Since returning from shopping, another three months have passed, the summer in the south is the hardest, not to mention this kind of summer without air conditioning and no electric fan, although there is ice in the house, it is still as hot as a big steamer, the sky is always shining, there is always no news of a trace of wind in the air, and even the cicadas on the trees are against people, and the call is boring and tiresome.

In the hottest days of summer, Liu Qin is like those leaves in the yard, shriveled, wilted, her whole body active factor shrank back to her hometown to escape the heat, whenever she lazily lay on the couch that was not cool, she especially missed her previous life of the air-conditioned house, her electric fan, her ice cream, her frozen yogurt....

Sick, fever, it became the best reason for her to skip class this summer, today she has a stomachache, tomorrow she has a headache, the day after tomorrow her hands and feet hurt, anyway, she doesn't want to go to class, she doesn't want to study, she really can't have the patience to listen to Mr. Zhang talk to her crookedly in such a hot situation.

Mr. Zhang hated Liu Qin's laziness, and mentioned it in front of Master Liu more than once, but Master Liu didn't pay attention to it, and laughed at it every time, and in the end, Mr. Zhang didn't say it, so he didn't have this disciple.

Jiang Li and Brother Hai still insist on going to class every day, what Liu Qin admires the most is Brother Hai, you say that how can he have such a strong self-control for such a child, what should he do every day, what time to do, it is just like a program designed by a computer, alas, it seems that Brother Hai is also a computer person. We will never be a computer person, Liu Qin is determined to carry out her negative image to the end, with the love of the people in Liufu for her, she also has this confidence.

Jiang Li will come to Meiyuan every afternoon, and tell Liu Qin again the content taught by Mr. in the morning in an easy-to-understand language, and then teach Liu Qin to write by hand, with the foundation of more than 20 years in his previous life, Liu Qin will learn everything as soon as he learns, and he can also integrate it, so that Jiang Li can teach it very effortlessly, only to the writing link, but always drop the chain, the main thing is that Liu Qin is lazy, unless Jiang Li grabs her hand to write together, otherwise she will not use the pen, so she writes a lot, but there is almost no progress.

There are two reasons for this, one is that Liu Qin is not small, although she is small, she especially enjoys the feeling of Ah Li's brother holding her handwriting, and the little handsome guy is so close, it feels really cool, so she is not attentive at all when writing, of course, there can be no progress, and the second is also Liu Qin's own little protection, she doesn't want people to think that she is a prodigy, it is not a good thing to be too smart and exposed, and sometimes she has to show a little clumsiness, which makes people think, ah, this child is nothing more than that.

On this day, it was time for Jiang Li to be a teacher again, Liu Qin supported his chin with both palms, looking at Jiang Li's little Zhengtai who was giving a serious lecture, her eyes only had little stars, handsome, she was stupidly trying to swallow her own hara, suddenly her forehead hurt, Jiang Li's handsome guy knocked on her head, "What do you think, I've called you a few times, but I haven't heard it, and if you don't care about class, you will be punished, you know?" ”

"Brother Li, it hurts." Liu Qin saw that the situation was not good, and immediately made a trick, pitiful, his eyes were **** in an instant, and the two tears that couldn't fall were about to roll out.

Jiang Li's heart suddenly softened, and he raised his hand to rub her forehead, and coaxed: "Brother is wrong, brother is not good, sister is good, don't cry." Seeing that my sister was still pouting, she hesitated and said, "Then today's big character sister will only write one." ”

"Don't." Liu Qin stretched out his hand and raised his head proudly, "Two sheets, Brother Ah Li will write with me." ”

"Okay, okay, my brother will write with you."

Poor Jiang Li Xiaozhengtai was eaten to death by Liu Qin's fake cute baby, and he couldn't turn over anymore. Outside the window is the season when the osmanthus tree is fragrant, and the rich aroma of osmanthus flowers, with a kind of intoxicating taste, wafts between heaven and earth, and also this taste, this sweet feeling, is deeply imprinted, and after many years, it is still clearly visible.

In the Wucheng Mansion, Uncle Liu Cheng naturally does not have the same good life as his little sister, he has not been home for two days, and at this moment there are small stubbles on his haggard chin, and he looks like he has not rested well.

He sat in a relatively bright room, the windows were open all around, the weather was very good, and occasionally a breeze blew, but Liu Cheng's face was very bad, especially after reading the paperwork in his hand, his face was even more cloudy as if it was about to drip water.

"Looking at you, is there any bad news?" With the voice, Lord Fuzun Liu strode in.

"Father." Liu Cheng hurriedly stood up, gave up the main seat to Master Liu, served tea, and then sat down at the bottom of the head, sighed, and then said: "The worst news, the embankment in Hengzhou has collapsed, more than 100 towns in 13 counties in a state, most of them have been flooded, and the two counties of Huaxing and Heng'an, which have been the most affected, have become a vast water, hundreds of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people, I don't know how many can escape?" ”

The more Liu Cheng spoke, the more painful he became, and Master Liu heard the case, "What, didn't the last Di newspaper still say that Hengzhou is solid?" ”

"What is solid, you don't know that person in Jinhu Tan, he will put gold on his face, he has no other skills, he will only make money, the court has allocated a lot of special silver to consolidate the embankment over the years, Hengzhou broke the embankment so quickly, it can be seen that the silver is not used to build the embankment at all, and it is all in his purse."

"Bastard, asshole." Master Liu was so angry that he scolded.

"This year's climate is indeed different from previous years, heavy rain falls frequently in the southeast, according to what I have checked, this year's flood is the most dangerous in the past 100 years, and the Han River flows to the Hengzhou area of Yunzhou, due to the limitation of terrain, the water surface narrows, and it is easier to overflow the embankment, these situations should have attracted the attention of the DPRK and China, but I did not expect this Jinhu to be bold, not only greedy for the silver of the embankment, but also deceived the upper and lower, if it were not for a report from Yunzhou, the DPRK and China did not know the situation here, but after all, it was too late, the people of the DPRK and China have not come down, and the embankment has collapsed."

After all, Master Liu has been an official for many years, and finally calmed down, although his face was unhappy, his anger was finally suppressed, "Does your second brother have a letter?" ”

"Yes, the second brother said that Yunzhou is also in danger, but the Yunzhou Mansion respected Lord Xu in handling this incident quite well, while reporting to the court, while organizing the officials and people to go to the embankment and berm, plus in the past, under the supervision of the second brother, some weak areas were consolidated, so the time was saved, but if the rain continues to fall like this, he doesn't know how long he can hold it, you must know that Yunzhou is still in the upper reaches of Hengzhou, and the pressure of the impact of the Han River is greater."

After saying this, the two faced each other, silent for a while, the indoor became more and more depressed, and the outdoor sky seemed to be infected by this depression, the sky drifted through a few dark clouds, a muffled thunder rolled over, and a few raindrops fell one after another, and then fell bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger.

Only the Han water, which traverses the east and west of the Han Kingdom, is unaware of it, and continues to roar, rushing, heading towards the east, it does not think about whether it brings disaster or gospel, it only knows, this is its way, the direction it must run, natural disasters? **？ The world will judge.