout of 'the inhabitants of the upper villages' to declare the direction of the white boulder rolling down with the purpose of the young man.

The rain started to fall, and he was going to stop it, even if it didn't rain here for three months. The col where the boulder is stuck is only piled up with mud, and when the rain continues, the boulder will roll, and the 'upstream villagers' who have not yet returned home will be crushed by the boulder.

He used the wind to blow the dark clouds that had formed 'flakes' and 'blocks', and the dark clouds that had not been managed during this time could not be blown away, and the huge rain that had gathered in the dark clouds was about to pour out like hornets that were 'nested' by buckets, and the 'clouds' only blew their positions as best they could, but the position of the boulder was not the center of the rain, and the rain fell only to delay the time when people returned home.

The center of the clouds was blown to the north, 'in the direction of the lower villages,' where stone-sized rain fell, and lightning and wind broke the trees and the roofs of the houses in the town, and floods also flooded the area, and when the people from the upper reaches came the next day to ask for an explanation, they had to go home.

Some of the people in the downstream towns were still busy in the fields, and the unknown rain instantly wet their clothes, and the roads they often walked became mud puddles, and people could only scatter to find sheltered caves.

Huang Yun's father was also wet from the rain when he was secretly tracking Huang Yun, but he didn't care about where to hide from the rain, so he had to bring Huang Yun two coats from home, otherwise how would she go home in a while, and Huang Yun was the only one left in his life.

When he got the coat at home, he ran to the small river in the south of Huang Yun, the rain from his hair always wanted to drill into his eyes, and the dirt road that was soft by the rain also formed a mud puddle under his step by step, and naturally his pants were all glued with earthy yellow mud, but the heat generated when he ran made him forget the cold caused by the rain in his clothes.

'Daddy, why are you here?' Huang Yun felt that he had hidden his steamed buns and vegetable plates in the stone hole beside him.

Huang Yun sat under a pergola by the river, and when she felt the rain, she had already walked quickly to this place to take shelter from the rain, and the people of the town often came to this river to fetch water, and I don't know who built a pergola in this place for people to rest, and Huang Yun was used to fishing in this place.

'Let you take a cloak with you when you leave, if you don't listen, see how you go back later.' Here, put it on quickly, this pergola is really not strong and leaks rain. ’

'Daddy, you're all wet. Huang Yun saw that the thin robe on his father's body was dripping like freshly washed clothes that had not been wrung out, and his nose couldn't help but feel sour.

'Why don't you know how to put on your cloak before you come here, what if you have tuberculosis like my mother?' ’

I'll go and make a fire, and I'll warm it first. Huang Yun took the wood left over from eating the grilled fish in the pavilion two days ago, lit it with flint, and asked his father to take off his wet clothes and wring them out, so that he could warm his body by roasting the fire.

'Bang'

'What sound?'

"It's nothing, Dad, don't suffer from tuberculosis, my mother always hallucinates when she leaves, Dad" said and was about to cry.

'Girl, it's okay, it's okay, I guess my dad heard it wrong, my father's body is good, it's okay. ’

When Huang Yun and his father were sheltering from the rain in the pergola by the river, in the upper reaches of the river, huge boulders had fallen to firmly block the flood that had been diverted by people downstream in order to disperse the flood.

The river, which was thought to be wide, could not receive more water, and the excess water rushed to the rest of the shore in an attempt to occupy its position.

'The flood, the flood, the girl's flood came. ’

'Daddy, don't be scared... Run, Dad, run, the flood is coming. Huang Yun grabbed his father's hand and was about to run to the village, but his father's body bowed to the building, and the habit of walking slowly all year round made the muscles in his legs no longer develop, and Huang Yun's fat body was not very fast, seeing that the flood was about to bite them.

'Huang Yun, you go up the tree'

'Dad, you go first'

'Nonsense, you're so fat, how can you go up when I go up? Huang Yun could not resist his father, and stepped on his father's back to climb the thickest tree they could see.

As in many stories, before his father could climb the tree, before Huang Yun's legs actually climbed the branches, the flood had already come, slapping his father and rushing him into the distance.

'Dad' Huang Yun looked at her father who was swept away by the flood, and shouted loudly that she had accidentally fallen from the branch, but her hand grabbing in the air made her hug the trunk of the branch.

'I'm fine. One of the trunks of a tree that had been broken by the flood was stuck in the trunks of the other two trees, and Huang Yun's father also grabbed the trunk with his hand, but the trunk always seemed to be faintly about to be broken by the flood again, Huang Yun's father tried to stand on the top and climb up the big tree that blocked the trunk, but he failed, the root system of this big tree was not developed, it was washed up directly from the roots by the flood, and what was left for Huang Yun seemed to be left by his father who was scratched by the debris in the water, bloodstains.

If the story ends here, and Huang Yun will be like her father, living a diligent life, growing old, and living for the sake of the child, then 'I' (villain) will not appear, and the story I told before will be gone, which is also the beginning of another story, this story is also called love, and maybe it can also be called pity.