Sitting in the hall and chatting with his parents without a word, Liu Rui looked at the drizzle outside the house from time to time, and felt a chill on his face.

Originally, he planned to dismantle the pigsty today, but the continuous autumn rain put Liu Rui's plan on hold, and he could only sit in the house in a daze.

Unlike the dry winters in the north, the winters in the south are humid and often drizzle due to the southeast monsoon and abundant vegetation.

Unlike the summer downpour, the late autumn drizzle is a different style entirely, with rain falling from the sky and filling the world. Under the blowing of the autumn wind, the fine needles and cow's hair-like rain threads are constantly changing in the air, as if they are on an exciting journey.

Some of the rain was blown away by the wind, turning into a finer rain and mist, covering the sky, outlining a hazy world. If the torrential rain in summer is a powerful man, the autumn rain has become a gentle and graceful southern woman, showing a lovely atmosphere.

The rain falls on the leaves and flowers, washing away the thin layers of dust on them, revealing the fresh leaves, making people feel the bleakness of autumn. Because of the moisture of the spring water, even though the weather is already cold, the morning glory outside the yard is colorful, dotting the scenery in the yard.

The magpies were drenched by the rain and soaked, and they did not dare to wander outside, so they could only burrow into the bird's nest one by one, looking at the rain outside, and from time to time they made some dissatisfied calls. They hate the weather the most, because they can't fly or find good food.

The hens have no interest in foraging in the rain, and they crouch under the eaves, at the base of the wall, where the rain cannot reach, and they gurgle, as if they are complaining about the rainy weather. From time to time, several mischievous chicks emerge from under their mother's armpits, wanting to rush into the rain and enjoy the cool feeling. However, they were soon stopped by their mother's wings and protected by their warm, fluffy feathers.

The little black, little flower and yellow-throated marten that usually chase the noisy little black in the yard seem to have lost their former vitality, and they lie lazily in the nest one by one, looking at the small fish outside, motionless.

Among the several pets of the Liu family, except for the yellow-throated marten, which can determine the characteristics of the breed, Xiaohei and Xiaohua only know that they are dogs and cats, and the specific breed is not clear.

From picking it up to now, Xiao Hei has lived in Liu's house for a hundred days, and it has changed from a pitiful little man who was only the size of a palm to a big man of more than 20 pounds now. As Xiao Hei grows more and more, Liu Jiahong can faintly feel that it seems to be the offspring of the mountain guard dog, but it seems to have been crossed with other dogs, which is a little difficult to judge.

The mountain dog is a general name for a kind of hunting dog near Qingyun, they are brave, witty, and empathetic, and are the best watchdog and hunting dog for the nearby mountain people. In Liang Village, if anyone can have one, they are often the envy of others.

In the past, Zhang Huaizhong also had several mountain dogs, and when he took them into the mountains, he could harvest a large amount of prey without much effort. Legend has it that three or five adult mountain dogs can fight hungry wolves and tigers, and hunt black bears and wild boars.

However, in recent years, with the closure of mountains and forests, mountain guard dogs have gradually disappeared from the homes of old hunters, and have become distant memories in the hearts of many people.

Although Blackie's body size is similar to that of the Mountain Guard Dog, his timid surname and sloppy behavior make it impossible for anyone to associate it with the Mountain Guard Dog.

In addition to Xiao Hei's unknown background, the Liu family has always had a pet breed that is becoming more and more confusing, that is, Xiaohua.

It has been more than two months since Xiaohua was retrieved from the hands of poachers, and Xiaohua has changed even more, from the original delicate little to a huge feline. It is now more than a foot long, the largest of the domestic and wild cats Liu Rui has ever seen, and what is even more surprising is that the little flower is still growing.

Perhaps because of the remnants of the wild surname in the bloodline, Xiaohua is meatless and unhappy every day, and rarely eats the vegetarian food in the rice and vegetable soup prepared by Liu Rui and them. Especially after the yellow-throated marten came to the Liu family's compound, with the words and deeds of the yellow-throated marten, the small flower grew up quickly, and the predation skills rose sharply, and the rats in the backyard were almost wiped out.

Xiaohua's predatory skills and ** are outstanding, even if they grew up in a human family, but with such an inducement as the yellow-throated marten, the innate instinct in its blood is gradually stimulated.

Looking at Xiaohua's size and pattern, it looks a bit like a beast in the jungle, but every time Xiaohua leans on her lap and is coquettish, Liu Rui has no way to associate it with that elusive animal.

Sometimes, Liu Rui looks at his pets, and he scratches his head a little, the things raised by others are docile and well-behaved, and they are well-behaved, but their own pets are full of surnames, maybe they are too indulgent. Under the pampering of the Liu family, the pets in the family are very free, as if they have become members of the family, and enjoy extremely comfortable treatment.

However, after a long time, Liu Rui's family will feel that these pets have been fully integrated into the family life of the Liu family and become a part of the family, no matter what kind of treatment they enjoy, they deserve it.

Especially the little girl, every time she goes home, she has to hold Xiaohua in her arms and ravage it. Although Xiaohua, which weighs more than ten pounds, is no longer small, but in the arms of the little girl, it is as docile as usual, and it can't see the ferocious appearance when it hunts.

On rainy days, the animals are quiet, and even the birds in the forest lose their vitality and become quiet. The insects, which had been noisy all summer, seemed to feel the chill of late autumn, and they fled into the depths of the jungle and burrowed into the dirt to wait for the hot summer of the coming year.

The world without insects has a different kind of charm!

At this time, the sound of the wind blowing through the depths of the mountain forest, making a slight whining sound, and the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves hitting the stone slabs, became the most moving melody in the world. These voices are not loud and require careful listening to hear them, but they touch the weakest part of the heart.

Sometimes, it's not the loud sounds that move people, but the pure sounds that touch people's hearts.

As the saying goes, this is the reason for loud Ruoxi.

(To be continued)