"Grandpa, grandpa, come out and see! It's raining outside! ”

It was a quiet little village, and a little girl blushed and shouted loudly to marvel at the strange scenery she had never seen before. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"If it rains, it rains, what are you shouting, you hairy girl." The old voice came out reluctantly with tiredness. "Messed up my dreams, ah! I slept for three more days, hey, the older I get, the more I sleep, Mao girl, your father and mother are all going to town, hurry up and cook for grandpa! The door creaked open.

An old man, no, didn't look much like him, with messy black and white hair hanging down on his head, and the wrinkles on his face were unexpectedly not on his face, but his eyelids seemed to be glued tightly.

"Grandpa, open your eyes quickly, don't sleep anymore, it's so lazy! I'm not in bed anymore and I keep my eyes closed so tightly. The little girl hung on the old man like an octopus, and her two little hands were struggling to pick at the old man's eyelids.

"Okay, okay, I'm not sleeping anymore, little ancestor, don't toss my old bones anymore, today is your grandfather's three hundred and sixteenth birthday." The old man opened his eyes, and there was no cloudiness in them that had passed, but as clear as a child. Looking at the little girl, her face was full of doting. But the old monster who had lived for more than three hundred years began to tremble violently, and the little girl's whole body was covered with blood, and the two clear eyes looked so terrifying now.

The old man no longer had the same carelessness and tiredness as before, and his hands tightly grasped the little girl's shoulders and shook them vigorously. "Girl, girl, what's wrong with you, where is the injury, let grandpa see, child, talk quickly!"

"Grandpa, you hurt me, I'm not hurt, I woke you up to let you look outside, the girl has never seen such a sky, it's rain outside, it's rain." The little girl said in a daze.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the window that he had never felt any different in more than three hundred years, his legs trembled, and he trembled unnaturally.

The sky was so red, as if it had been soaked in blood, and the water that fluttered in the sky was not the water droplets of the past, but the "blood rain" like the blood that had just passed from people. Thousands of miles of loess were dyed blood-colored, and the colors sprinkled in the air were reflected in the old man's pupils, and the originally clear eyes instantly changed a lot, as if another hundred years had passed.

"Haven't you left yet。。。。。。?"

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the old man silently looked at the red rain fluttering outside the window, holding the little girl's hand silently, the little girl also felt that the old man was different from usual, obediently holding her grandfather's hand, and gently resting her head on the old man's leg.

Long......

The old man opened his mouth and sighed slowly: "Girl, you can make a few pieces of grandpa's favorite boiled tofu."

The little girl was like being amnestied, she really couldn't stand such a grandfather, depressed, nervous, and all kinds of negative emotions appeared on her grandfather's face, which made her panic, so when the grandfather said that she wanted to eat, the little girl ran away as soon as she smoked.

The girl looked at the bonfire, but kept thinking about grandpa today, since she can remember, grandpa almost every day sleeps, only occasionally get up to eat something, after eating the head to sleep, simply than her little girl more sleepy, grandpa's favorite food is boiled tofu in clear water, but the little girl has also eaten, feel that there is no taste at all, once the little girl in the grandfather cooking, secretly clever, to boil tofu a little sprinkled with a pinch of salt. Grandpa was furious when he tasted it. That time scared the little girl, and the tears kept falling like a broken thread. You know, grandpa never scolded the little girl, and often after dinner, hugged her next to the haystack, told her a lot of strange stories, the little girl listened to the stars every time, and she was also eager to drill into the grandfather's story and experience every adventure that grandpa said.

"Yikes! The tofu is cooked. ”

The little girl sat obediently at the table and watched her grandfather eat tofu.

When the old man finished eating, he looked at the little girl with a different expression than usual, and looked at him obediently with a pair of big eyes, and couldn't help grinning, knowing that today's events must have frightened her.

"Kid, grandpa will tell you a story today." The old man pinched her little face dotingly.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The old man smiled, picked up the little girl and walked to the campfire and sat down.

"Grandpa will tell you a story about his youth today." The old man looked at the little girl with a smile. Looking down, she was looking at him in confusion. The old man couldn't help but hug her small body even tighter.

"This rain, which we all call the floating rain, has rained once when a man is born, and again when he dies, and both times earth-shattering events have happened. Child, do you still remember Grandpa Wang in the east of the village? The old man said kindly.

"Well, I remember, it's the big brother who used to come to grandpa to play chess. But why do you want me to call him Grandpa Wang, he looks like the second cow brother next door, oh, he loves to sleep like you, he can't get out of bed when the sun is so sunny. The little girl pouted and said dissatisfied.

The old man couldn't help but smile helplessly: "What brother, this old man is much better than your grandfather, and all my skills back then were taught by this old monster." ”

The little girl's little mouth couldn't help but open wide, and in her memory, the older the old grandfathers and grandmothers in the village were, the more wrinkles on their faces, and the more gray hairs on their heads, oh, except for this monster grandfather in her family.

"I guess this old monster is even more surprised than me when he sees this rain!" The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Grandpa, grandpa, tell me a story."

The little girl's tugging pulled the old man back from the memories of the past.

The old man patted his forehead, trying to lift his spirits, and resisted the disturbance of the sleepy bug. hugged the girl tightly.

"Okay, okay, grandpa officially started telling the story, this story happened when grandpa was young, the reason why I, an old monster, can live so long, is also because of this rain, some people say that this rain represents calamity, disaster. It is also said that this rain represents the salvation of the world. The story that Grandpa is telling you today begins with the first rain more than 300 years ago, when there was no name。。。。。。 ”

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