A burst of rolling thunder passed, and the rain fell down, and the official road suddenly turned over the dust on their horses, but soon the rain and fog were clouded.

There are constantly people who are sheltering from the rain in the grandmother's temple on the side of the road rushing in, so that every commotion in the already crowded hall, because there are too many people, the temple is small, many people have to stand under the eaves, the rain splashes all over the body, curses, and the noise between pushing and shoving sounded from time to time.

Compared with the people outside, the people inside the temple are much happier.

There is even a fire in the hearth, this is a small square hollow brick carving wine warming stove, a girl wearing a cloth shirt and skirt is carefully warming the wine on the stove, the aroma of the wine quickly dispersed, so that more people can see it.

"Good wine"

Someone else said.

But all this did not disturb the maiden who warmed the wine, and she quickly picked up the flask, put a small iron plate on it, and took out four pastries from the box beside her and put them on it, and then carried the flask to the Buddha statue.

Only then did everyone see that there was still a donkey cart parked there.

Those who came in were blessed for a long time, and even the donkeys were not exposed to the rain.

"Lady, the rice wine is ready." The girl said, pouring a glass.

The curtain of the car was lifted slightly, one hand stretched out, and the fingertips were faintly under the wide sleeves, and he took the wine cup and lowered the curtain.

The girl turned around, and the warm pastry on the stove began to smell burnt.

"What's so delicious about this?" The person standing nearby couldn't help but ask, looking at the small square scroll of yellowish, white and tender red hearts on the iron plate.

Just looking at it is fascinating.

"Grandpa." A four- or five-year-old girl sitting at the Buddha table couldn't help but shout anymore, her fingers had been in her mouth for a while, and her sparkling eyes never left the small iron plate.

She was leaning on an old man, in a brown robe, with a face full of ravines, and a kind expression.

Hearing the child's murmur, the old man naturally knew what she was thinking, and hugged the child slightly embarrassed.

"Danniang, when I go home to see your father, what is the first thing to do?" He whispered, trying to distract the girl.

But nothing can counteract the allure of eating for such a child.

The girl clung to her grandfather and began to twist uncontrollably.

The girl had already picked up four small rolls, put them in small plates, and handed them to the people in the donkey cart.

This time, the occupants of the car only reached out and picked up one.

"Half celery, give it to the child."

A female voice said inside, and her voice was straight and straight.

The girl who was called Banqin turned around in response, and sure enough, she came to the girl with a small plate.

The old man had already stood up.

"This, how does this make." He said apologetically.

Banqin had already handed the small plate to the girl.

Although the girl wanted to eat, she still looked at her grandfather, which showed the good style of family education.

"Uncle, don't be polite, we have been together all the way, and we can be regarded as acquainted." Banqin said with a smile, reaching out and touching the girl's shoulder.

The old man wanted to thank him, but the woman's voice suddenly spoke again.

"Banqin, please drink a glass of rice wine." She said.

"It's not going to be done." The old man said hurriedly.

Banqin only listened to his mother's words, poured wine with his own hands and handed it over.

At this time, the folk style is open, the temperament is also bold, the kind of thing that pushes back and forth seems to be a small family, the old man smiled, stretched out his hand to take a drink and drank it all, he likes to drink every day, but rice wine is rarely used, at this time a bite to eat only feel unobstructed, I don't know if the illusion is that the faint pain in the back has also disappeared.

The old man returned the wine glass and thanked him again.

The girl was also allowed to pick up a small roll from a small plate and eat it in large gulps.

"Sister, it's delicious, what's this called?" She asked, in a childish voice.

"It's a red bean roll." Banqin replied with a smile.

"The little lady is really skillful." The old man praised, don't talk about the child, he is an older man who wants to eat a little.

"My lady taught me." Banqin said, her face could not hide her joy.

Not all the women in the boudoir don't touch the spring water with their fingers, and the cooking also occupies a place among the women, and it is not uncommon to make some snacks, I don't know why this girl looks so happy and excited when she says it.

Of course, if the old man knew that this lady who taught to make dim sum would not have thought so much after she was a fool who couldn't even speak three months ago, I was afraid that she would be even more surprised.

"The lady is really smart." The old man naturally nodded with a smile and glanced at the donkey cart, "If it weren't for the lady reminding me that there was a heavy rain coming to the Liubu Temple, our ancestors and grandchildren would have been drenched in the rain if they had to hurry away, thank you so much." ”

Banqin bowed her head and smiled, handed the rest of the snacks to the girl, and turned to pack up the utensils.

The people around were even more surprised when they heard this conversation.

That lady actually knew that the heavy rain was coming, so she took shelter from the rain here in advance?

Can anyone even know when it will rain? What's more, before the rain came, the weather was sunny and there was no sign of rain.

The people around him were talking, and there were more people talking, and the eyes of the donkey owner and servant who looked at this side were also inquiring and surprised.

It is said that some people can observe the stars at night and know the past and the future, could it be that the lady who sits in this little donkey cart and does not know the age of Lu Dao is such a person?

Then a rough man couldn't help but tiptoe up and look this way.

"How did the lady know that it was going to rain?" He shouted, "Didn't the gods tell you? ”

These words made everyone in the temple laugh, and the laughter spread outside, and the people outside were also busy asking, so the excitement quickly dispersed.

Banqin was a little annoyed, thinking that this was making fun of her own lady in public.

When the laughter was over, and everyone didn't care, the female voice in the donkey cart spoke.

"It's not a god, it's what God told me." She said.

As soon as these words came out, the excitement that had sunk rose again.

The woman's voice was straight and wooden, and it sounded serious, but it didn't look like a joke at all, or was that what characterized her jokes?

The rough man was the first to laugh loudly.

"Then this lady, did the heavens tell you when the rain will stop?" He shouted again.

The laughter in the temple was louder.

"This layman in the market is so open-mouthed, but there is no malice, the lady is not angry." The old man hugged the girl and said to the donkey cart.

Looking at the behavior of the master and servant, from eating to sitting and lying down, they must not be ordinary civilians, these nobles must be unhappy when they are so teased, especially the two women, don't be angry.

The old man kindly comforted.

Banqin was indeed a little annoyed, but it was hard to say anything, the lady said that she should do more things and talk less.

The laughter was quiet again.

"God said, it's going to stop." The female voice came out again.

This lady really deliberately told jokes, everyone just finished laughing and she made people laugh again, if everyone said it when they laughed, it wouldn't be so lively for a while.

This ruined temple has never been more lively, and those who rubbed their mouths because of the rain also laughed and resolved each other's hatred.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped from outside.

"Hey, the rain has stopped!" Someone shouted.

A shout with a shout quickly overwhelmed the laughter in the temple, and with a coax, many people rushed over to look out.

Sure enough, the original pouring rain has become dripping, and at the moment when everyone looks, the sky is clear.

After a strange silence, the temple was buzzing again.